When i eas little, when i went to church, the preacher always said that it was God's house, and i thought that it literally was his house and that he lived in the steeple.

Anon

Until I was eleven I used to believe in God. From the age of five my parents sent me and my younger brother to Sunday School each week, giving us a few pence each to put in the offering plate. When I realised that we hadn't been caught spending half of the offering money in the sweet shop each Sunday for the previous four years I stopped believing in any form of omniscient being. Sorry, Mum!

Rich

When I was younger I always thought Holy Communion was chocolate buttons and that the priest wouldn't give it to the younger kids because he was so greedy. Even back then just before my Communion my brothers then informed me it was garlic bread. I was totally confused.

Mel

When I was young, I used to believe that the money put into collection plates at church was actually sent to God; that after the church service was over, the pastor would go outside and leave the plate behind the building, and God would come and get it once everybody left. Didn't realize until some time later that the church itself used the money.

FTG

My dad was a preacher in the United Baptist church (the ones who breathe loudly between every few words, sounding something like "uhmm-uhh"). As a child, I thought those sounds were hiccups, and I always wondered why preaching made Dad do that...not to mention why he could make them stop so quickly after church had ended. Once when I got the hiccups I decided that I was going to be a preacher when I grew up, so that I could make them stop whenever I wanted.

Sarah

I went to Catholic School as a child. I also knew that other kids in my neighborhood went to Public School. So, in my eyes there were 2 religions, Catholic and Public.

Andrea P.

when i was a kid i heard about "communion" when i went to catholic scripture class at school once. the teacher explained that the idea was that people ate the flesh of christ and drank the blood of christ. she also told us that god was really really really big AND that god and jesus christ were just different versions of the same thing. so.... i put all this information together and believed that at communion people were REALLY eating a little piece of christ's body, and that christ was a reallly really really big person, and that every church kept a slab of christ which they would carve little bits off to feed to people every sunday. i was quite disgusted by this for many years.

kathryn

Up to the age of about 6, when my mum took me to church, after the readings the reader would say 'thanks be to God' and then everyone would day 'thanks be to God'. I thought they were saying 'Thanks Peter God', and that I was a God

Peter

We were not required to attend school during the three summer months, so I assumed that church worked the same way. All through May and June, I kept wondering which Sunday would be the last before our summer vacation from church services. But graduation day never came.

Tom

When my sister and I were children you went to Catholic church with this little doiley thing on your head. I had very thin straight hair any my bobbypins would fall out. My sister told me that it was a sin not to wear it so I had to manage to keep it on. One windy day I was entering the church when a gust of wind blew my "doiley" off my head. My grandmother and sister were a few steps ahead of me and I hollered, at the top of my lungs to them, into a big, old echoey church, "I can't go in there Nana or I'm going straight to hell!" Needless to say the congregation got quite a kick out it. The priest did explain to me later that that was simply not true. I'm not Catholic anymore.

Susan

When attending Catholic mass as a kid, I thought the final thing said was not "Thanks be to God" but rather "Thanks, speedy God". I was always dying to get out of mass as quickly as possible and I was glad that the rest of the congregation felt the same way! (at least until I realized what they were really saying)

confused as a kid

When I was little, my mother and aunt took me to church for the very first time. I think I was around 5 years old. ANyway, whne we got there I sat paitently with my hand folded across my lap and said repeatedly to my mother " I'm ready to see God now." I then procedded to relentlessley make comments throughout the mass such as " Hey look at the Big T", and " Who's that guy in the God suit"

Colleen

I did not come from a religious family, so I had no religious studies. I was also Canadian, so I didn't know what the amendments were, but had heard them mentioned a lot.

I always thought the commandments and the amendments were the same thing. So when someone said, "I plead the fifth" I figured they were talking about not stealing.
I never said anything, so was never corrected, and believed this up until teenagehood.

Anon

i used to belive that when u were baptized you were sufficated underwater and then brought back to life..... (Reborn)

JJTHE JET PLANE

My family's catholic, so this one day we were in mass, I was about 4 or 5 and i had to chant along, and i thought chanting was a moral obligation no one could be excused from, so, I ended up asking my mother: "Mom, how do mute people chant?" We left church that very second because of my family's laughter...Even if I am not a cotholic now, they still remind me of mute people's chanting....

MoMiKa

when i was little i asked what time midnight mass started.

i honestly had no idea.

what time??

At my old church after offering they used to put the trays under this table. and i never saw anyone take it out. so i had this thoery since all the money goes to god that he would like teleport it up to him after everyone left.

missi

i used to think the bell rung in the catholic church during the consecration of the host was rung by angels. i was horrified when, at age 11, i became an altar girl and the priest asked me if i wanted to ring the bell.

i

I used to believe that all nuns were bald. Something about a rite of passage for nuns was in there devotion to God they lost all there hair.....

Michelle

When i was like 4 i didn't understand about the Eucharist at mass and one day in The middle of Church I yelled to my mom LOOK MOM THEY ARE GIVING AWYA FREE SAMPLES! I recived many laughs and funny looks and I didn't understand why my mom woulnd't let me go up to get some!

Jenny