As a kid, my brother, sisters and I were told that for a letter to arrive at its destination, we had to say the name of the city and state aloud into the mailbox. Why? Because a very small man waited inside the mailbox to collect and sort the mail, and he needed to know which pile to put it on.
Although I never believed this story, my younger sister did until she was almost 10. My brother and I caught her in the act one afternoon--but she realized she'd been duped when she heard us laughing hyterically. The truth can be cruel.
A childhood belief about in the street
others believed things like this
- I always thought that a little person lived inside each mailbox waiting to take my letter to its destination.— Anne
- I waited for the mail to come on my 11th birthday so that I could get my letter to Hogwarts... It never came.— Charlie
- My sister just recently realized that the lyric "more than a woman" wasn't 4 letter woman!— Anne
- when i was small my brother always told me that if you picked your nose your head would cave in— Eric
- When I was very small. by older brother told me that if I "Kissed my own elbow, I would turn into a boy."Anon
- First I believed that my parents were brother and sister. Then I thought that my dad was also my mums dad. — Rainbow