When I was ten days old, I had menengitis. SO, while running some tests I had a spinal tap and liquid was removed form the base of my spine right? So, I have a little scar there. When I was about 4 I discovered this scar, and I had no idea about the spinal tap. So one day I went into my mom's room, convinced that I had been born with a tail, and I was angry that they'd cut it off. I ran in and said "MOM! WHY DID YOU GET MY TAIL REMOVED?" Confused, she inquired why I thought I had a tail. Sheesh
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One day, I somehow got ahold of a price list from a medical lab. One item that I didn't recognize was "pap smear", so I made up my own definition. I decided that the doctor would use his hand to slap a pimple or blister on your body (making the "pap" sound), then smear the drainage on your skin.
I used to tease my little sister by slapping her, then "smearing" my hand along her skin, telling her that I was giving her "pap smears". One day, she got fed up with this, and ran to my mom, yelling, "Mom! Joey's giving me pap smears!". Needless to say, she was horrified.
When I was about three or four I noticed my dad's hair looked like Mickey Mouse's to me. (The fact is that he had and still has a receding hairline.) Anyway, I sat on his lap and started petting the balding head. Very innocently I asked him "Daddy, why do you shave the front of your hair off?" And my mom who was in the room almost fell over laughing. My dad wasn't too pleased.
I am now 13 and they still mention it from time to time.
I was a very strange child!
As a young child I used to believe that if my belly button knot came untied, my skin would fall off.
I was born with my index and middle toes webbed together like my father's toes. People were always (and still are) fascinated by them and asked how they came to be. My dad always told me that when I was a toddler I'd eaten too much candy and they stuck together. That's what I always believed from then on and I could never understand why people would giggle when I'd repeat this.
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when i was a child i used to think that my belly button was for storing smarties
when i lost my first baby tooth, i was so excited. while i was laughing and celebrating my dad exclaimed "now we just have to wait for your baby fingers to fall off and you'll be grown up!" i believed that until i was about 7. then i asked my mom one day "why havent i lost any of my baby fingers like dad said?" then she told me the truth lol.
When I was sitting on the bed I was practicing my speech with my father and my older brother. I was only about 6 year olds. I forgot how this came up but someone said the word Anus...I have no idea why but I said, "Can you eat an Anus?" My brother and dad were laughing histerically. My dad hugged me and all he could say was,"I love you..." I'm 13 now and I know what an anus is. >.< I'll always remember that for my father died a few years ago. This just brings back the best of memorys.
When I was young all the barbers (male hairdressers) would only cut adults hair on Saturdays. I therefore worked out that on Saturdays all the dads went to get there pubic hair cut.
One day in elementary school we were playing outside on the playground when i got something in my eye. So i went into the bathroom to get it out and to my surprised found, what i believed to be, a splinter in the corner of my lower eyelid. Well, i've come to learn that "splinter" is really the tear duct for when u cry.
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I used to believe that my belly button was for putting salt in while in bed, eating fish and chips.
It was well known to us neighborhood kids, that eating crackers made the scabs, needed to stop cuts and scrapes from bleeding.
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I used to believe if I lay out in the sun with a window screen over my face, I would get freckles, just like my best friend.
When I was little, my brother used to pretend to steal my nose, and then he would pretend to flush it down the toilet, I believed he had acctualy taken it and I cried for days thinking I would never smell anything again.
my brother told me that if i ride my bike with my mouth open i will swallow my tounge.
When I was in second grade, I spent hours slacking off in class trying to turn my "innie" belly button into an "outie" one.
I had never seen an outie before, and so I thought the only way people got outies was if they did it themselves.
I was so convinced I could do it, I used every tool available, from my fingers to tweezers, to the eraser end of a pencil. All that resulted was a whole lot of pain and discomfort.
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My sister told me as a little girl that if i played with my belly button too much my bum would fall off....how does that work?
I thought belly-buttons were the way that the insides of your body got water, and so I dutifully splashed water into my belly-button each night when I took a bath so my insides wouldn't dry out.
I used to believe that Tan people Counldn't get cold.
When I was growing up, my Dad used to say that if you pushed your belly button, your legs would fall off. He would chase me and my sister, trying to push the belly button and we would go shriking through the house. I know that it is silly, but still to this day I don't let anyone touch my belly button. Unfortunately, my kids don't buy into that story so it is another memory that won't coninue.