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I was 10, and my brother who was 7 convinced me that the little hairs by my ears were called hashbrowns. One morning, mom was brushing my hair for school and I yelled, "Stop! You're ripping my hashbrowns out!"
She laughed at me and told me they were called sideburns. I confronted my brother later, with every intent on beating him for making me look stupid. He said, "Well, I knew they were either called hashbrowns or sideburns. Hashbrowns made more sense."
I was inclined to agree. Even today, my family calls them hashbrowns.
When I was young, my mom always told me when she would brush my hair at night that she was brushing out the knots. When I asked her what the "knots" were, she told me this story about the "knots" being little monsters that sneak into little girls' hair at night, and unless they got brushed out at least once a day, they'd take over my head and I'd have knotty hair forever.
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....."
My dad began balding in his twenties, so I've never known him with a full head of hair. Any time my brother or I would do something we weren't supposed to, he would tell us that's why he was bald. My favorite reason for his bald head was jumping on the furniture...
i use to believe that shampoo for "dry" hair meant you didnt need water; it was a failed attempt when i tried it out but my mom thought it was cute.
I used to think hair was a plant that grew on your head, i used to pull strands of hair out and try to find the seeds, I thought that one day I'd find them and sell then to bald people and get rich.
I used to think you could only wear curlers at night time when to bed. If you wore them in the day time they would not curl your hair!
I used to think that when people dyed their hair it would continue to grow that color forever. I think I thought this until I was 11 or 12, when I read that someone had dyed their hair red semi-permanently, and I spent days figuring out how that was possible.
I used to think I could have my hair cut long ...
I used to believe that old people got grey hair because at the base of every hair follicle was a can of paint. As the hair grew, it passed through the can of "hair colored" paint. When you get old, the paint runs out and your hair grows in grey or white...
I used to think that all people who had a beard where bad and wanted to hurt me. This didn't help conscidering my next door neighbour and several uncles had them
i use to believe that bald people had such shiny heads cause they didnt eat there vegatables
I used to believe that mustaches were grown from really long nose hairs.
I used to believe that blond hair grew in with dark roots. I transferred to a new school at the age of 11 and asked another student why her hair was so weird. (She was a natural blond)
I was convinced that you had to water your hair to make it grow, like plants. So the more you shampooed your hair, the longer it would grow.
I used to believe that all body hair consisted of dead nerve-endings. Nerves growing until they pushed through your skin, I guess. I continued this belief through high school until a fellow student set me straight in AP Biology.
I used to watch a lot of TV comercials about shampoo and I noticed that only girls washed their hair in the comercials. I thought boys and men did not wash their hair because there was no shampoo for them and that girls where the only ones allowed to use shampoos.
My little sister used to believe that a mullet was the "hair transplant" operation that balding men get.
My mom told me that if I didn't brush the tangles from my hair, it would become a rat's nest. I thought she meant that I would have rats in my hair and they would have their babies there.
I used to believe eating the crusts from sandwiches would make my hair curly.