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I thought nipples disappeared at a certain age because Barbie never had them.
my brother thought you could cut bruises off with a knife.. he thought they were like banana bruises.. good thing he never tried it :)
I used to believe that when you grew up, your teeth somehow, magically, could be
removed at will. With two parents and several others in my life who wore dentures,
it just made sense!
When i was younger i once got a mosquito bite on my arm. I thought that inside the bump were little baby mosquitos that would live inside my body. i was so scared i cried.
When I first learned it was rude to stick up your middle finger at someone I thought it applied even if you are counting with you fingers so for a long time I wouldn't count on my fingers in public for fear someone might think I was giving them the finger!
My little brother was only nine when the movie G-Force came out. He liked the movie and always talked about it, but consistently called it "G-Spot". The looks on our parent's faces when he screamed "I wanna go see G-Spot again!" were hilarious.
I used to believe that the soul was an organ of the body, like a heart or lungs. It sat somewhere under the stomach, it was discus shaped, hard and porridge-coloured.
When I was very small I believed that children had no bones and that everything you ate somehow became 'stuck' to hollow spaces inside your body, where the food would become bones.
By the time I was about 3 I thought I had about half my bones and used to visualise things sticking to my half-formed skeleton to make my bones bigger.
I guess this comes from being told 'Eat up to make you strong'...but my poor mother couldn't stop laughing when I asked her about this!
I have an odd little cartilage bump (about 3 mm) under the skin on top my ear. When I was 4-5 years old and my mother had explained to me that babies come from eggs, I thought this was the egg that my baby would hatch from when it was ready! I had several of my little friends convinced too.
My son told me the other day he used to have this thing about ears. Seems he used to think ears were a family trait (like a birthmark passed down). He thought it was something only our family had. Then he started to notice other people had ears too. He thought they were our relatives too.
When I was little I used to think that women had two hearts - one inside each breast.
when i was younger, i used to believe that your lungs were like trampolines and that people had to jump up and down to make you breathe. I felt very sorry for them and would try to hold my breath for as long as possible to give them a rest. It was only until real biology lessons that i learnt the truth.
I used to think that "tissues" in the body were like kleenexes and imagined the inside of my body stuffed with different types and colors of kleenex tissues and tissue paper.
Watching Tom n Jerry Cartoons I believed that your limbs can grow back if lost in an accident. I even convinced a classmate of mine who lost her fingers in an accident that they will grow back soon and she had nothing to worry about.
As a child my mother convinced a more gullible younger sister that a bumble bee would never ever ever sting you on the tip of your nose. One day my aunt Bessie saw a bee climbing up the kitchen window and full of confidence put this new law to the test. I am sure you can probably guess the rest. Mind you they had to make their own entertainment in those days.
I believed that you could pull your teeth out and put them back in because my me-maw (grandma) used to do it all the time to clean her false teeth. She would tell me that I could do it too. I believed her from when I was around 4 untill I was about 7. So I ended up spending hours in the bathroom trying to pull my teeth out.
I thought that if you dropped alcohol on a body part like a leg or arm, it would get drunk and you wouldn't be able to move it.
I used to believe that I could pull my ears off. So every night before going to bed, I would tug relentlesly at my ears! Why I wanted them to come off I don't know!
My wife has an Uncle Bill who used to own a couple bakeries. As a child Uncle Bill lost a portion of his middle finger in a farming accident. My wife along with her bother, sisters and numerous cousins believed for years his explanation as to the shortened finger. He told them that it was wore down from punching all the holes in the donuts.
When I was young I looked at womens feet in high heels and assumed that all women had large pointy appendiges in their heals. So one night after some social outing with the family that required high heeled shoes, we were at home and i saw my mother take off her footwear. To my utter horror and dismay, she had no pointy-thing on her foot. i thought my mother was a mutant and shunned her for days.