bad habits: picking my nose

I used to believe…

my brother used to pick his nose when he was little. one time my dad caught him and told him that he shouldn't do it because he could scratch his brain.
i've never seen him pick his nose again.

I used to believe…

My dad lost half of his ring finger a couple of days before I was born so I never knew him with it. All my siblings and I always had our fingers in our noses so he would tell us that he was picking his nose one day when he was little, in the car and his mother hit a bump and half his finger got stuck up there. We didn't stop picking, we just stopped picking in front of him but my younger brother believed it long enough to pass it on to other kids his age.

I used to believe…

My mother told me that if I picked my nose my nostrils would expand and become extremely wide. I had an uncle who had an unpleasantly big nose and wide nostrils so my mom would say that my nose would be just like his because he picked his nose when he was a kid. I used to believe this until I was a teenager!

I used to believe…

When I was little, my mom told me that if I ate my boogers they would turn into worms and chew at my insides. I stopped eating my boogers.

I used to believe…

When i was little, i always wondered why my grandpa had big nostrils and one finger with no nail. So i asked him why. I remember him saying he poked his nose a lot and that the booger monster bit his fingernail off. So i never picked my nose and now i tell my kids the same thing.

I used to believe…

To scare me out of picking my nose, my grandmother told me the boogers would turn into worms.

...This only made me try harder.

I used to believe…

when I was very young i used to eat my boogers until my mom told me that I would get tuberculosis and die if I kept doing it. I believed that one up until my teen years.

I used to believe…

when I was 5 my mom told me to stop picking my nose and ofcourse i didnt listen so she told me that I picked my nose and ate all the boogers I wouldnt be able to breath and die :( pretty harsh but I believed her

I used to believe…

When I was little, my mom told me if I ate my boogers I would get worms like the dog.

I used to believe…

When I was younger, I used to think that little dwarfs lived in my nose and mined booges like crystals. I was afraid to hurt the dwarfes if i picked my nose. I imagined them like the ones in Snow White.

I used to believe that if you picked your nose too much it would fall off and it would bleed all the time and never stop. So I would go around and say " You better stop picking your nose or it will fall off"!!

I used to believe…

my mother always told me that if I picked my nose my eyeballs would fall out of my head! I knew that when you sneezed your eyes always shut so I always thought there was a definite relationship between one's eye and nose functions.

I used to believe that the reason I would get sore throats were of all the buggers I ate, and they amassed into one large bugger patty in my throat

i use to belive that when you picked your nose when you were ill and ate your bogeys it would make you better

I used to believe…

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.

I used to believe…

On the bus in elementary school there was a boy picking his nose. I started yelling how gross it was (especially since he ate it) when he argued back that boogers were made of sugar. I argued it was dirt and other gross stuff but he honestly believed they were sugar and ate them like candy.