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In sex education when we were younger, the girls had a tape to watch about periods and body hair and the like; and the boys had a tape they watched about erections and wet dreams and such. After watching our own videos, we switched and watched the oppostie gender's videos. However, the teacher didn't give us any explanation about what happened to little boys; and the tape was painfully general. Following the scene of poor little Timmy having a "strange accident" in his bed and being too embarrassed to tell his parents, I thought that when boys got older, they all had trouble with peeing the bed.
My friend used to think that because he was brown and had brown poo, white people must have white poo. I'm not sure when he discovered the truth
I used to believe that the testicles were where urine was stored and the butt-cheeks were where poop was stored.
Whwn I was little I thought women pooped out of their vagina.
When I was younger, I never realized that pooing was a way to get rid of the food that you ate earlier, I always just thoguht it would keep piling up until eventually you would have to empty yourself out somewhere
I used to believe that fat people were full of pee, and if they snagged themselves on something, they would spring a leak.
I used to believe women peed out of their vaginas.
When I was little I loved to eat beans and I used to believe that I only pooped because I ate beans. So, for a week I stopped eating beans, but of course it didn't help any; however, I still refuse to eat beans.
When I was a child I asked my mum why poo and wee were called poo and wee. She said that they weren't the actual names, they were just what my brother and I called them. I took this to me that we had invented the words ourselves and they had spread to worldwide usage. I was very proud of us!
I used to believe that if you drank while peeing, it would go straight through. At age 4, I decided to try it. Of course I found out that I was wrong. The bad part was that I wasn't very coordinated at age 4. Trying to drink water while standing to pee resulted in me peeing on the floor and getting a spanking.
I used to believe that black people crapped brown and white people crapped white. Having never seen a white person's poop, I had no idea that this wasn't true. Now I've still never seen a white person's excrement but I also know it's not true.
I used to believe that when girls pee'd they would hover over the toilet. I finally was tod that they sit down (well, OK, saw that they sit down) when I walked in on my girlfriend. That was last yaer when I was 18.
When I was about 5 I thought if you peed and pooped at the same time it would come out as diareah. So I would cover myself when i pooed so I would pee till i pooed to make sure to not have diareah.
Presumably this happens to everyone, (unless you're in an outhouse, or a l-o-n-g way above the water).
Payment for the relief you get is often taken immediately in the form of a cold splash, usually dead center, of whatever liquid is in the bowl, I always hope it is just clear water, not mixed with anything yellow.
Which brings me to what I used to believe.
I used to believe that, when doing 'the big job', our body was programmed to do it's business first, and only then did our bladder get it's turn. It worked that way most of the time. I marvelled at the 'rightness' of such an arrangement.
I must admit, though, I still wonder...
There's an old joke in my family that's been passed down for generations as a means of curbing pyromaniacal behavior. "If you play with fire (or a campfire [ie: throw weeds, leafs, fireworks, etc. in it]), then you'll wet the bed!" I believed this well into the 7th grade. It has recently been taught to the children of family friends, who rarely play with fire.
I used to believe that girls' poop smelled worse than boys' poop.
Before the age of six, I thought that pooping had absolutely nothing to do with your digestive system or eating and that it was just this pointless thing your body did. Boy was I surprised when I saw that episode of the Magic School Bus!
I didn't think girls did anything other than powder their nose and talk in the bathroom until I was thirteen years old. They were too nice and sweet to do the kinda crap (literally!) that guys do in there!
As a child I heard that my Aunt Lydia was inclined to have "accidents". At first I was puzzled as to what that meant. But eventually I learned her "accidents" were "number two" accidents, in other words, pooping in her pants. I'd been so indoctrinated as to some things being "naughty", that I thought that there was something more innocent and pure about Aunt Lydia than about some of us. Doing something "naughty" by accident was surely more innocent than doing it on purpose. Since my own poops, for example, weren't accidents, I thought that made me naughtier than Aunt Lydia. I sometimes envied her, wishing I pooped only by accident, and never on purpose, so I could be more pure and innocent.
As a child I guess I had no conception of conservation of matter, and thought it certainly didn't apply to pooping. I thought that pooping was a matter of your body creating something out of nothing, and that it could go on indefinitely. I had nightmares in which I was uncontrolably pooing over a long period of time, unable to stop until I despired of any hope that I wouldn't go on to fill the entire universe with shit. And for a long time I lived in mortal fear that just such a thing was entirely possible in real life.