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My mother took my brother to the grocery store with her. He saw an african-american person for the first time and excitedly pointed out "Look! A chocolate person!"
I use to believe that black people were just people who go to the beach alot.
My papa always told me that I had freckles because i got to close to the cows and their poop splashed on me....
The sad thing about this one is that I wasn't even a kid - I was a young teen with new ZITS! I worked out in my head the idea that I could carefully but effectively remove them with sand paper. It did remove them in a sense, but did not have the desired effect. And it really hurt! A stupid believe (theory) but a true story. (PS - I only tried it once.)
I have a wart on the end of my index finger, and have since I can remember. When I was little I would suck my first two fingers. My brother told me that I sucked that wart right out of my finger, and I believed it!
Upon the birth of our youngest daughter, we found she had been born with an extremely large, "Hemangioma/Strawberry-type, Birth Mark." Because of it's extraordinary size, I had told my daughter (when she was about 2), that all babies born with Birth Marks had been kissed by an Angel and that explained why they had them, but that in Her case, she had been "kissed by an entire Host of Angels!" She's 13 today, and still believes this is true. (Or so she says she does!) *smile
I used to beleive that my freckles were from being out in the rain- My grandpa told me the rain rusted! I would scrub my face dry after being out in the rain, yet the freckles continued...
When I was about 5 or 6 years old, I overheard my mother mention 'colored people'. I thought that she meant people who were green, blue, purple, etc. I'd never seen anyone like that, so I was looking forward to seeing one someday. Of course, in school, I had plenty of black classmates, but it never occured to me to think of them as 'colored'.
I thought that a "birth mark" was the first place on your body that was born.
My birthmark is on the back of my head but my older sister's is on the inside of her knee and I could never figure out how THAT part of her could come out of my mom first.
I was about 4 when I first saw a black person. (give me a break, I lived on a farm in Tennessee!) My mother says that I asked him if someone had set him on fire! My mom does not remember how he explained his skin color to me...
When I was little, I believed I would grow warts if I touched the eye of a fish and the wart would smell "fishy" for the rest of my life!
When I was a small girl, I used to believe black men had fallen into chocolate.
When I was young, I thought that black people had a horrible skin affliction. I thought I would slowly turn black if I touched them, and so I avoided them like the plague until I was about 7 years old.
When my daughter was small she had some skin peeling on her feet, so I told her that she was growing out of her skin because she was getting bigger.
One day my husband and I came home and she was sitting on the couch peeling at her feet, and she said "Look Mom, I can't believe I'm still growing" She was 18!!!!!!!!!
When I was little I told my great-grand mother that if she spent less time in the tub she wouldn't be so pruny. Later I find out that it was just wrinkles!
I was told recently that when i was a wee little girlie [about 6] i tried to rub the 'dirt' off of a black friends skin.How stupid.
When I was little I thought that permanent markers would stay forever on your skin too. So one day I took a yellow highlighter (they were shaped the same as permanent markers, so I thought they were the same) and I decided to make a small mark on my jaw. Now WHY, if I thought it would be there forever, would I do that? I have no clue. But I was really worried for days after.
It was well known to us neighborhood kids, that eating crackers made the scabs, needed to stop cuts and scrapes from bleeding.
I used to believe if I lay out in the sun with a window screen over my face, I would get freckles, just like my best friend.
I used to believe that Tan people Counldn't get cold.