When I was about 4 my Mom told me we were going to the hair salon to get me bangs and I started crying hysterically.She was baffled and commented that I had had bangs before but that didn't help my gears.Finally I managed to communicate that I thought she was taking me to have a beating where I would get "bangs" on my forehead.Ouch!
I use to believe that your hair grew because you wash i.e like watering a plant
I used to believe that all African American babies were born with naturally curly hair
That if i kissed a boy my hair will fall out
I used to think that if you dyed your hair you didn't have to bleach it and it will stay your desired color forever
As a little kid,, I thought that my mom's purple hair was natural, and then i found out she dyed it
I thought highlights and lowlights in hair were always natural instead of dye, and I never could figure out how some people would have part of their hair blonde and part of it black without any of it being brown in-between.
I used to think that pubic hair was "public" hair and it didn't make any sense because pubic hair is private, not public
I used to think if you hung out with somebody who had nice hair, your hair would become as pretty as theirs- it would change color and style and look like theirs. I also used to talk to my hair to inspire it to look like their hair, but I guess it was never inspired.
Don't worry, I don't to it anymore.
One time, I watched a video about puberty & growing up. It talked about how both male and female grow pubic hair and whatnot. Yet, the arrow wasn't that specific, and I thought pubic hair referred to ALL hair on the body, except eyebrows, eyelashes, and head hair. So, when my older sister made me massage her feet, I cringed and said,
"I just can't stand your pubic hair."
My sister and her friend died, and I was really confused. I later on found out that pubic hair refers to the PUBIC AREA ONLY, not the entire body.
My grandma told me that if I misbehaved, the men in the garbage truck would take me away forever.
When I was a little kid (probably 3 or 4), I always had my hair in two braids with a middle part. I used to always see people with side partings in their hair and be jealous. Side parts were just so cool to me, and I always wanted one. I thought you had to get surgery to change your parting!! I believed this until FIFTH GRADE when my friend who usually had a middle part came in with a side part on picture day.
My mom used to tell me that I had to brush my hair every morning because tangle fairies came in at night and tied knots in it.
My mom used to tell me that if I didn't wash my hair, geckos would start to appear in it, and only she could help me get them out. If I still didn't wash my hair, crabs would appear as well and only my dad could help get them out. If I still didn't wash my hair, spiders would appear along with the geckos and crabs, and only my sister could get them out. Since I had arachnophobia, I didn't want the last one to happen, so I always remembered to wash my hair.
When i was 5 or 6 i thought hair grew from its edges and not from its roots ahaha and i was afraid of dying my hair because of it for a long time
In Urdu language there is a phrase that translates into English as two and a half hair which is said for someone with short thin hair.My mom used to tell me I had two and a half hair and I thought she meant literally.Once I asked my aunt how many hairs she had and she gave me a really confused look.I told ger since I had two and a half hairs she should know how many she had.My aunt burst out laughing.
Figured out the truth later on
I used to believe that if I eat lots of seaweeds, I won't be bald. It is because my parents told me. However, my friends is balding even though he eat lots of seaweeds. It is interesting for me.
I used to think that there was one hair on your body—I wasn't sure where—that was connected to your entire inside, and if you pulled it hard enough you'd pull your insides out.
I have no idea why I thought this, but I still think about it sometimes.
When I was little, I thought if guys grew their hair to their shoulders, they were automatically girls. And if girls kept their leg hair too long they were automatically boys.
My Mom used to get me to rinse the shampoo out of my hair by singing "Wash that bear out of my hair," an adaptation on the song by South Pacific.
For a long time, I thought my hair got dirty because of the bear that just kept coming back!