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I used to think that pincurls were a Catholic hairstyle, as all the catholic women in the neighborhood had them and my mother who was jewish wore a long braid down her back, and her jewish friends had short hair cuts.

My dad told me when I was a little girl that if I kissed my elbow, I would turn into a boy. Anyone who could kiss their elbow could turn into another gender. Out of curiousity I tried for like six hours straight to kiss my elbow. I believed it for years.

I used to believe…

that if you loose a tooth and lick the spot where it used to be it will grow back a gold tooth.

I remember standing outside and staring at the flower garden. And I noticed that every time I blinked, everything in my vision would shift slightly. And I blinked rapidly and saw the flowers gradually shifting to the right. I began freaking out, because I thought that if I kept blinking, eventually the whole picture would move away leaving only blackness and that's how I would become blind.

When I was younger my dad used to tell me as a joke (he's not racist at all) that black people had poo poo smeared across their face and thats why they were black. One day when I was about 6 an electrician came over to our house to fix something and I shouted out 'LOOK DADDY THAT MAN HAS POO POO ON HIS FACE!' I still can't get over that to this day.

when i was little my mom always told me that if i stuck out my tongue or lip, a bird would come and poop on it...so whenever i was outside i would make sure not to stick out my tongue!

When I was 5 i thoght otties were buttons to poop and innes were a second mouth

I used to have the very peculiar belief that my tonsils--indeed, the tonsils of all human beings--were located inside of the tongue. The proof I had? Tongues are covered in little bumps! Those bumps, I concluded, were actually tonsils. For the longest time, the idea of having one's tonsils removed confused me, because I couldn't figure out how the surgeons could manage to remove every single one. There were, after all, so many, so deeply imbedded in the tongue...

I'm not sure what set me straight. Strangely enough, I don't think it was a sore throat, even though that would've made my tonsils swollen. Perhaps it was actually catching tonsilitis, and gathering on the side that those fleshy pink things in the back of my throat were my tonsils... Though I doubt I admitted my revelation to the world.

At age 7 a good friend told me that the tendons you see in the front of your wrist next to the radial artery were "extra arteries." Since the topic never came up again, I believed this until I was 30 and mentioned it to someone, and she laughed at me.

I used to believe, when i was 4-6 that everybodys eyes could see different colours.

For example:If I saw a blue car i thought everyon else saw it in a different colour like, red, yellow,or green. Colours like that. I am 12 now and i still laugh when i think about it.

My Uncle, lets call him Dick, told me when I was like 5 years old that if I cried that I would waste my tears and I would cry blood. I never cried from that day forward.

My school district provided free vision and hearing tests for all elementary students. From kindergarten on, I had the idea that failing a test at school would be Really Bad. So when I took the eye test and couldn't see the chart, the nurse frowned and I thought I was going to get in trouble.

So I cheated by pretending not to know my letters and guessing until she said I was right. She must have thought I was a moron, but a moron who could see. Years later in junior high my mom finally figured out why I had headaches all the time, and it turned out I have 20/200 vision and needed glasses all along.

When I was about 4 or 5, I used to think that everybody had a bottle in their tummy, instead of a stomach.

When I was about 4 or 5 my twin sister would put a pair of pants or tights on her head and go around the house remarking, "Look at my curly hair." I saw her doing this and I wanted to have "curly hair" too, but I tried and tried and I just couldn't imitate her technique. I was fustrated at the time, but today I am happy I couldn't put the pants on my head since my sister is still tormented till this day about her fashion statement. :D

I was told by another kid at my preschool that if I touched a certain plant, your fingers would shrink. Well, I touched it, and then I realized that my pointer and my ring finger were not the same length. I still think about that when I look at my hands!

My sister told me that if you ripped out an eyelash or one fell off your skin would change color and that is why some would have really white skin, and why some had dark skin