ten random beliefs
One night when I was really young we were driving home
from my grandmothers when I notices the blinking red lights
on the radio towers along the highway. Confused about how there
were so many red lights up there and there were no buildings my
mother *probably to shut me up* told me they were sleeping birds.
I then went through a number of years where I thought that birds
would glow red when they slept. I thought the blinking was rythmic
with their breathing.
When I was about 7 and my brother was a newborn, I was very jealous. I had always believed that something horrendous, inevitably resulting in death, would happen if your belly button became "unbuttoned." I tried to unbutton his only to find someone already had!!!! Of course it was really the umbilical cord, but I believed he was superhuman for surviving and wouldn't be in the same room alone with him until I was about 11.
Me and my mates used to believe that you could make perfume by cramming rose petals into jars of malt vinegar and washing up liquid.
We would go out on night time petal-raids of all the rose bushes in the estate. Residents would wake up to a forest of balding shrubs in their front gardens. Putting them into a washing up bowl we would then mash up the fragrant mixture with lashings of sarsons and fairy liquid. If we were feeling particularly adventurous we would do it 'wine making' style and get our bare feet in on the action. We would then wash out all my mums jam jars - anything that was just over half empty would do - and ladle the fragrant mash into the jars, where it would lay forgotten and festering until the next summer. We even designed labels and talked to our school teacher about having a stall in the school fete.
my mum told me that it was prince charles who was in the Bungle costume on Rainbow.
i thought chickens laid peanuts.
I used to believe that I could take a bath and talk into the water spout and anyone else taking a bath could hear me.
I thought that when you went underwater, the rather cavernous part of your nose would still hold some air in it, and that I could survive underwater by taking really shallow breaths. I used to have dreams about it all the time, and if I breathed shallow for long enough, I could breathe normally.
I tried it all the time at the lake we would go to, and I wonder why I never drowned.
That the McCartney Era was another name for Beatlemania (due to confusion between "McCartney" and "McCarthy"
Up until I was nine my uncle told me that the round bales of hay were cow eggs.
I used to think that whenever you flushed the toilet germs would come spraying out, so I ALWAYS made sure to close the toilet lid, then I washed my hands, opened the door, flushed and ran for it!!
Then I went to a public toilet, and, horror of horrors, IT DIDN'T HAVE A LID!!! I was so terrified that I opened the door, wen't and got a stick, and reached in and pushed the button with it before runnin like hell for home and then washing my arm with disinfectant, which turned out to be mouthwash as I couldn't read.