When I was about six, my father introduced me to the map of the world. He pointed to my country (Sri Lanka) and said, 'see this country the size of a grain of rice, that is where we live'. For years after that I lived in mortal fear of waking up one day to find myself and everything around me engulfed in boiling water. I figured if our country is as small as a grain of rice, it's only a matter of time before somebody decided to cook it!
A childhood belief about places
others believed things like this
- i used to think, when i was about 4 that i lived inside a whale because i live ion the country Wales— mike
- I used to think wars started when a sergeant from one country socked a sergeant from another country.— recovering
- I used to believe that every country in the world had the same time. Guess I didn't consider time zones eh?— what are time zones again
- my brother told me rice crispies were really fish eggs we gave to the goldfish. I never ate rice crispies.— johnboy
- I used to belive, that USSR is the best country in the World...:(— Iryna
- When I was little, I used to believe that Illinois (where I lived) was a countryAnon