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When i was in elementary school a girl from my class told me that she heard that if farmers dont milk there cows, the cows will go caboom, and all the milk would fly everywhere! I believed her for about two years...
I wanted a bird so my dad said that if I could pour salt on a birds tail i could keep it. I ran around the yard all day with a salt shaker. No Bird!
At the age of five I overheard my fifteen year old brother say "We have to go plant Uncle Dick today", in regards to the cremated remains of my Uncle, whose funeral was that day.
I surmised, and believed for several years, that trees grew from people. People died and were "planted", at which time they grew in to trees...
When I was a little girl my brother told me that white, styrofoam packing peanuts were, in fact, ghost poop. It seemed perfectly logical to my 4 year old ears, and from what little I knew about ghosts it looked exactly like what ghost poop should look like.
My aunt was a heavy smoker for a period in the late 60s, early 70s. When I was a kid, she told me about how she smoked 3 packs a day until one day, she "quit cold turkey." I felt my family had a personal stake in this, since we always invited her over for Thanksgiving. I gave myself a little pat on the back for our collective efforts.
Until I was about 12-13 years old I was scared to touch an electric guitar. Everyone I knew or saw on tv that was touching one had really big hair. I thought I would get electrocuted. And my hair would look like that.
My brother told me that cat's beeped when you squeezed them. (Lightly of course) He'd squeeze them and beep and I thought it was the cat. I thought I was squeezing wrong for some time.
I use to believe that thunder was created by 2 clouds bumping into one another. Mom told me this and she still believes it.
I was really young when I saw the movie "Honey I Shrunk the Kids" and for some reason this movie convinced me that my Mom had a shrinking machine somewhere in the house. I would very carefully enter rooms, fearing that the machine was in there and that I would be shrunk. My Mom stepped on every bug she ever saw so I knew if she saw me I would be a goner!
I used to think insects would walk along tree branches and *poof* become a leaf. I misunderstood buds for bugs.
My brothers and I used to believe that grated parmesan cheese was "cooler off'er" and when we sprinkled it on our hot spaghetti it would make it cool enough for it to eat. We still call it "cooler off'er" instead of cheese.
As a young child I believed that when I turned into an adult I'd have to go in the store naked to get adult clothes.
When I was younger I used to believe that Albuquerque was in Japan, because my Japanese grandparents had a house there. This illusion was shattered when the pizza man came to the door and spoke english.... and was white.
I believed that when you farted, bubbles came out from your bum. And I couldn't figure out how come there were never any just hanging around. And then one day I figured it out! The bubbles were popping on our clothes (underwear), of course! It made total sense.
When I was about 5 or 6 my pet goldfish arthur died and when I came home from school to find an empty bowl, my possibly evil big brother told me that he had flown (yes flown) to the bottom of the garden with his fish family in the tree whilst also wearing a yellow rain mac, matching hat and boots. I thought this was the coolest thing and told all the kids in my class and my parents were called in as the teachers thought I was "special". He also told me he was my teacher and used to dress up as a nun every day.... yet again I believed it... doh
When I was about 3 or 4, I used to belive that the steam coming from the back of an airplaine was the airplaine farting
When my children were growing up we were very close with another family and often our visits would last past regular bedtime. On occasion the visit would turn into a sleep over. One night the other family was getting ready to leave but as usual the other mother and I lingered, still chatting at the door. My oldest daughter and her's repeatedly interupted asking for a sleep over. Again and again they were told no but they kept asking. Finally I turned and said "read my lips, the answer is no" to which my daughter burst out crying "But I can't read!"
When I was younger, I asked my mom what heaven was like. She told me it was basically like a big ballroom, where you spent forever dancing and singing. I never liked to dance, or sing, so I thought it sounded really boring.
My grandpa had a knack for kite flying. He could send pieces of paper all the way up the string to the kite. One day, one fell off that I didn't see: he rubbed it on the grass and then told me it hit the moon; the green edges on the paper were proof, since the moon is made of green cheese. Unfortunately, I was laughed out of "show and tell" in kindergarden when I related this story.
I used to believe that if I went to Antarctica I could stand upside down. (That's when i first learned of a globe)
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