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When my daughters were little, like three or four, I devised a clever plan to teach them not to whine. When they used a whiny tone of voice I would cock my head and say, "Gee I almost thought I heard someone say something. But I can't hear a whiny voice, only normal tones of voice. I hope if anyone is trying to say something to me that they use a normal tone of voice because if they don't I'll never know what they want."
They both believed this as I made it a rule to NEVER pay attention to whining. (I would listen when they changed their tone and spoke without whining)
Niether child whined after the first few times!
i used to believe that when you sneezed it was your soul trying to escape and so I was always terrified and would cry when i did
I used to believe that all people wearing head phone are deff.
When I was younger, I saw a TV show where there was a guy who had passed out and was lying on the ground. A girl got down and started feeling his wrists and his neck for a moment, then shouted, "I found a pulse!" and the guy woke up. From then on, I thought for certain that if you just touched someone's wrist for a while, you could find a pulse and save their life. I wondered why paramedics sometimes weren't able to save people's lives, if it was that easy.
When I was young my, very superstitious, grandmother would tell my sister and I that everytime we hiccupped a drop of blood would fall off our heart. Everytime i got the hiccupps I would panic and hold my breath or eat a spoon full of suger (upside-down) until they went away, paranoid that my heart would dry out and I would die from them. I still think about it when I feel them coming on!
I use to believe that little blue men worked and lived inside everyones bodies. They would "build", and that's how we would grow. I thought they had hammers, ladders, all things you need for construction.
I used to believe that when my foot fell asleep there were ants crawling up and down under my skin. I still call it "ants" whenever anything on me falls asleep.
When I was about 6, when I got thirsty, I would swallow the saliva in my mouth because I thought it was water and that it was enough to hydrate me
When I was seven, I used to believe that when a people said they "didn't drink" that they did not consume any liquids. I was pretty much perplexed, but figured it might be possible to get enough water from vegetables, fruits and other food products.
I used to believe that when I blinked I would miss something important so I would try my hardest to never blink, because I didn't want to miss anything.
This stopped after my mother asked me what I was doing and she told me the truth.
When I was younger when I would point at someone I would point with my hand under my eye. My dad could never figure why I pointed like that, he realized from my perspective that it looked like people were pointing with their hand under their eye.
For a long time (from when I was about 3 to when I was 7) I thought that whenever my sister or brother grew a lot, and my parents mentioned it, that they had a 'gross purt', or a grosspurt. I really never could find out why anyone wanted to have a gross purt, but my siblings seemed to think that it was cool whenever they had a grosspurt, so eventually I accepted that they were okay. (I also never knew what a growth spurt was when I read it in a book...I started reading really early)
I didn't differentiate the two terms for a long time. Finally, one day, I realized that it really was a growth spurt. It's a lot less interesting, but it make a whole lot more sense.
We used to think that if you ran swinging your arms around, you would run faster.
My daughter told me that she believed that she had to have been deaf and blind before age 5 since she could not remember anything before then.
I was told that beer caused beards to grow and believed it up through my teenage years.
For some reason, I used to believe that you only sneezed out of your nose and not your mouth. So it didn't help that I didn't cover up my mouth properly when sneezing.
I have always been a little spacey and it is often hard for others to get my attention when I am focusing on something. When I was younger I was told by my mother that I had "selective hearing" and I believed for many years that this was the name of a hearing disorder. I would earnestly explain to people if they had trouble getting my attention that it was due to my "selective hearing problem."
My 3 year old son convinced and 8 year old boy that his arm had been cut off and grew back....
a friend of my mum's used to believe that you shouldn't wear underwear in bed because your bum needed to breathe.Her mum told her this.
I used to believe that when my stomach growled, it was Jesus with Lion in my heart .