I rememember getting a helium balloon, and mom tied it to my wrist so I wouldn't lose it. But it chafed, so I squirmed my wrist out of the knot. Sure enough, it slipped out of my hand and floated away. I was unfazed, believing that when Dad got home, he could just get the ladder and climb up to get it (just like he did when my ball was on the roof of the garage).
A childhood belief about toys
others believed things like this
- My sister told me once that if I sucked too much helium out of a balloon, my lungs would explode.Anon
- I used to think that if you had a garage sale that meant you were selling the garage!— ~Curtis~
- I used to think volleyball was actually called "ball-y ball"Anon
- I used to believe your belly button was a knot that held you together - my parents had wierd anatomical views— anne
- i used to think that when a fish floated to the top it was sleeping.— Kriket Evens
- I used to think that the expression "The former or the latter?" was actually "The farmer or the ladder?" — Fitzwilliam