My dad told me that light is made up of photons, and he casually mentioned that "no one can see a photon." I was convinced that I was the only one who could see them because I thought that the dust particles you can see under a desk lamp where "photons."
A childhood belief about special powers
others believed things like this
- We had an antique lamp that I thought was hideous and for years I thought "Art Deco" was a synonym for ugly.Anon
- I believed that fairies lived in lamp posts - their front doors were the little holes where the key fits.— Janice
- I used to believe that when I used up all the sheets in my desk scratch pad, I would be married.— Barb
- I used to believe that the dust on top of doors was poisonous.— draconid
- What about "Another one buys a Datsun." You know, instead of "Another one bites the dust.— e-man
- I used to believe that the song "Another one bites the dust" was "Another one rides the bus"— Emmy