body parts: general

When I was off to my first day off school,I remember my mum saying to me.."Give me a BIG Smile so I can see your dimples"
So from then on I thought dimples were actually the gaps in my TEETH!
I was a LOOONG time until i found out they were on your cheeks.

My brother and I used to sit around pulling on our front teeth trying to get them to come out like Grandpa and Grandma's. When we'd get frustrated we'd go and ask them for another lesson and they'd show us how easy it was. We kept trying but never could get the hang of it.

I used to believe that little people lived inside me. I felt bad for them because they were trapped... and I would just leave my mouth open so they could walk out. They never did.

Remember Etch a Sketch?
Well, when I was about 4 years old, I was sitting on my dad's lap, playing with an Etch a Sketch. When I was finished with my design, I shook it to clear the picture, and hit my dad in the chin with the corner of the Etch a Sketch. He said "Ow, look what you did"!, and pointed at the cleft in his chin. I thought for the longest time that I had put a dent in my dad's chin!

When I was 6 I saw my uncle take out his false teeth. I thought everyone could take out their teeth if you pushed the right button. I spent all of the second grade trying to find the switch.

When I was 5/6, both my cousins had braces and I wanted them too. I cried when I lost a tooth as I thought they kept your teeth in and was furious at my mom, who wouldnt let me have them

when i was little i asked my mom when my penis would grow. (I am a girl) I thought i would have a penis when I was bigger. Just like my big brother.

when i was a kid i used to think that your stomach took up the whole of your body and pieces of plastic seperated two pouches, one for food and one with water.
So i used to try and mix them up. man did i get a few weird looks when i was swayin from side to side...

I grew up eating every scab, blister, fingernail, etc. that came off my body because my sisters had previously convinced me that unless ingested, the particular part would never grow back.

when i was about four my dad told me i should have been a boy and when i would grow old i would grow a penis just like "everyone" turns out i never did.

When I was little and uniformed on the contents of the human body I imagined that underneath our skin was dirty, yellow styrofoam. I tried to rip my arm off multiple times thinking I could just glue it back on.

i used to believe that a birthmark is where you came out of your mama. i.e. if you had a birthmark on your leg, you came out of your mama's leg.

When I was about 3 or 4, there was a woman who lived next door to me who had only one leg. One day I asked her where the other one went and she told me that it hurt so she took it off.

She had a Boxer, those dogs that have no tails, and I asked her if she took off her tail because it was hurting her, too.

I used to believe that the inside of my body looked like bologna.

I scraped open my knee one day. My father used iodine to clean it which as you all know burns like hell. So to make me brave my Dad told me that the pain I was feeling was the healing of my wound. Little did he know that I would then become obsessed with ripping the crust off of every wound I had for years since this in my mind sped up the healing process.

When I was a kid I used to be curious about my insides and what they consisted of. I used to believe that inside me was another world with two mountains, rolling hills and trees - a few happy people and a blue sky.