ten random beliefs
When I was about 5 years old my favourite tv show was the Flintstones. I really wanted to be able to play with Pebbles and Bambam - so much in fact my Mum found me one day unscrewing the back of the television set so I could climb in to be with them.
I used to believe that the whole world blacked out everytime I blinked. When I was about 4 I forced my whole family to close their eyes all at once and was amazed when the lights didn't go out.
I used to believe that whenever someone hic-uped their bones were growing. Hence the little jumps meant your bones were pushing each other away to make room for more bone!
When I was 7 or 8, when the internet was still in its infancy, I went over to my cousins house to see his neat new computer, and check out the internet, something I had never seen before. He explained to me something called 'downloading', but didn't do a great job of it.
I was into stamps at the time (quit laughing at me), and I asked him if he could download any stamps for me. He said sure, and I spent the rest of the evening asking where they came out of the computer, while he tried to explain to me how they could possibly be 'in' the computer...I wanted them to come 'out'. I presumed the objects would simply come out of the floppy drive, but then I wondered what would happen if I wanted to download candy...some bars simply wouldn't fit in that small of a drive.
It was not until a few years later, when I started using the internet at my dad's work, that I figured out that when you downloaded things, they didn't come out of the computer.
when my grandmother would want my mother to telephone her, she'd always say "Give me a ring". I thought she was literally telling my mother to buy her a ring. Since my mother would always agree, I imagined my grandmother to have some HUGE stash of rings omewhere...
it took a long time for me to realise that duck tape was actually duct tape and was not made for, with, or by a duck.
I used to believe that there were 48 hours in a day. I knew that a day was divided into day and night; so I assumed that if there were 24 hours in a day, there must be 24 hours in a night as well. Thus, I was misled into believing that one day had a total of 48 hours. Of course, I was corrected later when I told someone that I slept an average of 32 hours a night. And this is why I am majoring in math and not English.
I used to think those guys in red tunics at the Tower of London fed bees, because they were called Bee-Feeders. Those bees would then, of course, make the honey for the queen's morning toast.
I used to think when an airplane ran out of fuel, it stayed stuck in the sky.
I thought that there were little ant people in my stomach who lived a in a little hut and lived in family units. They dressed like peasants. Their job was to take the food I ate for themselves and make poop to push outside my body. When my cousin told me that if I ate seeds the fruit would grow inside of me, I purposely started eating watermelon seeds to reward the ant people for their hard work.