ten random beliefs
I called every body part my elbow. For example if my leg hurt I would say my elbow hurt.
For the longest time I believed New Hampshire was New Hamster and that was where all the hamsters came from.
For the longest time I thought Pig Latin was an actual language that they spoke in a part of Europe.
Whenever my mom and I crossed the street together, she told me to hold her hand. When I asked her why, she told me that the people in the cars couldn't see me, meaning that I was short and therefore couldn't be seen. However, I thought that she meant that I had the amazing power of becoming invisible whenever I crossed the street.This meant that I was free to make weird faces at innocent people whenever I stepped off the curb. After I discovered that this wasn't true, I lived in fear of random people coming to get me for making faces at them.
I used to wonder why people didn't use his first name when they spoke of McJagger of the Rolling Stones.
I always wondered how it was that women could get bachelor's degrees. And I wondered how it was that my dad was trying to get one when he was married to my mom. I thought they were going to have to get divorced when he got his bachelor's degree.
When i was about five, i couldnt figure out what number came after fourteen. i knew it sounded like fourteen, so when i counted to twenty out loud, i would say fourteen twice, but the second time i would say it faster, and mumble it a bit. i didnt think any grown ups ever caught on, and i thought i was so clever.
I used to believe, until I was probably twelve or so, that a "deathbed" was an actual piece of furniture. When I was really young, I thought it was a bed that could kill you (like the myth of Procrustes), and when I was preteen-aged, I thought it was a bed that people bought specifically to die on, when they knew their time was running out. Either way, I thought it was an incredibly morbid concept.
I used to believe that car lights were actually eyes like on those old commercials. They all looked like pretty legit faces to me and welcome i walked past one parked, i would stare at it and run past it quick so it couldnt run me over. I believed this for years!
Not my belief sadly but a sweet one nonetheless.
I used to lodge with a young family in Northern England. There were 2 youngsters including a 5 year old lad. The house was large and old with a dark and scary cellar. The lad was told by his mother that they were going to look at a new house in a nicer area. He asked if it had a scary cellar and was reassured that it hadn't as it was a new house and they don't have cellars. Toi this day that young lad still believes that houses grow cellars as they get older.