ten random beliefs
I used to believe that the spinning concrete trucks carried condiments around. The yellow ones carried mustard, the red ones - ketchup, and so on.
Until I was 5 or 6 I believed that babies came out of the belly button. I was convinced it had to take quite a lot of time, and showed all my friends the little baby that already was growing in my belly button. Wehen they said it didn't look like a baby, I rolled my eyes and made them understand that it wasn't finished until I was adult.
Mormons ate Miracle Whip. Catholics ate mayonnaise. This was one of many differences between the 2 religions I noticed growing up in Salt Lake City.
I used to believe that there was an old alien man riding a bicycle hooked up to a power generator in our laundry room. Of course, being an old alien, he was afraid of thunderstorms, so he sometimes stopped riding his bicycle and hid under our laundry during thunderstorms and the power would go out. I used to try to sneak him food through various cracks in the drywall. And I felt bad for him that he was riding his bike so much... Because it seemed like awful hard work. But, then I reasoned that he didn't need to ride his bike to give us power at night or while we were at school, and so he got a bunch of breaks, then.
When I was about 6 I overheard my mother saying, 'wow, Judy chose a really nice boyfriend.' When I heard the word 'chose' I imagined a line of really handsome muscular men all waiting for me to choose one of them to be my boyfriend. I was so disappointed when I realized dating wasn't like I imagined.
My wife used to believe that the purpose of the stick shift in her Dad's car was to stir the gas.
When I went to my friends house they would have blue water in the toilet. I used to believe that it was the same thing as the pink goo from ghost busters!
My brother believed there was a family that lived in the sponge in our bathroom called the Smiffs and they all had upturned, piggie noses.
I didn't understand that selling your home was something you shose to do...I believed that anyone who wanted to buy your house could just come to your door and say so, and then you'd have to move. Until I was about 5 or 6 I lived in constant fear that we'd be forced out of our house.
I live in Scotland, on the mouth of the River Fourth, and for years I thought that Edinburgh (on the other side of the river) was the rest of Europe because my parents used to say that Germany was just across the water.