When I was six my mom told me that I am going to have to get my horns surgically removed before I 12 or they would grow into full antlers. I cried so hard she told me the truth that same day.
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my mom used to tell me that if you poke your belly button too hard, your butt would fall off... i didnt clean my belly button for YEARS
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My partner thought women used the brown packing tape as wax strips.
I was told by my mother when I was very young that I wasn't allowed to drink coffee because it would make you turn black (this was back in the day when being prejudice was very common. I never could figure out how babies got black.
My mom and I were on a bus when I was about 4 and I saw an African American man sitting a few seats away. I asked my mom why his skin was black and she told me to go ask him. When I went up to him and asked why his skin was darker than mine, he said..."I drink a lot of chocolate milk.."
So from then on I thought that white people liked white milk and black people liked chocolate milk.
I went to Sunday School with a Christian friend of mine and she told me if I converted my hair would become straight because all Jewish people had curly hair like mine.Straightening irons,not religion,took care of that "problem" when I got older.!
When my sisters and I were kids, we used to stick tape on our face to make silly faces, my mom must have ran out of lots of rolls...until she told us we would grow hair under the tape. That put a stop to that!
An African American Friend of mine once told me when I was little that God made us all in a oven. I then asked her "Does that mean you were burnt in the oven? Or was I not cooked long enough?" She thought it was hilarious and never answered me so I went on believing that for a long time.
I didn't learn which shoe goes on which foot very easily. I'd put the left on my right and the right on my left. My mom would see this and tell me and I'd look at her, cross my feet then spin. I really believed that by doing that my shoes switched feet!
when i was small i asked my big brother why we had bellybuttons and he told me that we came from outerspace and we were aliens and we could communicate with the alien people through them, he told me to try it and i would spend hours talking to my bellybutton but i never got a response. :(
When I was little I used to chew on my hair a lot. Then my Grannie told me that if I kept doing that, my hair would turn into worms. Needless to say, I stopped immediatly!
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When I was little, I asked my mom what would happen if I put a key in my belly-button. She told me that if I unlocked it my butt would fall off.
My grandma had a short tight curly perm when I was younger, while my hair was long and stick-straight. While eating a sandwich one day, she told me that if I ate the crust of the bread, my hair would turn curly like hers... I did NOT want her hair! I immediately stopped eating bread crust.
When I was younger, I was watching a bugs bunny cartoon in which he was dressed as a ballerina. The mad scientist gave bugs a labodomy. For years I thought a labodomy was when male ballerinas had their male parts removed, so they could fit into their leotards.
I used to believe that every time I went to buy shoes, I would need to get a half size bigger than my old shoe size.
Even now my shoes are a size 10, when really my feet are probably size 8.5 or 9. I'm too embarrassed to ask for one of the feet measuring things to find out what size I really need. And I kinda like having some extra room in my shoe anyhow.
i use to believe that every lady had a mole on the back of her neck when she grew up, cause my Mom had one.
As a child my mother told me that the only thing I could put in my ear was my elbow, which of course is physically impossible, but thinking that mumsy was serious I honestly thought there was a way to do it. After all, why would she tell me I could put my elbow in my ear if it was not something I could actually do. Of course, I was never able to, and when I grew up, I realized that she told me that on purpose knowing that it could not be done.
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I am ashamed to admit this, but when I was little, I used to think that if you touched a black person, the color on their skin would rub off.
I used to believe that when God made you he would fit your skin around you and the belly button was where he twisted the skin closed and then tied a knot so your skin would stay on.
I used to believe after a woman had a baby her stomach would be like a rubber band, it would stretch out than after the baby go back to normal.