when i was in first grade a classmate of mine broke his arm rather badly, and was hospitalized for about a week a a result. it had happened on a sunday, needless to say, he wasn't at school the next day. all the kids notived something was different, and the undercurrent of conversation in he class was "why isn't todd here?" then my teacher got up and made an annoucment. "Todd's mother has mjust called to inform me that Todd won't be here for several days, he accidently rode his bicycle of the porch, and broke his arm. Why don't we all make some cards for him? I'm sure it's very lonely for him in the hospital."
Well, i, having heard that assumed hat Todd;s arm was broken OFF and on my card was a picture of him in a hospital bed, minus an arm, and the arm in a smaller ber next to him. When Todd returned the following week and told us about the pins they'd put in his shoulder and showed his cast, and i figured the 2 togerther were holding his arm in place. "how awful" i though, he'll have to wear that thing forever" luckily, i found out he truth when Todd's cast was removed 6 weeks later.
A childhood belief about being ill
others believed things like this
- I once refused to believe in Thursday. I'd heard there were seven days in a week, but could only name six.Anon
- When I was smaller I used to think that if I broke the Tv the characters would come out x]Anon
- I used to believe that when people broke bones, doctors would give them a new part of the body they broke. — Kelly
- I used to believe that if you broke your arm, it broke off. And that if you got shot, you automatically died.— Mary Beth
- I thought that when you broke a bone, it broke completely off.— gin
- When I was, like, three, i thought my cat was an evil sorcerer and would cast a spell on me. XD— Bobbet