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I remember being in the 3rd grade, and my older brother was in the 7th grade. He was older then me, so *of course* he knew everything. While at school oneday, I saw a girl in my class and her hair was long, eventho it was extremely short the day before! I just couldnt figure out how she got her hair long so fast. I asked my brother about it, and he told me that their mom stretched their hair. I believed that for a long time too!
I eventually learned about weave, lol. :]
I was bald until I was almost 3 years old. My older brother was always worried about my baldness and often asked my mother about it. My mother always assured him that I would get hair someday soon.
We had a small fire in our house when I was still young, and still bald. After the fire was put out by firefighters, the fireman took off his helmet to wipe the sweat from his brow. My brother immediately started crying. My mother tried to assure him that the fire was out and everything was okay. "No Mom, look! That man doesn't have hair and he's old!. Kim's never going to get hair, is she?"
wen i was 5 my sister told me that if i used condichner before i used shampoo all my hair wold fall out n never grow back
When I was only a few years old I saw a bald man and asked my mother where his hair was as I never recalled seeing a bald person before this, and she told me he had lost his hair, so for several years after that I believed that anyone who had "lost their hair" had a wig of their hair hiding behind their stereo or under a chair in their house and they just couldn't find it, and I always wanted to go home with them to help look for it.
I live by the sea, and we all know that salty water makes your hair curlier. I have natural curly hair, and I always thought that the poor people far away from the sea have flat hair and if you live by the sea and have flat hair is because you don't like the beach. HUH????
When I was very little, I used to believe that the difference between boys and girls was the length of the hair. One time I saw a picture of my aunt when she was little and she had short hair, and I said to my mom, "Oh, was that when Aunt Bridget used to be a boy?"
When I was little, I used to believe moustaches were nose hair that had grown to long and started comming out of a person's nose.
I was told that if i didnt wash my hair regularly it would turn green
I used to believe that talking would make hair grow in your mouth
When i was little i sucked on my hair and my parents friend told me that i would get a hair ball in my stomach and i would start coughing up hair.
~*i used to believe that boys had cooties lol*~
when we were driving through the woods(i lived in the woods), in the hot hot summers-the windows always open...i used to roll up my window all the way so the ticks didn't come fly in and get me--after all i had dark hair, and ticks loved dark hair?
when i was little i used to think the wind would make my hair blow off so every time i went out i would tell the people looking after me to hold my hair on
When I was a child, I used to believe men's mustaches were really long nose hairs growing out of their nostrils.
I used to believe that if you cut a piece of a persons hair you could torcher them like a voodoo doll
When I was little, I was horrified to find that I had hair above my eyes. Me, being the overdramatic one I am, didn't take time to notice that everyone else did and took drastic measures. I found my dad's razor and shaved them off. My mom couldn't stop laughing, and I still think it has something to do with the odd thickness and shape of my eyebrows now.
when i was little, i belived that your brain was the part of your body that was growing the hair on your head and not your scalp.
I used to believe that a mustache was just very long nosehair. I was disgusted when I read a book that said, "Santa stroked his long, curly, mustache." I thought that touching a mustache was grosser than picking your nose!
I once asked a balding family friend of ours how he lost his hair. He told me that he brushed his hair back too much until it fell out. I was terrified of brushing my hair for some time after that.
My childhood best-friend had a very red-haired younger sister who had been told and believed that red-heads had a tiny orange growing from the top of their head, and once it was big enough they could pick it and eat it!