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My mom told be that when you got the hiccups, it meant a little elf was jumping around in your stomach. I tried to calm him down by sitting still or laying down but the hiccups wouldn't stop!
I used to believe that ants walked inside your body and that's what caused an itch.
When I was little, I though there was this little thing inside you that kind of resembled Plankton from Spongbob that had another little thing inside that, and that one had another inside that and so on and when you ate, it would go down your throught and fall into the little thing's mouth and he would swallow it, and then the food would fall into the other little things mouth and so on and so on. Then when the food finally got to the last little person, it got fatter and that was why you grew.
When I was very little, if ever I burped or farted or had snot running from my nose, my mother's reaction would be to say, "Charming" in a haughty voice. Being too young to understand sarcasm, I thought "charming" meant something like "really disgusting". So I was always really confused by stories with Prince Charming in them. I mean, why would Cinderella marry a guy who burped and farted all the time?
I used to beleive that there were little men inside you body who pumped your heart, and made you breath etc.... I always wondered where they went to the bathroom.......
When I was little and someone sneezed, I would always hear someone say "Bless you" So I thought that's what came out when you sneezed. One day, I sneezed and snot got on my hand. I went to my mom and said "Momma! I got bless you on my hand!" It took everything she had not to roll on the floor from laughing
I had a teacher who told my best friend you could breathe out of your tear ducts. To her disapointment, she could not.
I used to believe that when I breathed in and out, it was my mouth doing the work and not my lungs. And when I saw my chest expanding and retracting, I thought it was weird that it did the opposite of a balloon (when you blow, it expands) so I would try to suck in my gut or push it out and try and reverse the in/out process.
when i was in year 6 (i'm british) my teacher told me that someone once thought if you get tired, your heart stops pumping.
i used to think my sister was cold blooded, because she used to say she took cold showers.
As a kid I used to believe that you had to vomit at least once a year to get rid of all the food you ate.
When I was very young, I observed a lady breastfeeding a baby and asked my mother what she was doing. She explained to me that the mother produces milk to feed to the baby... As my dad always had a cup of coffee in the morning, I naturally assumed that this meant the father must somehow produce coffee for the baby.
To this day I still want coffee flavoured nipples.
I used to believe that grown men never ever cried, because I would never see my dad cry. I was quite shocked when I saw a male teacher cry at my sister's graduation.
when u cover ur nose from a bad smell the smell migh go into ur mouth and ur breath might smell like that lol and to this day i still beleive in that
I used to bilieve that if you yawned with your eyes closed that you would fall asleep.
I used to believe that if I didn't think about something for long enough I would forget it.
My friend Jane told me in graphic biological detail how babies are made. I was 9, I knew she hadn't made it up because no-one could have an imagination that wild! I felt a little sullied by knowing and tried not to think about it so that I would forget it. Guess what? it didn't work. But as I get older, I'm 43 now, I find I don't have to try so hard, somedays I could forget my name.
When we were about 6 and 8, my sister and I discovered that we could burp when we drank cola. We though it was realy funny and kept on doing it all the time. My mother began to be upset and told us that we should stop doing that because it would disform our stomach. We didn't bother 'til she told us that disform stomach coudn't digest chocolate and sweet pastries.
up until i think 6th grade, i used to think that every time a person spit, they lost a bunch of tastebuds, and so that is why grown men (who in my small town, i often saw spitting) always ate so much... because they had tasting troubles!
When i was really young, i remember thinking how people breathed when they were kissing. that's because i thought kissing entailed suction (like hoovering) of air and saliva from the other person's mouth continuously!
when i was little, i used to believe that the boy i liked was not really a person.i thought he was not like us, he doesn't pee or sleep...gosh...i was so silly!!!!