ten random beliefs
When I was about seven years old I remember seeing the "adult store" sign while riding in the car and thinking that I can't wait until I am big enough to start wearing adult sized clothing instead of little kid sizes. My Mom had to gingerly explain that it was not that kind of store.
when i was young i heard my mom talking about someone who had lost their voice. i thought about how that could be possible. i came to the conclusion that i only had a limited amout of voice and i needed to save as much of it as i could. i wasnt much of a talker.
I used to believe that if you drank three glasses of straberry quick, you would automatically stop growing and stay the same size ever. Porbably because one time, my uncle (who is really short) was drinking strawberry quick, and I asked him if I could have some, and he told me that I didn't want any, because I didn't want to stop growing and be 4 feet tall for the rest of my life. I haven't had a glass of straberry quick since.
When I was growing up, we would pass what I had assumed to be a playground for adults everyday on the way to my preschool. They looked like so much fun, and I couldn't wait until the day I was old enough to play on these upscale jungle gyms. It wasn't until I was about seven that my mother crushed my dreams by informing me that these were not playgrounds, but instead electrical substations.
When I was about 6 we use to go to Los Angeles in summer to vist my grand-parents.They had a swimming pool in the back garden.When I was swimming, I asked my brother why I couldn't swim in the deep end and he told me"Well our family is part mermaid and that I wasn't enough of a mermaid." so of course I asked what I needed to do to become a Mermaid and he said eat lots os carrots which I hated and still do.I started to cry and when my dad asked why "I just said Daddy I need carrots." I think he thought I was just a very heath concious child.
when i was young i used to believe that the people on the tv were just tiny people inside the tv, and i remember watching a documentary about something in the desert and the voice over saying the animal in question was so dehydrated that it was close to death so i very quickly poured my glass of water into the gaps at the back of the tv in a desperate attempt to save it.... i didn't get to see if it worked or not :(
When I was younger before I could read, my mom would consult the "Mother's Book"- a dictionary in our house for any information concerning raising kids. It went something like this, "Mom, Can I stay up until 10pm?" "Well, I'll consult the Mother's Book. I'm sorry, it says right here that you can't stay up until 10pm on a school night." It wasn't until I was older and could read that I realized that it was a regular book.
One time, when I was little, we were at the beach on a really hot day, and my cousin was flying a black kite shaped like a stingray. A storm rolled in so she had to take the kite down really fast. When she got the kite down it was hot and when she touched it, it burned her. And, as she got burned she said something like, “Ow, he got me.” After that, I always believed that kites could bite you.
When I was little, a slew of "don't drink and drive" campaigns began playing more and more often on the radio and television. I didn't take long before I was interrogating my father, caught red-handed, sipping from his can of pepsi while taking me with him to the grocery store. - seems they left a pretty important detail out of the slogan.
Growing up in Florida, we didn't have much need for a fireplace. Fortunately, according to Mom, we had a great big hole in the wall, where the air conditioning filter was, so Santa could still get in the house from the roof.