body parts

My younger sister had an "outie" belly button (I have an "innie"). I thought this was because her stomach was trying to push through her belly button and it would fall out. I spent many hours trying to push my sister's belly button back in when she was a baby.

When I was 4 years old I didn't think black people brushed their teeth. One day my mom was taking me to sunday school in church. As we were walking up the stairs we passed a black woman who sang in the choir. As my mom stopped to talk with her I spoke up (quite loudly): "Do black people brush their teeth?" My mom was quite embarrased and left in quite a hurrty appologizing to the woman. Lucky for us the lady thought it was 'cute' and wasn't bothered at all.

My parents used to tell my brother and I when we were little that we had 'baby heads' and that one day they would fall off and our 'permanent heads' would grow in their place. Periodically they would shake our heads and say "yep, it's gonna come off any day now".
Explains a lot about me.

I used to believe…

That while sleeping was the only time sugar/food would attack the teeth do to always brushing your teeth before bed. I still have the habit of not brushing my teeth if I stay up all night and only when I finally go to bed, even though I realise the truth.

My birth certificate has my feet print on either side of my mother's right thumb print. Before I could read, my mother told me that I had been born with an extra toe and that the "thumb" print was really that of my extra toe which had been removed shortly after birth.

I used to think the human brain was the shape of a typical dog bone. I realized how far off I was when my fifth grade teacher brought in a real brain. I was mad at her for a long time for showing us the ugly truth, but at least I could see where we get our convoluted logic from.

I use to believe that there was a little city in my belly button. My older sister said that tiny people live there. I got so scared that I did not want to touch it.

When I was little I was fascinated by a scar my Dad had. I remember him explaining it was from having his appendix removed. He went on to tell me about how the surgeon had asked if he wanted it fastening up with a zip or a button so he could use it as a pocket, but he'd decided his trouser pockets were okay, so he had it stitched up completely.
I was about 16 before it occured to me that Dad had been kidding me.

I used to believe that blond hair grew in with dark roots. I transferred to a new school at the age of 11 and asked another student why her hair was so weird. (She was a natural blond)

When I was about 3 years old, I asked my sister, who is 5 years older than me, "Why are there lines on your belly button?" She told me that they were there because she could "grow" candy out of it. That night before we went to bed, she showed me her belly button and sure enough, there were pieces of candy in there. I think she finally had to tell me she was lying when she ran out of candy!

One day, at about the age of six, I was being a pirate, complete with construction paper or something satped over one eye. My parents saw me and warned me that I should take that off, because if I didn't, I would soon go BLIND in that eye! I was horrified, took the patch off immediately, and after that was always careful never to have one eye closed for too long. If I thought I had kept it closed for too long, my solution was to close the other one for the same amount of time, so that if I did go blind, at least I'd be evenly blind in both eyes. ~_^ It didn't occur to me until I was about thirteen that this wasn't true, and trust me, up until then I had been very careful to even out my eye closage.

I was born in the Watts area of Los Angeles in 1960. When an adult. I overheard an adult talking about the "colored" people moving to our block. I imagined a face with swirling colors.

When my Dad got married he was already bald. His twin brother was also bald, so we always knew them bald. i used to ask them what happened and they told me that on a beautiful sunny day while they were suntanning, their mother - my grandmother was mowing the grass and accidentally chopped off the hair on top of their haid and it never grew back! We beleived it for many years.

my grandmother told me when i was little that if you did not dry between your toes that your toes would web togeather.Today as an adult I still dry between each toe twice.

This is not my own belief, but someone else's, which I think is so cute that it merits being on this site: Being a curly-haired little fellow, this person thought as a child that all the other children must have curly hair, too. On his first day of school, however, he found out that they did not all have curly hair, some of them had straight hair. So he was shocked and did not want to go back.

I learned to read at a very early age, which was kind of unfortunate. Anyway, at the time, I was really interested on how babies develop. I was reading a book about it and it said that the mother's stomach grows so large, her navel pops out. I thought by "pops out" it meant "pops off her stomach and falls onto the floor." I figured it was so the mother could give it to the baby when its umbilical cord falls off. My mom was pregnant with my younger sister at the time, so I constantly followed her around to listen for a popping noise so I could pick up any belly buttons that might have fallen on the floor!