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I used to believe that if you "unscrewed" your belly button, your butt would drop off!
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when i was little my sister had a habbit of sticking her finger in her belly button and twisting it around. so i told her that if you twisted it enough you would unscrew it and then your arms would fall of. she stopped right away. now she is 14 and still bleives it!!!
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i used to believe that i if i covered my eyes, no one could see me!!
in first grade, i had a black teacher whose name was Mrs. Green. i had a hard time with telling the difference between colors then and i told my mom that i wanted to be green like my teacher.
I used to believe that my father had a hole on the bottom of his chin, because when he ate breakfast cereal he would eat it so fast that the milk would run down his chin and you couldn't see it till it was dripping off of his chin. Making it look like the milk was running right through his chin.
When I was young, my loving grandmother told me that if I didn't get all the water out of my ears after a bath....I would grow potatoes in my ears. Needless to say, I spent hours "drying off" in the bathroom after a bath.
i used to believe that i had a camera in my head, and that when i blinked i could take pictures and would always remember them. my granny crushed this idea when i told her of this amazing photographic brain i had by reminding me i had a 'memory'!
when i was five i used to believe that in your body there were good germs that built walls of the food that you ate to stop them from drowning in the liquids that you drank.
I used to have a large, black birthmark on my right leg that grew more hair than the surrounding skin. My older brother used to tell me that I have that mark because I was actually a monkey and that my parents had adopted me from the zoo and shaved me, but had forgotten to shave that one spot on my leg
The birthmark was removed when I was 12 for health reasons (It was believed to be cancerous). I told my brother that mom and dad finally shaved it off.
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When I was younger my mom used to tell me that if I went to bed with wet hair after a shower my brain would rust.
I believed in a South African version of the toothfairy. The toothmouse. The mouse would come and get the tooth out of my shoe when I wasn't looking. Leave some money to pay. He used the tteth to build a tooth-castle. Anyway, one day I was looking for something in my mom's cupboard and found the stash of teeth. I fell down on the bed and started to cry. I cried until she came back from work. I was heart broken.
My Dad once told me that if you un-screwed your belly button, your bottom would fall off. I tried, it doesn't work. But you do end up in casualty!
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I called every body part my elbow. For example if my leg hurt I would say my elbow hurt.
If i cover my eyes and cant see anyone then they cant see me cause i cant see them!
I used to think that a shin was the pelvic bones that stick out. I thought it was strange that people and books always said that someone banged ther shin because I never did and it was a strange place to bang. I found out when I was in High School and everyone had a good laugh!
when i was younger i used to believe if i picked my bellybutton my penis would drop off
When i was a kid around 9 -10 i was told i was a air head and that my grandmother could see light through the other side of my head (ear) one day at school i seen a little beam of light on my desk and thought the light was coming through my head (ear) lol little did i know that it was the light from the window next to me...
I always believed that the thin dark line that ran from my belly button down to my whatsit was the line the doctor followed when he cut you to get the babies out. I later figured it was a birthmark.
I am pleased to say he cut the other way.
As most parents do, mine told me I was dropped on my head as a baby. Throughout my life I had often told people in conversation that the doctor had dropped me on my head unaware of the fact that my parents had told me that as a joke. I didn't relize this until I was in eighth grade.
When my mother would find a tangle while brushing my hair, she would exclaim, "You have a rat in your hair!" She would then grab a nearby tissue, act as if she was wrapping the "rat" up inside it, then stuff it between the cushions of the couch. When I asked her if the rats in the couch would ever escape, she assured me that our cat would tend to them later.