ten random beliefs
When I was younger my brother tried to explain the concept of littering to me. I was convinced that if I dropped one candy wrapper on the ground that I would wake up the next morning and the whole world would be covered in trash and boxes.
When I was little, my first teacher told us to smash up the shell of our boiled eggs so the devil couldn't use them as a boat, but my Grandmother would tell us not to play with our eggshells, otherwise we'd get warts, I worried for quite dome time whether it was best to be warty or demon posessed.
When I heard on TV that someone would get sentenced to "Life plus 20 years" in prison I thought that after they died their dead body would have to still be in the cell for that number of years before they could be buried.
When I was a kid I took two showers becaue I thought my hair was a plant and needed the water to grow
I used to think that Jesus was buried in my back yard, near some bushes behind my play fort. After all, my neighbor Jeffrey told me so and Jeffrey was 5 1/2 years old to my 4 years - so everything he said had to be true. My parents were quite suprised when I told them about this - especially because we never went to church!
Unable to Imagine how they built anything that high, and misinformed by my Dad, I used to think tall brick chimneys were 'grown' rather than built - simplay lay 3 courses and water regularly.
My dad had a large scar running down his back from his waistline down. He told my brother and I he got it when he tried to pick up a heavy box without bending his knees and his back split open. It was years and years before I realized that's not how it works.
My sister told me the ductwork in a restaurant was a big vacuum tube that would clean the uneaten food off my plate. My mom was pretty irritated when she found out why I wasn't cleaning my plate. I really wanted to see that vacuum tube come down!
When my parents told me I could be anything I wanted to be when I grew up, I decided I wanted to be a horse. I thought they meant I had to change into an animal, I didn't know they meant career. I was sad. I really didn't want to be an animal, but I decided being a horse was the best option.
A friend of mine spent a lot of time in church as a child. The hymn lyrics were displayed with an over-head projector. As the pages were swapped, a huge hand appeared mid-air. Logically, she assumed this was the hand of God.