I thought snot was made by a little person who lived in my sinuses, and I thought that if I could only get that person out of my nose, then I wouldn't have to blow my nose anymore.
Similarly, I thought saliva was made in a cauldron by a sinister guy with a deep voice who lived in a creepy room behind my saliva duct. I thought that he'd occasionally dip his spoon into the cauldron and taste it, like you do when you make soup, which gave me the creeps.
A childhood belief about general
others believed things like this
- I used to think that if you didn't blow your nose and just sniffed the snot up, you head would blow up.Anon
- I thought if i picked my nose too many times, my head would blow up.— i m a moron
- I always thought that a little person lived inside each mailbox waiting to take my letter to its destination.— Anne
- When I was little I used to think I was the only person in the whole world with a nose.— Meg
- The first time I saw a black person (I was about 3), I thought he was made of chocolate.— Ronne
- I used to believe the boogeyman lived in my nose— Shelby