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My Jewish friend has a mole on the exact middle of his knee, and so do his other family members. Since he and his family were the only Jewish people i knew, I thought that only Jewish people had moles in the middle of their knees while other nationalities had them on a different spot in the knee, since I was Norwegian-American and most of my friends were American/Mexican and didn't have moles in the middle of our knees.
I once watched a video on youtube where a man slices his knee on a sharp rock and he gets a deep gash in his knee, when i was 5, and I was scared that if i got a deep gash in my knee, and I would die slowly since blood comes out
I used to think that African-American people ate lots of chocolate, which explained their skin color.
I used to think that people with freckles were smarter than people who didn't. Since i had freckles, i thought i was smarter than my other friends
For some reason, I thought that the term "black people" referred to people who had black hair, instead of people with dark brown skin. I had seen people with dark skin before, I just never made the connection or remembered that black people actually meant African-Americans and similar.
I'm white and have dark brown hair that looks almost black, so therefore, for a few days, I thought I was black. I even once thought I had an afro, until my mom told me that I actually have a straight bob cut(sort of like Severus Snape, or the classical composers Chopin and Liszt).
I didn't even realized that a lot of music I listened to as a kid wasn't even African-American, it was actually more European(like classical music from Little Einsteins). Wow, this post is kind of long for a belief i had for a short time!
When i was like six or seven years old, I once thought that when someone said something about "black people", it referred to their hair color, not their skin. Because of that, I thought that I was black, since I had black hair. I don't even know why I thought that, since I'm actually far from it!
I used to believe that the mole on my leg was from when my brother drew on it with a marker.
I used to think that white people were white because they ate too much vanilla. I'm black and i saw a white person for the first time at walmart when i was 5, and i shouted "look mommy, vanilla people!"
When i was 5, i thought that you could lick your elbow....
I used to believe that girls had no nipples. I just assumed that nipples were for boys, and girls just had bags of skin on their chests.
When my little brother was born, I believed that the reason he has a dark complexion and I have a light complexion was because he had been born at night and I had been born in the morning.
When I was younger, I would always pass a tattoo parlor on the way to the grocery store. Secretly, I wanted to go there to get a tattoo. Except I didn't want a permanent tattoo.. yes, I thought they sold temporary tattoos !
I used to believe that darker skinned people were just cooked for to long , until I was 8 and was punched in the nose for saying it to an Indian kid and was sat down and had it explained
I used to believe that if a splinter goes into your skin or in tehe finger and you dont removed on time it could go into your heart and you could die
I used to believe that freckles would spread (because an older kid on the playground had a very large black birth mark) and once you became an adult you would be black (black people) I didn't want this to happen to me so in turn any adult that was white, I thought was just lucky.
Until I was about 8 or 9 I thought that black people had just been burned in a fire and that was what made their skin darker.
My dad told me that the Simpsons were yellow because Marge made a poisonous soup and everybody in Springfield ate it, and became yellow. I believed it until I was 15, and I still suspect that there is an episode I missed in the begining where they turn yellow.
When I was growing up in Northern BC, Canada, my father told me that Eskimos were different from Caucasians because they didn't have sweat ducts - they didn't need to sweat because where they lived it was always cold. I believed this well into my teens, when I repeated it to a friend who laughed at me. That's when I realized my parents sometimes lied.
I used to believe that old people were actually young people and they just spent way to long in the bath and their skin had gone all wrinkle like... hence why I always had 3min baths.
When I was a little girl, I used to believe God left me in the oven longer then my brother and sister. I was the middle of three kids. My brother and sister had blonde hair and blue eyes. I however had caramel colored skin with brown hair and green eyes. When I asked my Mom why I looked different, she told me God left me in the oven longer that was why my skin was darker. She also told me that my eyes where green because some of the color from a rainbow fell into my eyes on the day I was born.