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my little sister is the only one with blue eyes in my brown-eyed family. i guess because everyone else i knew had dark eyes, that meant you could see color and because her eyes were blue, everything she saw was blue tinted.
I used to believe that when you looked at something your eyeballs actually LEFT your head and went to the item you were looking at. I'd sit and watch the tv and close my eyes when someone would walk between me and the tv so that my eyes wouldn't bump into someone.
My Dad told me that if I put my head under the blanket when I went to bed, that my eyes wouldn't be able to open in the morning. When my brother was born, I was so afraid the blanket would accidentally go over his face and then he'd be blind!
In fourth grade, I used to believe that I had the amazing power of making my vision go blurry. So much so, that I even bragged to an eye doctor about it, and made him run a test or two to examine my eye while I made it go blurry. I figured out a few years ago that I wasn't just blurring my vision, I was just unfocusing my eyes. Somehow I never noticed that when I made things in front of me go blurry, the things in the distance came into focus.
I used to believe that my eyes were brown because I ate too much chocolate. Thanks, Dad!
When I was a kid, I used to believe that it was possible for people to clean their eyeball the same way cartoons do, to make them brighter. Well I've never tried it, but I was still keeping this idea until a certain age though!
When I was five or six I tried on my dad's glasses. Since I had perfect vision I believed that what I saw with my dad's glasses on was what he saw without his glasses. I was so dizzy and ill that I felt sorry for my dad for years.
When I was about 9, I had a small growth on my eyelid (which was eventually removed). I was convinced it would grow into another eyeball.
When I was little I was always told that eating a lot of carrots would be good for my eyes, so I always ate carrots. Well, I NOW WEAR GLASSES!!! Apparently someone lied to me.
Since both my parents had blue eyes, and my brother and I have blue eyes, I thought that families had to have the same color eyes. A friend was the only blue-eyed person in her brown-eyed family so I was convinced she was adopted for years.
I used to believe, that if you lost all of your eyelashes, you wouldn't be able to blink your eyes. This stemmed from learning that fish did not have eyelashes, and do not blink.
when i was in 2nd grade i thought glasses made kids smart. My brother would tell me no but no body could change my mind about it. in about 4th grade i knew the truth :(
One time my mom said somone was blind and I asked "why don't they just take the blind off?" Apparently I confused blind and blindfold!
My mom used to tell if I crossed my eyes too much they'd stick that way. I stopped doing it in front of her but then I used to do it so much that it now gives me a headache.
When my little brother came home from the hospital, his eyes were closed and I thought he had no eyes. (Iguess it was the first time I saw anyone with his or her eyes closed.)
in holland those things in the corner of your eye when you wake up they are called soup so i always thought you could make soup with them if you had enough of those things so i collected them for a while but when i put them in water, it didn't taste like soup :(
You know those little creepy, crusty things in the corners of your eyes when you wake up? I used to think that if I could find a VCR small enough, I could put my eye sleepies into it and watch my dreams.
When I was young my Mum started to collect all our waste foil up, when I asked why she said it was for the blind.
From that I guessed that Braille books were made out of recycled foil as it was easier to stamp the dots into foil than paper.
My eyes are hazel and change color. When I was little I though that when my eyes looked green it was because I ate pickles so much.
I liked reading in the car while it was in motion and even if it was dark. My mom used to tell me that if
I forced my eyes for reading and with the movements of the car, maybe with a bump, my eyes would pop out.