body parts

i was in ballet and i got the two words tootoo and tatoo mixed up. When my dad explaned what a tatoo was i envisioned a tootoo worn by ballerinas as being held there by needles.

When I was about 5 or 6, I assumed that since blood was red, it was strawberry flavored. My siblings and cousins must have thought I was crazy when I asked if I could lick their cuts.

I used to think that only girls had pink fingernails because they painted them. One night I was round a friend's house and I noticed my own nails, and was pretty freaked out, because they were pink. I think I went skittling to my mum about it.

I never knew what the purpose of an appendix was. Since the doctors are able to remove it I figured it wasn't that viable of a body part. My father told me that it was used for eating rocks, back in the caveman days. Since we don't eat rocks anymore doctors could remove it.

I never understood how we could get more blood either. My father explained that the body squeezes all of the organs it doesn't use anymore (like the appendix) and gets the blood from them.

I had both of these beliefs until high school.

I had never heard the term "colored" used to describe a person until I ran across a reference to "a little colored girl" in a children's book I was reading when I was about 7 or 8 years old. I assumed it meant she was rainbow-colored - and I thought "How cool! There are people that are all different colors?!"

My dad always told me this really elaborate story about how he got lost in the woods once during the winter and his belly button froze and popped off. We were talking about it recently and he said it was just a story, but I'm STILL not sure if he was really fibbing. I don't think I've ever actually seen his belly button.

I was little and really wanted my teeth to come out because all of my friends' teeth already had. I asked my dad one day if not brushing my teeth would help them fall out..he led me to believe the more I brushed my teeth, that is, the cleaner I kept them, the quicker they would fall out. Later I learned that teeth fall out when they are decaying.

i use to believe that water grew your hair and if u put to much water on your hair it would rot and die like a plant....i was 11 when i found out your hair was already dead.

i used to believe that you only had as much blood as was in your body and if you got a cut that bled you had to save that blood somehow or you would run out...the other kids thought it was pretty gross that i sucked my own cuts.

When I was about six, I was convinced that people were made out of rubber. I remember sitting on the monkeybars with my best friend, who was very afraid of falling. I told her she was stupid to be afraid, and pushed her off to show her it wouldn't hurt.

Much to my suprise, she didn't bounce!

One day i HAD to go to the dentist. My dentist said to me "if i turn ur nose upside down when it rains youll drown!" So until 1rst grade when ever that dentist put a tool near my face i thought she was going to use it to turn my nose upside down!

I used to belive god made us and set us out on a cloud to dry us. White people didnt lay + dry long enough, tan people layed there at a perfect time and black people stayed there for to long!



its not racis i have 3 white best friends 6 black and 2 tan,and they rock!

I used to belive every baby got there belly button by: god made us people and layed us out to dry. When he was done he poked us and said done done done all the way to the end and where he poked us was were our belly bottons became.

My Dad's friend convinced me that if I didn't behave he would unscrew my belly button and my arms & legs would fall off. It absolutely terrified me. I would sit very quietly in his house or go outside to play!

I was a little girlie of 5 or 6 years of age, i believed, that..if you had a outie belly botton that you were an alien. If you wonder why i believed that, its because of the Rugrats.

At the ripe age of 4 I was learning how to count, but didn't grasp the concept of "pairs" i.e "pair of eyes". So when a family aquaintance, at the old age of 10 tried to explain that people had "a pair of eyes," I knew she wasn't as smart as she thought she was because I could count now, and people (most importantly, myself included) actually had TWO eyes not one, so I believed quite firmly we all had "2 pairs of eyes" not one, as she so adamantly proclaimed.

When i was in preschool I never wanted to wash my hands until one day I heard that if you dont wash your hands, worms will pop out of them and start squirming around.