body parts: general

i used to believe that the inside of our bodies were made from metal and that our stomachs were small trash compactors and our hearts were batteries. my mother had to buy me an anatomy book to convince me otherwise.

I used to believe that everybody used to have a tail that grew out of your tailbone, but you got it cut off at birth. Same with shoulder blades-- or, as my mother called them, wing-buds.

When I was about 13, I had heard that an original champagne glass was modelled on Marie Antoinette's breast. I was familiar with the long thin champagne flutes to be the original champagne glasses and it wasn't until I was the age of about 18 that I realised the original champagne glasses were wider and shallower. For all that time I thought that Marie Antoinette had really long thin boobs!

When my sister and I were little and would get knee scraps my dad would clean the wounds and would put Monkey Blood on it to make it feel better and heal faster. He said monkey blood was the best because it would stay on until it was done healing. It was year later that I found out it was actually iodine.

My mom had scoliosis surgery as a teen and when she explained the huge scar that runs down her back I imagined her sitting upright on an exam table, the doctor opening her back like French doors, and climbing completely inside the hollow cavity to fix her spine with a wrench.

I used to belive that people relly were bugs, or dolls. And that someone one day could step on me, or rip off my arm.

I seriously believed that the old adage about not making a face, or it will stick that way was true. I constantly changed expressions, so this wouldn't happen.

When I was in 3rd grade make a sarcastic kind of joke that no one really got. She said well maybe if your veins are blue that your blood is blue too until it touched air and turned red. And i believed that until I was in the 10th grade and my bio teacher told the class otherwise. And when she asked how many other people believed blood was blue about ten other people raised thier hand. We all wanted to kill that teacher that day.

If you look really close at your tongue you can see the tastebuds. As A kid I used to think they were tentacles and the moved around

i believed that the muscle in my mouth above my top teeth that goes to my top lip was a bit of bread crust that got stuck and grew over.

When I was 5 my uncle took out his false teeth. I thought that everyone could take out their teeth. I spent the whole summer trying to find the switch in my mouth that would let me remove my teeth.

my big toe is about the length of my big toenail longer than the rest of my toes..I first noticed this when I was three and when I asked my mom why it was different she told me that I wasn't born with my two big toes and that they used monkies toes for mine. I cried for about a week and after that I didn't like to change my socks because I would have to look at my monkey-feet

When my brother was about 4 years old I told him there was a tribe of aborigines who hunted people for their big toes because there was poison in the toe that they used to tip their spears. He insisted on wearing his shoes to bed for a while after that.

I was told that when you lose a tooth if you don"t suck all the blood out, you'll have a gold tooth grow instead of a normal one. I found out after trying not to suck all the blood up that this was not true.

Whe I was little I thought that being left handed meant that you didn't have a right hand. Found out the truth the first day of first grade when I told the teacher and the class that I could not do the Pledge of Allegiance since I did not have a right hand.I

In order to put braces on they drilled holes throgh your teeth and stuck brackets in the holes My brother told me that right before i got my braces on and found out that they cement them on!!!!