when i was 3 or 4, i was told to shake-hand with my sis (elder) after a fight & was told to do so with my right hand. i noticed my sis shaking with her left hand (from my view) and thought all the time that women have right hand to their left & vice-versa.
sometimes, i felt my sis is a genius because she used to give directions to the cab-fellow from the man's point-of-view.
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When I was very small, I absolutely believed that my brain was run by a bunch of very small men who lived inside (probably Oompa-Loompa-inspired). Each little man was in charge of a different thing; some of them ran my arms and legs, and others aimed my eyes, and so on. My memory was actually a very large set of little drawers (I had been very impressed by the card catalog at the library), and one special little man knew where everything was. So when I wanted to remember something, he went and got it out of the drawer for me.
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I used to think that if you used shampoo/conditioner to wash anywhere else in your body besides your hair, you would grow hair in that area.
I used to think that people in the ARMY had green blood. This is b/c I grew up on a farm sometimes army worms would cover the field and when like all kids you'd squish 'em and they would goo green . I thought this until I was like 6 and saw my uncle who was in the ARMY get cut and it was RED!
I used to believe I could actually see though my hand! I have extremely poor vision in my right eye, legally blind, can't see the big E on the eye chart. When I covered my right eye, I could see fine with my left eye. When I covered my left eye, I could barely see. I didn't realize I was looking with my nearly blind eye, and was excited to know I could actually see through my hand. I never told anyone my secret power!
I used to belive that there were tiny human beings inside my body that would make everything work. I had imagined a huge computer room inside my brain with a hundred little men controlling all the information regarding my feelings and thoughts. I even pictured the little men pulling on ropes to make my eyes open and close.
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if i rolles my eyes, it would stay like that forever
if i Touched my belly button i would be invisible .. i used walk around making stupid faces and doing weird stuff no wonder the neighbors thought i was a freak !
I was raised as my mother was, believing that freckles were the result of flies landing on me. After switching schools to a catholic school, I shared my worldly freckle knowledge with a classmate. Not only was she completely disgusted, but proclaimed that I was enirely wrong. In fact, freckles are from angel's kisses.
There used to be an advert on tv were a child got run over and his mother, having seen this dropped the eggs she was carrying. The advert showed the eggs hit the ground and smash just after the child is hit so I used to think that people had eggs inside them rather than blood.
When I was little, i used to think that a monster was trying to get out of my "innie" bellybutton. I always used to cover it up with tape or a band-aid. However, I now have an outie bellybutton as a result of surgery.
My mother is a South-African who emigrated to Europe before I was born. As a political activist she always referred to Blacks as "Africans." I was unfamiliar with the term black as a noun rather than an adjective.
When I was five we visited South Africa. On a trip at Kruger Park I encountered a washing area that had a sign that said "Nie vir swartes nie" ("Not for black people"). I assumed that it meant that the washing area was forbidden for people who were, like me, black from playing in the dirt, and was consumed with the thought that I would be arrested for washing there. I also wondered how they expected me to become pink again if I wasn't allowed to wash, and where the washing area for dirty kids was, and whether I would be expelled from the country for putting my muddy feet in the basin.
When my father and mother explained about Apartheid and the meaning of that sign I cried in righteous indignation for hours.
My mum used to always remind me when i was little to clean behind my ears when i was in the bath otherwise i would have spuds (potatoes) grow behind my ears lets say ever since i make sure i clean behind them
I used to believe that all fire trucks where black and that they had black flashing lights it wasn't until I was older I found out that I can't see the colour red and now wear special glasses
i used to believe babies came out of your belly-button, and that your belly-button was a hole. so i always tried to poke my finger into my bellybutton "hole" and search for a baby. it never worked.
When I was younger I used to think toothpaste made you bald
When I was a child, my dad told me that my belly button was really made out of a string of skin. He said that if you untied it your legs would fall off! I used to worry that mine would accidentally come undone.
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My great grand mother told me that if you eat your own earwax, then you will become a mute.
I still haven't tested it out yet.
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when i was 4 or so i used to think that whenever my mamaw would pull on her panty hose it was her actual skin and i would start screamin my head off!!!
I used to belive if u touch your bellybutton over time ur body would shut down and ur organs would come out of ur mouth and u will die. Then 1 time in chuch everybody was praying ( i was 6 b the way) until i was screaming and crying and fussing cause my friend he touched my bellybutton i thought i was a goner. LOL! Then i belived that till i was 10. lol that was retarded