body functions

I used to believe…

My brother once told me that everyone has to break atleast one bone in his/her life. I eventually asked my mom and got the clear idea that thats not really true.

i always used to believe dat if someone said when u choked 'did it go down da wrong way' i thought dat meant u had 3 holes i ur mouth an only 1 of them was da right hole,an if it went down da wrong hole u would choke an i was confused because when i looked in da mirror an opened my mouth i couldnt find da 3 holes

I used to believe…

im the youngest in my family and i didnt know anything really about sex and stuff and my family told me u can get aids if you have and ich and dont scrach it so i would make sure eveyone was scraching even myself

i always believed that when you went to sleep that your eyes rolled back and looked at your brain until one day my mom said "im tired. i think i'll go watch the back of my eyelids." then i realized your eyes dont roll back.

I used to believe…

one of the preschoolers I work with had this priceless bit of wisdom:

Girl: why do I pee?
Me: I don't know, why do you pee?
Girl: because that's what comes out of my vagina

I used to believe…

When I was about 2yrs. old, I asked my mom what sneezing was. She told me that it was when little things got in your nose and sometimes the body rejects them. From then on i thought my body was some kind of fancy hotel, so whenever the little things got in my nose, some of them had to leave because the body was full.

I used to believe…

When i was a child i use to believe that i had 2 stomachs, one for supper and one for desert. When i said i was full, my mom said "Well i guess you can't have desert"....little did she know, i had another stomach for that.

I used to believe that there was a city in my stomach. and that there were little people living in there...when ever I drank water, that was their rain...when ever I had rice...that was the snow.
But I was always weary of not swallowing any seeds from fruit...because those were asteroids.

I used to believe…

This is actually my son's belief.He thought i used to pee out of my butt.One day in a public restroom,my son was standing back by the toilet while i peed(he was only three),he announced nice and loud for all to hear,Mom,you pee out your butt,just like a horse!Yes i stayed in the stall until the coast was clear

I used to believe…

when i was younger... i used to cry every time i would fart... b/c my friend told me once, that if you farted too much... you would lose all the air inside of you-- and deflate lke a big balloon.

I used to believe…

my brother used to believe he could drown off his spit. when he got too much saliva in his mouth, he would spit down his shirt to avoid certain death....... needless to say, i never borrowed my brother's shirts.

I used to believe…

when I was young I used to believe that underwear was a filter for farts. so then I thought that if I didn't wear any underwear they could smell worse. then I decided to play a joke on my brothers. so one day my brothers were in the living room watching TV. I decided not to wear any underwear, just my pants and I started running in circles and farting really hard and loud in the living room with my brothers in it so they could smell it. I had eaten a can of beans that day. And I kept saying, my farts are not filtered. but then, to my surprise, one of the farts came out wet and from that day on I always wore a pair.

I used to believe…

When I was maybe 7 years old, my Mom had a boyfriend who ate like a pig, but was skinny as a rail. I asked why. My Mom said it was because he had a hollow leg. I was skeptical, but basically accepted it. I don't even know when I realized how ridiculous her explanation was. But it was years.

i used to think that adults could read your mind and whe i wasnt around they would like talk to eachother about what iwas thinking so i would always make sure i wasnt thinking anything bad or mean because i thought they would know

I use to think that girls didn't fart then i heard my sister flactuate one day i was like "HOW DID YOU DO THAT" i then learned everyone farted even the president i laughed days after

I used to believe…

Ok, when I was 6 or 7 my Uncle got lung cancer. I remember coming into the kitchen and seeing my mum upset, and she told me that he had cancer on his lungs. At least I assume that's what she said, I now know that's what he had, but at the time I must have misheard, aside from the fact that I didn't know what cancer was, because I vividly recall having a mental image of a pair of lungs with ANTS crawling all over them! I was horrified at the thought of such a disease!!!