ten random beliefs
When I was little i used to think that tornados were tomatoes with legs that walked in your house and go crazy.....Maybe thats why i had a fear of tornados?
When I was a kid, I used to believe that the actors on tv would run from one channel to the next as you changed the channel. I guess I figured they were really little people running around inside my tv set.
When I was 4 years old, there had been a presidential election that year. I had been under the impression that the presidential candidates had to actually run acroos the country, like a running race, and whoever did it the fastest became the next president. I actually believed this until 4 years later, during the next elections. My mom clarified how it really worked.
My middle name is the same as my father's first name. I assumed that this applied to everyone. When my friend Alan told me he didn't have a middle name I told him it would be the same as his dad's first name. Alan therefore believed he had the middle name Michael for many years.
When I was young my older cousin convinced me that as the youngest person in the family, I was supposed to eat underneath the table because that's where my food would taste best. Being an only child, my parents humoured me rather than starting a fight because I was cleaning my plate every night. When we went to a restaurant even, I would have to have my food given to me under the table. My parents tell me there were lots of strange looks and questions as they took a plate of food off the top of the table and passed it underneath.
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.
I used to think the reflectors in the middle of roads were pieces of cheese!
Probably because it was on so late at night, and because it showed people in their underwear, I thought Benny Hill was the most hardcore pornography in existence.
When I was little, my grandpa told me that he got a scar on his arm by an indian shooting him...and the arrow came out of his butt!
I used to believe that if I was drawing a map at school of a real place, if I got it wrong it would change the real coast line so I had to be really careful.