When I was very young, one of my mum's very good friends would come round to see us. Me and my sister liked him coming over as he liked to laugh and joke with us and we found him entertaining.
Sometimes he'd be sat on the sofa and we'd run up to him and grab his right leg nad he'd say to us "Careful now, that's my driving leg".
I was convinced that his leg was somehow special or fragile and we should be careful of it because he need it for this mysterious "driving".
It was only when I finally bought my first car 2 years ago (when I was 23) that I remembered and thought about this again and realised how much he'd been having me and my sister on.
A childhood belief about general
others believed things like this
- i thought going to school was getting on the bus and driving round all day until they dropped you off. Anon
- I thought that a person's motorskills meant how good they were at driving!Anon
- I would think that every car that either my mom or dad wasnt driving a ghost was drivingAnon
- I had an 18 lb. cat who ate rubber bands, I used to believe she could bounce away if not careful.— Dawn
- I used to look for raisins in the ocean when mum told me to be careful of the currents— Karina
- I thought driving while having to pee was illegal.Anon