This must be prefaced by saying that I am a white girl.
When I was about 5 or 6, my best friend and I were playing in the snow. We had just learned about Martin Luther King Jr. that day in school, and we both thought he was a pretty amazing. My friend announced that when she grew up, she was going to be Martin Luther King Jr.; but I had decided that I was going to be Martin Luther King Jr. We got in a huge, tearful fight about it because I knew there could only be one (splitting the world wasn't an option!) and my mom eventually had to come and take me home.
A childhood belief about getting older
others believed things like this
- I used to believe Martin Luther King chose your birthday.Anon
- When I was little, my dad had a friend named Scott. I thought my dad's friend was the king of Scotland— Uhhh....
- I grew up believing meerkats have human hands because I learned about meerkats from The Lion King.Anon
- when i was a kid, i used to believe i was actually a king who was in a coma dreaming about being a kid.— r
- i used to believe that god was the king in sleping beuty — stupid:D
- I used to believe that if you kiss a frog then the would would really turn into a king.— jing