When I was about 4 or 5 years old we had a milkman who had red hair. Also, even though my parents were blond and brunette, I had bright red hair. Occasionally, in an attempt to make conversation with me, adults would ask where I had gotten my red hair.
On one occasion when I was somewhere with my mischievous father, I was presented this question and he quickly interceded. He gleefully said, “From the milkman!” Of course, I believed him so that became my standard answer until one day my Mother overheard me give it. Upon regaining her composure, she demanded knowing where I had come up with such a notion. I explained and she kindly but sternly told me not to credit our milkman with my red hair ever again.
A childhood belief about hair
others believed things like this
- I used to think that everybody's hair was black and if you had blond hair, you dyed your hair.— ~_~CoolKid93_~_
- I believed that if you ate a piece of your own hair, a new strand of hair would grow on your head.— Ryo
- I used to hold my hand over my hair whenever i left the house and it was windy incase my hair blew away— lisa
- I used to believe that you could curl your hair by twirling a strand of hair wrapped around your finger— Anonymous
- I used to think that bleaching your hair meant washing your hair with toilet bleach.Anon
- When I was little I thought that dying your hair means you kill your hair.Anon