ten random beliefs
I used to think there was a group of people who worked in a room underground, and they controlled the traffic lights. I imagined 3 big buttons, one red, one green and one yellow, and the people who worked there would push the buttons, signaling the cars to stop, go, or slow down... When we were stuck at a red light for a long time one day, i told my mom. "The workers must have fallen asleep down under the street". She just gave me an odd look, lol..
My little brother used to think that ketchup was made of, as he called it, crushed lice... yes, lice. He had heard it somewhere and was convinced of some sort of ketchup conspiracy poisoning us. He refused to eat it therefore. Any time I, his sister, put ketchup on anything he was horrified and called me crazy :-) Ha ha
My auntie asked me when I was younger to go to the living room while she was cooking for us to see what time it was. I didn't argue and went to look at the clock and came back to report that it was 7 o'clock. I think it was about midday. I just didn't know how to read time yet and the people on tv always said it was 7 o'clock.
I used to believe that cough medicine had a toggle effect. In other words, if you took cough medicine when you didn't have a cold, it gave you a cold
My dad told me to work out how to achieve perpetual motion and so I used to try and for ages he just said I must be doing it wrong until one day I realised.
I used to believe that when you are 90 years old, you are also 90 feet tall.
I used to believe that The Horse was The Cow's husband, and that it produced chocolate milk.
When I was around 6 I was getting a lift home from my grandparents. My granny and one of her cats was at the window and I could have sworn the cat waved at me! I was 16 before they managed to convince me that it was my granny shaking the cat's paw. I was so disappointed.
I used to think that a cubic foot was how things were measured in Cuba. I'd hear ads for refrigerators with so many cubic feet of space and I just didn't get it. Were all refrigerators made in Cuba? I think I was 12 or 13 before some one set me straight on that one.
When I was in grade school we had a history lesson about the Civil War and Reconstruction. The teacher told us the United States had split apart and then after the war the Southern states had to rejoin the rest of the country. I thought she meant literally split apart. I imagined people using big boards to nail the country back together.