ten random beliefs
When i was little i used too believe that gas at the gas pump came strait from the ground. Like a pie in the ground the gas came up from directly into your gas tank.
I used to think that chips were made out of fish. I couldn't understand why we kept eating fish with chips, I mean Why eat fish with a side serving of fish?
My friend Harriet was very gullable when she was little and believed anything her brothers told her.
She was once told that if she drank bleech, ran up and down the garden 100 times and jumped out her bedroom window, she would be able to fly.
Fortunately she never got to the jumping out a window part as she had to go to hospital to have her stomach pumped.
This is my friend's not mine. When she was about 5 she thought that all chickens were children who got a very bad case of chicken pox where they didnt get just the spots but they turned into a chicken!! So when they went to a farm guess the look of suprise on her mums face when she asked "Mummy, I feel so sorry for those poor kids who turned into chickens!, Im glad I didnt get them so bad!".
As a kid I desperately wanted to be a Girl Guide, but I thought you had to be born one, like being an Orthodox Jew or a Catholic. I couldn't wait till I grew up, could convert to being a Girl Guide, and get to wear a blue uniform all day and earn badges.
When I was small, I believed that serial killers somehow killed people with breakfast cereal (choking them, beating them with the box, ect.).
I used to think that the faces on Mt. Rushmore was a natural phenomenon. Of course, I grew up in Canada so it wasn't like they bore resemblance to the guys on my money.
I once believed that during Dinosaur Week at daycare, the old ladies fed us actual dinosaur meat in their dinosaur soup; it was actually beef stew.
When I was little, my dad would blow my lights out before I went to bed, as if you blew candles out. It took me a long time to realize he just switched the flip at the same time.
When i was a kid we used to go on holiday to Wales and my parents would tell me that dog's footprints (on the beach) were Welsh dragon's claw prints. I believed this for a long time...