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I grew up with a cardiovascular condition that required open heart surgery. My parents took me to the doctor for a check-up and I started screaming like a raving lunatic. I got covered in sweat and started crying and my brother even swears I pee'd on myself. My parents finally calmed me down and asked what was wrong. My brother told me that when I went into the doctor's office he was going reach into my chest and pull out my heart, fix it, and then put it back in. He had seen it on one of those Indiana Jones documentaries our father watched...
When I was younger my father told me that if I picked my nose my nostril would stretch to accommodate the size of my finger.
Lord knows I didn't want big holes in my nose so I stopped picking my nose.
When I was little, my older sister was telling me how meat came from different animals. She told me that hamburger (what I was eating at the time) came from cows, and bacon (which I had for breakfast) came from pigs. She then told me how they get the meat out of the animal, the animal poops it out. I sure got some weird looks at lunch my first day at school. Thanks, sis. Thanks :p
When I was little my grandmother gave me slices of swiss cheese and ask me to save her the holes. I carefully ate around each hole leaving a rim and handed her back a plate of holes as she had requested.
I wanted to dress up as a leopard for Halloween and my mom had made me a costume that zipped up the back. As my father was helping me to get dressed he told me a story about my brother dressing up like a dog for Halloween which I didn't understand because I was an only child. Then he pointed to our border collie Truman and told me that Truman used to be my brother but they couldn't find the zipper at the end of the night so he had become our dog. I was never so glad to get out of a costume in my entire life.
I was afraid of elephants due to the "Pink Elephants on Parade" dream sequence from Dumbo. When ever it was time for bed, I was afraid that the pink elephants would come and take me away. To get me to fall asleep, my father would spray "Pink Elephant Repellant" all over my room, rendering it safe for 24 hours from all packaderms.
I slept like a dream, but for over 3 months we had this ritual of the spraying.
Come to find out - it was Aquanet Hairspray, and yes, things in my room were very sticky!!
For most of my early years I believed I was dropped from a plane by gypsies because my parents told me so. One day, I must have been about 7 I happened to look up at a passing plane when it hit me. What were gypsies doing in planes? This was my justification for questioning my parents about this. Apparently they had forgotten they had told me this and burst out laughing that I still believed something they had told me so long ago.
Since both my parents had blue eyes, and my brother and I have blue eyes, I thought that families had to have the same color eyes. A friend was the only blue-eyed person in her brown-eyed family so I was convinced she was adopted for years.
My wife used to believe that the purpose of the stick shift in her Dad's car was to stir the gas.
I used to believe that north was always straight ahead. I could never face south, but I knew it was behind me!
I used to believe that if I didn't finish my dinner at a restaurant, the chef's feelings would be extremely hurt and he wouldn't allow me back at the restarant because I was mean.
I used to believe that when we would fly somewhere there was a separate plane for our luggage. A smaller plane that would fly behind the people plane. Then, it explained why the luggage would take soooo long and why it would get lost sometimes.
When I was little, I asked my grandma why she was so fat when the rest of our family is skinny. She told me that she swallowed an elephant, so I told her that when I grew up I was going to swallow an elephant too.
When I was little, I thought that vacuums were for smoothing out the carpets, not cleaning them. Whenever my mom would vacuum I would tread as lightly as I could across the carpets because I didn't want to ruin them.
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.
When my daughter was 3 I told her that when kids got to big for pacifiers they started tasting bad. About 1 week later I painted every one of her pacifiers with that horrible tasting thumb sucking stuff. She walked around holding a pacifier for about two weeks, but didn't suck it. She believed she had become a big girl when they all tasted bad. She believed this until she was about nine.
my sister and i used to believe that the round bales of hay wrapped up in white plastic (to protect them from rain) were actually the harvest of a marshmallow farm...we still laugh about that to this day when we drive by!
When I was in 3rd grade my english assignment was to read an incomplete story and at the end I was supposed to "draw a conclusion" of how the story ended. My mom was out of town so my dad helped me. We drew a picture of how we think the story ended. I think my teacher laughed the rest of the year after I turned that assignment in!
I used to believe the lines in the road were just decals that could be peeled off. Nearly rubbed a finger raw trying to peel one off one day.
Thanks to my grandmother, I used to believe that my belly button was where Jesus blew me up with a straw.
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