ten random beliefs
I always heard the phrase "honor roll" as "on a roll". It made sense to me that if a person had mostly B's they would get a certificate saying "B On a Roll" like, "hey you're getting a lot of b's you're on a roll".
When my neighbor got a D on his report card, I asked him if there was a D "On a roll" and he punched me. Lessons learned the hard way.
When I was younger, I noticed how the dead animals on the highways were always at the SIDES rather thatn in the middle so I asked my mom, "How come people swerve to the side of the roads just to kill the animals???!!!"
When I was about 6 I used to walk up and down in front of our reflective school hall windows pretending to be a reindeer. i thought that if i tried hard enough i could turn into one. i even used tot hink i could see my nose turning red and my body changing shape.
I used to pretend I was a beautiful black stallion. I used to gallop and whinney, and run up on a hill and shake my head.
I thought cologne would make me smell better when I drank it. After having my stomach pumped I was told otherwise.
When I was a young, only child, and jealous that all my friends had brothers and sisters, my mum told me I did have a brother, but he was a monkey in a zoo.
I believed this until I was about 7!
I used to believe that anonymous was a person, and I thought, "Gee, this person writes a LOT of poems!"
I used to believe that when someone was killed in a movie, they were killed for real. I assumed they had to film the entire movie except the death scene and then hope that scene went perfectly well. Otherwise they'd have to get someone new to play the person who died and shoot the whole thing all over again. Similarly - if there was a kid who grew up in the movie, they had to wait for that kid to grow up for real.
In the first grade, I heard one Mom talking to another Mom, bragging about how her child had gotten "straight A's"
I examined my own perfect report card very carefully, quite upset that my A's might not be straight.
When I was very young I watched Watership down, the cartoon film, and I was scared to death by it. So much so that I was convinced that the evil rabbits lived in the basement and any other room that wasdark in the house, I used to scream before entering and fling the doors open really hard to kill the evil bunnies. Suffice to say I didnt like to enter rooms on my own for a looooooooong time