ten random beliefs
When I was younger, my mum told me that because it was a leap year, I would miss my birthday and would have to stay the same age for another year. Even though my birthday is in September and nothing to do with leap years, I believed her and cried for ages.
Back in elementary school, our school song would start: "Emerson, Emerson, E-M-E-R-S-O-N," and so on. As a kindergardener, I had no idea how to spell the school name, so I would choose random letters to go in that part, such as "E-V-R-T-N-P-N" until I gathered up enough courage against sounding stupid to ask how it was really spelled.
My cousin told me that he had a frog in his knee then he flexed his knee cap so it would twitch and that sealed the belief.
when i used to take baths with my big sister as a child, my 16 year old sister told us that if you put sea salt in the bathtub that you would turn into a mermaid. when she put the salt in, it took 5 minutes before my sister and i started thinking that we could see fins! we ran out of the bathroom so fast!! haha
I used to believe there was a tiny man in the ATM that would take/send the money. I thought he'd just sit in there counting money all day.
When I was little, my mom used to say people with with curly hair are smart. I was born with curly hair along with my dad (which made me thought I was blessed to be born smart), but other than that everyone in my family has straight hair. I was told that that when people get smarter, their hair curls and when people get dumber, their hair goes straight or lose curls. Then it was time for me to get my first haircut, a buzzcut and I never wanted to because I was afraid I will lose my curls and lose my memory but then my hair grew back along with the curls. Now I realize that hair has nothing to do with how smart or dumb you are...wow..
When our parents would go to Las Vegas for the weekend, they always promised to bring back some souvenirs for us. I was absolutely certain that they were really saying "soup and ears," and of course I thought that was a VERY strange thing to eat. Soup and crackers, I could understand, but...
I used to be terrified of colonial men in powdered wigs. I was afraid they'd make my mom and I wash dishes at their dinner parties. This was the most sinister thing I could conceive of, at the time.
when I was younger, my cousin never stopped playing with his belly button. my grampa once told him that if he continued doing it, his bum would fall off.
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.