I used to believe all old men with white hair (like my grandpa had) were my grandpas. My neighbor growing up was an older man with white hair, and every time I saw him I'd say "hi grandpa!!" He always said hi back. I never believed that all old women were my grandmas, because I had 2 grandmas and a great grandma and they all had different colored hair.
A childhood belief about family
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 believe that when I got old my red hair would turn pink before it went white.Anon
- 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