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I used to believe that if you went to bed with wet hair, your head would shrink in the night. Due to my Dad telling me that shrunken tribal heads happened that way.
when i was little my nan used to care for me before school, and she used to tie the top half of my hair back in an up-down style. there was always this curly bit that stuck right out of the side of my fringe, and seeing as i had reasonably straight hair, it confused me.
i said "whats that curly bit for?" my nan said "its just a corr flick, thats all"
but i always thought she called it a corn flake. what had curly bits got to do with kellogs cereal?
I once thought that if I ever shaved my pubic hair, it wouldn't grow back again.
I used to beleive that my dad only had a shave on Sundays. Because he got up before me on all the other days.
My sister used to believe that if you ate spaghetti when you were bald the spaghetti would pop out of your head instead of hair.
When i was little I belived that shampo made your hair grow so when I was little and me and my sister were taking a bath together she was rubbing shampoo on her arm and I said to her 'Why do you wanna make your arm hair grow?!'
When I was youngre, my brother said if you wore socks all the time, it would make your hair grow faster cause the hair that should grow on your feet would push out onto your head.
So I ended up making sure I wore socks all the time, because I didn't want foot hair!
once my mom and a friend of hers were suntanning with their arms up behind their heads and I made a connection between their not-too-recently shaved armpits and the radio next to them.I thought that women had speakers there since I saw a resemblance.I still wonder...
When I was about three or four I noticed my dad's hair looked like Mickey Mouse's to me. (The fact is that he had and still has a receding hairline.) Anyway, I sat on his lap and started petting the balding head. Very innocently I asked him "Daddy, why do you shave the front of your hair off?" And my mom who was in the room almost fell over laughing. My dad wasn't too pleased.
I am now 13 and they still mention it from time to time.
I was a very strange child!
When I was young all the barbers (male hairdressers) would only cut adults hair on Saturdays. I therefore worked out that on Saturdays all the dads went to get there pubic hair cut.
My mum used to tell me the reason I had so many knots in my hair was that fairies used to tie bits of it together and play swings with it while I was asleep! I still laugh when I think of it now.
i was told by a friend at primary school that eating the crusts on bread would make your hair curly. Because i had really curly hair i tought this to be true, so i stopped eating crusts, obviously this didn't work.
I used to believe that if you chewed on your hair you would grow worms in your tummy... of course I only believed this because my mother insisted that it was true. Until I was in college did I realize that it was just something that she made up!
I had long hair when I was in kindergarden, and of course it is very painful with the knots in the hair. My parents would mention 'rats in my hair' etc.
So I ended up making a mouse trap in hopes to keep the rats from attacking my hair. The trap had copied the box-and-bait under it trap you see on Looney Tunes.
My parents still won't let me live it down.
When i was little my hair always got knotty. My cousin told me that it was like that because the boogie man's daughters were playing in it when i went to sleep.i was terrified! I later got back at her by telling her that the boogie man's daughters would play in her near perfect hair instead of my frizzy,curly hair.
he he he he he he..................
I used to think "brunette" meant a woman with BLACK hair. Only when I was about 30 years old did I realize it meant brown hair.
Once when I was about 3, I went to my mother because something on my scalp hurt. She looked around and didn't find anything. She said "You probably just have a sore there" We live in the USA, in the northeast, so with the accent it sounded like "saw" I invisioned a tiny little wood saw with a red handle sticking halfway out of my scalp with hair like a forest all around it. I searched for that silly thing for years afterward, even after it didn't hurt anymore.
My girlfriend used to believe that shaving cream would actually let your hair fall out. (She didn't realize her mistake until I told her - she was 25 at the time...)
I think I was about six. I was sitting in the car with my mom, and a man with long hair in a ponytail walked past us. I pointed at him and said, "Look, mom, it's a cross between a man and a woman!"
I think her response was, "......Uh....."
When I was about 4 I saw a little boy in pre-school that had orange, spiky hair and everyone was calling him "Torch." I automaticly thought his head was on fire! So I took my cup of juice (we were eating lunch) and threw it on his head!