ten random beliefs
Once when I was about four, it was the middle of the summer and I wanted it to snow. I asked my Daddy why it couldn't snow, and he replied, "Because the air is too warm. The air has to get cold for it to snow." Being clever, I decided that I was going to cool the air myself. I got one my family's plastic ice packs out of the freezer and laid it in the middle of the driveway. When nothing happened after a few minutes, I thought that maybe the "coldness" was too low to reach the air, so I propped it up on a brick.
When I was small I thought that my parent's car didn't move over the Earth, rather, that we kept going straight and the world turned itself to accomodate where we were going. Then I factored in that there were cars travelling in the opposite direction and ones even turning when we weren't. I was then forced to believe that the world itself was just a giant rubix cube turning and rotating itself all at once so everyone could get where they were going. Eventually I figured it out.
I used to think that the faces on Mt. Rushmore was a natural phenomenon. Of course, I grew up in Canada so it wasn't like they bore resemblance to the guys on my money.
When I was little I used to believe that our region had won some kind of lottery and the local news was broadcast nationally; and everyone else across the country had to patiently watch our news, hoping that their region would be selected next. It never occured to me that you could split the signal into different regions. My brother only pointed this out when I was explaining it to a Swedish visitor who was staying at our house, aged about 7. Quite worringly, I now work for the same broadcaster in the department responsible for regional broadcasting!
I used to believe that scones were cone-shaped because the word is sCONES.
When I was little my parents told me tornadoes were afraid of water to keep me from having panic attacks when tornadoes came since we lived next to a lake. Freshman year, I was at my friends house and the tornado sirens went off. I told her not to worry because she had a pool in her backyard. Needless to say, I haven't heard the end of it.
When I was a little kid I took the whole make everyone go to church thing quite seriously, and I kept trying to get a millionaire friend of my dad to go. He would always say that the roof would fall in if he walked into a church. I was convinced that he believed this to be true and that he thought his being fat would somehow compromise the integrity of the building. So I told him that there were many fat people who go to our church and It hasn't fallen in yet. My dad was totally embarrassed by my saying this but his friend practically gave himself a heart attack from laughing so hard. I learned much later that he was probably talking about not fitting in because he was a totally pervy party animal.
As a ploy to keep us from putting small rubber toys in our mouths, our parents told us that toys were made out of boogies. I imagined a toy factory, where the workers picked their noses...
I used to believe that if you turned the thermastat temperature above 70 degrees that everything would melt.
I used to believe that finding a hair in your food was good luck, because my mother would tell me that to get me to eat. To this day I have no aversion to eating food in which I find hair, but I also know it isn't good luck