When I was a child, in the 80's, I asked my father why radio stations sometimes came in clearer when I stood near or touched the antenna. He explained that we all had a metal plate in our heads and that the closer we stood to the radio, the stronger the signal would get. I believed this up until I was 13, when I was finally set straight after I told my teacher about it one day in science class.
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When I was little, my brother told me that if he caught me and pushed my belly button...my legs would fall off.
I don't know why, but I thought that the blinking of your eyes was what allowed you to talk.
When I was little, my cousin told me my moles on my skin would eventually turn into actual moles that would claw out of my skin. I was afraid of my own moles for the longest time!
As a kid I used to believe when a body part fell asleep it was growing. It took me a while to realize that if that were true I would be something like 10 feet tall.
I don't know why, but for some reason I thought that blinking your eyes powered your speech.
When I was younger, I was told I had a long tongue a lot. One day, I accidentally touched my uvula with my tongue. I actually convinced myself that I had just licked my brain, because that is one of the few body parts inside of me that I had heard about because I was only in preschool. One day, I was at some local store, and I told my mom, "Mom, I just licked my brain!" My mom responded "That is impossible darling." She made me really sad because I thought I could do something no one else could do. But I would not let her stop me from being unique! It was one day that I wanted to see myself lick my brain in front of the mirror that I learned my mom was right.
Until I was about 4, I believed that those biceps grown-ups talked about where placed on the elbow, and that that was the only measurment of how strong a person was. I dreamt of having huge, long elbows when I grew up.
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I used to believe that when people broke bones, doctors would give them a new part of the body they broke.
I was scared of ever getting braces because I thought that the orthodontist would actually drill holes straight through your teeth to put them in, and that it would be extremely painful. Not until I was told I would need braces, at the age of 15, did I look it up and realize that the brackets were actually glued to your teeth and there was no invasive surgery involved!
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I used to believe that circuncision was a natural process and that the foreskin fell off during puberty.
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I thought it was illegal for women to use Just For Men hair coloring
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I thought that big people are necessarily smarter because there brains would be bigger
I used to believe that my leg has only one bone
I use to believe that being brainwashed meant that someone actually took out your brain, washed it with a sponge and soap and water, then put it back in and sewed you up.
When I was growing up in Northern BC, Canada, my father told me that Eskimos were different from Caucasians because they didn't have sweat ducts - they didn't need to sweat because where they lived it was always cold. I believed this well into my teens, when I repeated it to a friend who laughed at me. That's when I realized my parents sometimes lied.
When I was little my dad told me that when he got something in his eye he used to go to the hospital where they would take our his eyeball which was on a long string and wash it in a bowl! For ages I thought our eyes could be taken out on long strings!
My dad told me once that my eyes were turning square from watching too much tv. He held my head to the window, and carefully examined them, indicating the square edges in front of me.
I spent hours looking at them in my mirror, trying to see the square edges. Took me about a month to realise he was not being entirely truthful :D
When I was 6,my best guy friend told me if I leaned forward my heart would fall out of my chest.I was horrified,I've never had straighter posture since
When I was about 3 years old I walked into my parents bedroom to find the bed unmade and my mom just about to start making it. I saw there were lumps toward the bottom half on the side my dad slept on. I was so scared because my dad was at work. I cried to my mom, "daddy left his legs at home." I did not believe her when she said it was pillows under the comforter until she showed me.