body parts

i used to believe that little men lived inside you and would fix you when you got ill or cut yourself and that you ate when the little people got hungry, so i would eat all my food so that the little people would be happy and make me strong and stuff....

I ticked off these older kids on the bus one day when I was little (and quite a punk). They had freckles, and told me if they touched me, I'd "catch" freckles too (as though it were some sort of disease). Being young and stupid, I was horrified. I went home in tears and would run away from anyone with freckles.

I believed them until third grade. Sad.

When I was in elementary school, I always wondered how boys got Adams’s apples. So one day I asked my sister what it was and how it got there and she told me that when boys are born, they have six fingers on one hand. They would bite one finger off and it would always get stuck in their throats no matter how many times they would swallow.

My mother has a long scar running down the small of her back along her tailbone, and my older sister always told me that that was the remnant of a tail-removal surgery and that the offending body part was stowed away in a drawer in my mother's bureau. I believed from around the ages of 4 til 10 or 11 that if I was naughty my mother would get her tail out and beat me with it.

I was ambidextrous (meaning I could write with both hands). The day before I got my flu shot in kindergarten, my older sister told me that, since they give you the shot in the arm you don't write with, I'd have to get two! I promptly decided that I was left handed, and haven't been able to use my right hand since.

I used to think that black people were just white people with a really dark tan.

when i was younger i used to believe that the however deep your belly button was was how much extra fat you had on your stomach. i thought that if you were the weight you were supposed to be that your belly button would be completely flat with your body instead of sunken in. also if you had an outie then that meant you were too skinny. basically fat people had innies and anorexics had outies. get it? weird huh

I used to believe that blind people couldn't see because they could see air, and it got in the way. Hence, if they were in a vacuum or if scientists came up with glasses that took the air out of your vision they would all be able to see. Eventually, when I got glasses, I realized this made no sense.

I used to believe that "pierced ears" were called "purest ears." Having holes in earlobes for earrings was something a lady was naturally born with, and somewhat rare, like having naturally curly hair. Grandma often got earrings on her birthday for her "purest ears" and back in the early sixties (greater Seattle area) most earrings were clip-on. Back then pierced ears not as common as they are today. And whoever heard of multiple piercings plus pierced this and that?

i was told that my belly button was a big screw and if you unsrewed it your butt would fall off

when i was little my mom told me that when i was born my hair was pink & that whenever they cut it it would turn a different color. she said they had to keep cutting it until it turned brown. not only did i believe this until middle school, i told anyone who would listen.

When I was little, an uncle told me, quite seriously, that penguins come out of people's belly buttons, and that was why we had them. I waited in terror for the day to come when the birds would start coming out, but luckily it never came!

When I was little, for some reason I used to think that your feet were "private parts", and that wearing sandals was really rude! I never liked showing anyone my feet or looking at anybody elses.

My aunt was born without a middle finger and when I was little I asked my dad where it went. He said that she takes it off and puts it in the freezer when she makes meatballs. i told all of my firneds and we ran to her house to see her finger in the freezer. She laughed and told me it wasnt true, but i still believed it for a while.

I used to think that your teeth fell out because of little men inside your gums. The little men held on to the end of your ooth and when they got old they died and let go, allowing your tooth to fall out. A new tooth coming through ment that a new man had been placed there.

Once when I was young, I pointed out to my little sister that some of my teeth were called K9s, because I was 9 and my name was Katrina. I explained that she had N7s as she was only 7 and called Natasha. Apparently she believed this for years!