body parts

I don't remember this, but my mother likes to tell people: When I was little, my mom told me that if I didn't brush my teeth, they would fall out. One day I arrived at preschool and started crying. My mother asked what was wrong, and I said "I FORGOT TO BRUSH MY TEETH AND NOW THEY'RE GONNA FALL OUT". She told me it wasn't true, but I believed it for a long time anyway.

I hated having a bath when I was little so to make everyone think I'd had one I used to just wet my hair with water. My Mum foiled my cunning plan but didn't let on. In the park the next day she casually mentioned how bad it was for the hair when people only wet it with water and didn't wash it properly. Well every bath time after that I remembered those words and bathed thoroughly (I wanted hair like Rapunzels). I beleived that myth until I was 14. Seems my Mum was more cunning than me!

When I was little, I read part of a story in a book that led me to believe that at certain times, if you poked your bellybutton, you'd become invisible until you poked it again

When I was young I used to believe that when I scraped any part of my body accidentally on some surface some skin would be left there and I would die soon. I would always make sure that I rubbed my bumped part (usually my hand) over the same spot again, to 'collect back' any skin that I had 'lost'.

I couldn't have been older than six when I overheard my mother debating at the hair salon whether to have them give my little sister bangs. I imagined this entailed banging her forehead until great grey lumps emerged from it. Of course I was against the idea.

I used to believe that if your belly button got submerged in the bath, you'd drown. For many years, I was trying desperately to keep my belly button from becoming submerged and was quite upset with my mother for insisting I wash it.

When my head was on my pillow at night and in the morning, I used to hear a steady, constant, heavy pounding. I was always afraid to go to sleep at night or get out of bed in the morning because I had believed it was an evil giant/monster/dinosaur stomping it's way towards our house to kill us all, until my dad finally told me it was just my heart beating.

I used to think that my hairs were living. I treated them like my friends. I only had 5 hairs which I named Joe, Darren, John, Sam, and Squiggle. When I realized one day they were gone, my mom told me that they weren't living. (I was 8)

My dad was a very hairy guy and when my sister was very little she asked my mom and I in a very serious tone, what animal did daddy get his "fur" from? I still get a chuckle out of it.

I used to believe…

boys and girls are the same

When I was little, my grandfather used to amuse us kids by pushing his dentures out and then sucking them back in. Somehow, this just seemed like a normal thing and I couldn't figure why my mom couldn't do it when I asked her to.

I used to believe that all the boys named Adam who eat apples that it would stay stuck in their throat and that's why there voices changed...me being around 9 10 yrs old..

When I was little I always believed that if you hid somewhere, even if it was behind something as thin as a pole, and you couldn't see anyone else then they couldn't see you either. I remember hiding behind something really thin and asking my friend if she could see me and of course she said yes. That pretty much caused me to believe otherwise.

I used to think that after your fingers got all wrinkled and pruney for staying in the water to long, G-d's face was on your thumb(and fingers) and that's what G-d looked like.

When I was young I looked at womens feet in high heels and assumed that all women had large pointy appendiges in their heals. So one night after some social outing with the family that required high heeled shoes, we were at home and i saw my mother take off her footwear. To my utter horror and dismay, she had no pointy-thing on her foot. i thought my mother was a mutant and shunned her for days.

One of my favorite games growing up, however dorky this may sound, was this game where we would put these stickers on the body to match the place they really went. (Actually, this game helped me later on in Biology class, even though i did fail.) All the different part were different colors so i just assumed that inside our body, these were the colors. I also assumed, becuase the game and the stickers were flat, our body parts were also two-dimensional. Soon after, i realiezed they weren't flat, but it took me a long time to figure out that they werent those colors. Even now i wonder...