When I was two my family gave me a Chinese hat. They hoped it would tether me to my Chinese roots. It did, and I wore the hat everwhere -- until my aunt told me (well, she never actually said this, but this is what I morbidly interpreted) that a monster lived in the hat and was just waiting for the right moment to cave in my skull and eat my brain. I never wore it again, and my family didn't know why until a couple years ago.
A childhood belief about appearance
others believed things like this
- I used to belief that the Muslim women who wore their garment wore it because they were bald.Anon
- I didn't quite grasp the concept of time zones, and thought that Chinese kids went to school at night.— Giselle
- I used to think that all Dutch people wore clogs and lived in windmills— American
- I used to believe that if you touched Chinese people, they would break.— Christian
- i used to believe that euthanasia has something to do with young chinese people— CW
- i used to believe that if you picked
your nose your brain would cave in...— mr bogtrotter