My Dad used to tell me to go outside the room where he couldn't see me and to hold one hand in the air and another one down by my side. After a few minutes he'd tell me to come back in the room. He would look at my hands, then look at my elbows and tell me which one I had held up! I thought he could see through walls!!! I finally figured out that the hand being held up was paler than the one by my side.
A childhood belief about special powers
others believed things like this
- My teacher held out a hand to say, "stop" but I thought she wanted a high-five.Anon
- i thought that if you held in your fart you burp if you happen to hold both in you explode!— ahh!
- I thought the big hand was for the hour and the smaller one was for the minutes until i was in third grade.— Time Challenged
- I used to think that my right hand wasn't my right hand anymore if I turned around.— Mike
- I used to believe that if I chewed on one side of my mouth too much the other side would get jealous.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