ten random beliefs
When I was little I had a pet gerbil, and gerbils don't seem to live that long........so my gerbil would die then somehow it would be back a few days later. This went on for years. I thought it was the damnedest thing that these animals died and then returned to life after a couple days, and that only I seemed to know this. One time my friend's hamster died and she was heartbroken, so I told her to get a gerbil cuz they're just like hamsters, except they come back from the dead. It wasn't till much later that I relized my dad had just been replacing the gerbils before he thought I'd notice it was gone.
My father told me that some breeds of chicken have four legs. I spent much of my childhood looking for this illusive bird every time we drove past a farm!
When I was little, my mom and my Sunday School teachers always told me that Jesus was in my heart and in everyone else's. One day I asked my mom how they separated Him into such tiny pieces in order to get a part of Him inside every single person in the world. She looked at me like I was insane before clearing up the confusion. :-P
I used to believe that there were two monsters in the toilet, a smart, mean one that was the boss and a dumb one that was his henchman. When you were sat on the toilet I they would be plotting how to get you once you flushed the toilet (that was the only time they could get you). I always used to open the toilet door before flushing so that I could jump out of the room before they got me. The dumb monster always used to trip up and the nasty monster would yell at him for missing me. The nasty monster was the deep noise that comes first when you flush and the hissing of the cistern filling up again was the dumb monster's whiney voice!
I used to believe that my cat was a reincarnation of the buddha and was sent by satan to squash me.
my grandpa was slightly overweight. I asked why he was so round. His reply was that he was preganant. I then waited 5 years for his baby and talkign to it whenever I saw him. It seemed logical since I knew about male seahorses.
I believed it when my parents said I could be whatever I wanted to be when I grew up. I wanted to be either a bird or a fairy and was devastated when I was eventually informed that they weren't within the realm of possibilities.
I used to believe that Rhododendron was a dinosaur.
Ahhh, The Incredible Hulk. I wanted to be just like him. I also happened to be a picky eater. Imagine my parents' glee when I believed the source of Hulk's strength was split-pea soup, and if I just ate enough of it myself, I could aquire his powers, too.
As a very young kid (around 7 or 8) I got a childrens book called "How to dig a hole to the other side of the world" and I knew my purpose in life. You can actually see several of the pages at Amazon.
Digging everyday after school behind the garage for several weeks got me a hole I could barely climb out of. When my parents finally realized I was actually making some possibly dangerous progress they filled it in as I sobbed uncontrollably. As obviously silly as it is, I'll never forget how upset and bitter I was that day.