When I was younger my family would often take trips up into the mountains to our lake house. During my first trip up my mom announced that we were going to start climbing the mountain. Of course, she meant we were going to stay in the car and follow the road up but I was convinced she had packed grappling hooks and harnesses and we were going to climb the mountain like they do Mt. Everst. I immediately burst into tears, scared for my life. My mom eventually calmed me down and, hey, I got an ice cream cone out of it.
A childhood belief about landscape
others believed things like this
- I was convinced that hot air sinks. Why else are mountain tops cold, and Death Vally is so hot?— Not-my-wife
- On family road trips, my parents always told me that water towers were filled with chocolate.— Edith
- I used to think that the chorus of "mountain song" by jane's addiction was in a different language— nothing'sshocking
- I used to believe that when I went to the mountain I would find an ancient monster or find some treasure— Yazer Solorzano
- I thought the Mountain of Olives was made out of Olives— Tanuki
- My dad would tell me that if the ice cream van was playing a tune it meant that he had no ice cream left. Duh!Anon