An old neighbor of my grandparents was this gnarly, sea-dog-looking geezer whom I would visit when staying at my Grandparents house for summer or whatever. He used to be a merchant marine and he told me he could "breathe underwater" and that he would teach me how to do it too. My mind was blown by the idea. I was already enamored of the sea anyway so I would day dream about cruising underwater for hours without coming up for air. He never did get around to teaching me. Is that sort of thing possible?
A childhood belief about family
others believed things like this
- i used to believe that pools had underwater doors that sharks were going to swim out of.— marky
- I used to believe eating fish enables me to live underwater and eating veggy makes me prettier!— Melody
- I use to think labor day was neighbor day where you would go out and visit all your neighbors.— euphonic
- I used to believe that My grandparents didn't have any other name except grandma and grandpa.— Emelia
- I used to believe that my grandparents' world was in black and white.— Sara Serés
- I used to think my grandparents were born in prehistoric times.Anon