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I used to belief that i was a lefty because my heart was on the left side, and that people who where right handed had their heart on the right side
When I was pre- preschool age, I used to think that vomit was manufactured by a special vomit gland. So one day I was playing with my friend up the street and I was rolling him down the hall in a laundry basket. Suddenly, the lid popped off, he came out and had a pile of spaghetti in front of him. His mom hurried me out the door without answering any of my questions. My Mom also was reluctant and almost secretive about telling me exactly where that spaghetti came from. I was confused about that for another couple of years.
When I was little I believed that when my foot fell asleep it really was sleeping and that I needed to wake it up, so I would run cold water on it and if that didn't worked I would turn some music on or make alot of noise to wake it up!
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!
I used to believe that whenever someone hic-uped their bones were growing. Hence the little jumps meant your bones were pushing each other away to make room for more bone!
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.
I used to believe, and still do, that after spinning for a long time, spinning in the opposite direction would cancel out the dizzy.
when i was a kid i thought you stopped breathing when you fell asleep. when my mother would come in to check on me at naptime i held my breath - no wonder she always stood there so long!
Lol, I have no idea why, but when I was like 9, I used to beleive that you "took a picture" everytime you blinked and that when you died and went to Heaven, you got to see the "pictures" of your life! I got a lot of strange looks directed at me when I was in public and rapidly blinking, but sometimes I would try not to blink to often so that I wouldn't have to look at boring pictures when I died lol :P
When I was maybe 4-7 I thought that you only had as much blood in your body as you were born with, and you could never make more. I was quite afraid of bleeding, since I thought that my body's blood supply was slowly being depleted and if I got too many scrapes I would soon die.
My mom told me and my brother that if we sniffed instead of blow our noses that our heads would explode. I believed it for a long time and would always freak out when my friends would sniff. I was so scared they're heads would explode
I was told once that when i blew my nose i blew a brain cell into my head and then i started to blow my nose every minute and my head hurt for weeks
Whenever I would get goose bumps I believed that my body was growing, expanding ever so slightly. Due to my short stature I resulted to tickling myself to encourage the goose bumps.
My mother used to say every morning that she had to " go put her face on" meaning her makeup. One day I asked her that if she was going to put on her face then what was that on her head!
I thought it was impossible for anyone to lift more than their own body weight. Just seemed to make sense..
When I was about five or six, I noticed that when one person would yawn, the person next to them would yawn, then another person, etc. This was an interesting phenomenon that I was sure I could puzzle out. Well, I knew that there were these "invisible" latitude and longitude lines surrounding the earth, and I knew that the earth spun. So I figured that whenever you passed under one of the lines, you would yawn. Then the next person would pass under and they'd yawn, etc.
Once when I was little' I had my first dream. I ran into my mom's room shouting " Mommy, Mommy! When I closed my eyes I saw a story!" My mom didn't tell me about what this was until I was about 6.
Because women could produce milk I thought it only made sense that men made coffee. Now it makes sense why I don't drink coffee.
I used to think I was allergic to spoons (what a spoon!)
Noticing that saliva had a habit of squirting out of my mouth on occasion, I asked my mother about it, and referring to the sublingual salivary gland, she said that it was due to a gland beneath my tongue. However, I misheard "gland" as "clam," and the next time the gland unleashed a jet of saliva, I told my father that it was from a clam in my mouth.