bad habits

I used to believe…

My grandmother told me that if you picked your nose and ate the snot then the bogies would turn into little white worms in your tummy (uuugh!). I still believed it even when my Mum said it was a lie - I thought she was just protecting me from the awful truth.

I used to believe…

My Great Nan told me of a girl who sucked her thumb until there was only a bone left - I quickly switched preferred thumb from my right to left, so that I would still be able to write even if my left thumb was sucked to the bone!

I used to think that biting my nail helped my dental hygiene. After biting a long strip off my nail i wold use it to pick food out from between them...then along came dental floss!

I use to bite my nails untill one day my mom said that my nails were going to stop growing and one day I would not have anymore nails to bite.Of course I stop and to this day I dont bite my nails.

i used to believe that a dirty man would come out of the nose and bite your hand if you picked your nose too many times.The description ofthe man which my parents gave me was very frightful and even now i always think twice before picking my nose!

I used to believe…

It's strange how you can justify your bad habits...I always believed biting my nails was the reason I'd never had a filling or tooth out at the dentists...something daft about fortifying my enamel with calcium...and that I should keep eating my nails for nutritional value...

I used to believe my big sister when she said,if you pick your nose your head caves in

I was told when I was little that if I sucked my thumb the hair on it would keep growing and growing until my thumb was covered in hair like Cousin It and then I would cough up hairballs like my cats. Scared me straight! I mean who wants cousin it for a thumb? hehe

I used to believe…

My daughter used to bite her fingernails. Nothing I did would make her stop. One day I found a picture of the Venus de Milo and told her that she'd end up like that if she kept biting her nails. Unfortunately, that didn't work for very long either.

I used to believe…

when I was 5-6 I saw a man in a wheelchair...I asked my grandfather why he was in that chair and couldn't walk. He told that's what happens when you pick your nose and eat it.

I was about seven when my great aunt told me that if I continued to bite my nails the pieces would form in a ball around my heart and kill me.

I used to use an old trailer at my grandparents' house as a playhouse. Once my aunt came over to 'visit' and, playing hostess, I brought her an ashtray. "Oh, I don't smoke" she said. "You don't?" I asked, incredulous. I was about 3 or 4 and because my parents and many of my relatives smoked, I thought all adults smoked!

I used to believe…

When I was little, my Mothjer told me that if I chewed my nails, they would grow and grow in my stomach. You'd think this would have put me off, but I have never had unbitten nails - and I'm now 41!!

I used to believe…

When I was little my Mom used to read the Enquirer and she told me that she read that a little boy died from eating his nails and when they did the autopsy, they found his stomach full of undigested nail fragments!

I used to believe…

When I was about 3 or 4 my mom told me if I suck my thumb I will wake up one day and it will taste really bad since it will start rotting and will soon fall off if I keep sucking it. I awoke one morning with an awful burning. Drinking water only made it hotter. Mom told me it was starting to rot. I never sucked it again. I now know it hot pepper she put on me.

I used to believe…

Everybody in my family used to tell me that if I kept sucking my thumb, it would shrink and all that would be left is a tiny little nub. From that day on until I was about 10, I compared my thumbs every morning.