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from about kindergarten to seventh grade i thought your voice box was like a battery and when you lost your voice your voice battery needed to be recharged.
When I was young I used to believe that tiny people lived inside my body and worked as all the body functions like stomach and liver and when I was sick I used to imagine the virus in my body as a monster. I used to believe that the tiny people would get the swords and shields out and go to war with the virus until the tiny people won. Sorry if that was confusing!
I went to see a performance of The Nutcracker one Christmas when I was about 6. I got sick during the performance and for years after believed it was the ballet that made me sick and refused to watch it again.
You know when you get up from sitting for a long time and you feel a little dizzy and see stars? When I was little, my brother told me that if those stayed for too long, they would become permanent. Every time it happened I would try to shake them out of my eyes just to be safe!
I used to think that the things you get in your teeth were called feelings.
I believed that an allergy was something you were terrified of, I had a friend allergic to dogs and one allergic to bees. I met a boy with a wheat allergy and I laughed and laughed and laughed! The girl with the peanut allergy got me going to.
I decided that only thing I was allergic to was tigers. I believed this until at least the age of 14.
When I was really little (like maybe 3 or 4), I was afraid I might break my mom into tiny pieces if I hugged her too tight. I imagined she could shatter like glass. I was always careful not to squeeze much and to keep my arms kind of relaxed so I wouldn't hurt her. I have no idea why I developed this belief, but eventually I told my mom about it and she set me straight.
When I was young and I sneezed but no one said 'bless you' and would quickly say 'Blessyoume' to bless myself.
I didn't realise that the saying 'Blessyoume' made no sense until I was 17 and my mum laughed at me for saying it.
I used to think that everyone had a limited amount of words they could use in their life (a limited amount of mouth movements, and a limited amount of sound), and so when you silently mouthed words, you were using up your mouth movements, and so in the end, you'd have extra sound you wouldn't be able to use.
I thought if you took a bunch of little baby steps when you walked you would walk faster than taking normal steps since you were stepping so much faster
I used to believe that hiccups were an ingredient in fizzy drinks, so when I got hiccups I thought it was because I had swallowed a hiccup from the drink :)
I thought if you cry too much you get scars on your cheeks where all the tears fell down. I'm still not sure this isn't true..
I used to believe that the gunk on the back of my ears was really glue, and if I picked it off my ears would fall off of my head.
I used to believe that all my energy "came from my nipples and my back" I literally said that to my parents.
When I was 6, my 16-year-old cousin came to live with us. I am an only child so I looked up to her like a big sister. One time, I saw that her nails were clear and shiny. So I thought she let the water run over her nails and dried. I tried to do that many times but the water always ran off my nails. I was so upset!
I used to believe, and still do, that after spinning for a long time, spinning in the opposite direction would cancel out the dizzy.
I used to believe that a 'soul' was an organ of the human body, such as a kidney or lung.
When I was little, I used to believe we ran on batteries. I believed this until about 8 when I had asked when we needed to replace them and was told how the human body works.
when i was young i heard my mom talking about someone who had lost their voice. i thought about how that could be possible. i came to the conclusion that i only had a limited amout of voice and i needed to save as much of it as i could. i wasnt much of a talker.
I used to believe that iodine was monkey blood. My dad used toput it on our cuts and told us it stained because it was monkey blood.