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when i was very young, i told my childless aunt and uncle that they should name their first kid "hammerhead-shark-fin-poopy-butt hund."
they're having twins this march.
Once when I played with wet paint and got it all over me, my brother told me I would get "a lickin" when dad got home. I thought that meant I would get a popsicle. Boy was I suprised!
When I was a little girl we lived in what was then a country area. Looking at it now it is so close to our capital city that I have to laugh! Anyway, we went barefoot a lot, and I was the youngest of four. I clearly remember that if I stood on a rusty nail my father would give me a shiny new (Australian)penny to take my mind off it. I am now 65, and it is only recently that I have thought about it and realised that he must have cleaned up an old penny to make me feel good.Isn't that wonderful. What a great man he was!
I used to believe that my mother's side of the family and my father's side of the family were all related. So, I'd would be like,"Grandmother (mother's mother) have you seen Grandpapa(father's father) latley?" Even though they had never met!
after watching roald dahl's "the witches" i used to believe my mother and every other female adult were out to eat me... they would all get together and swap recipes and decide whose child to have for dinner next at weekly meetings... i had a plan that upon capturement i would convince them somehow that i too was a witch and that my sister would make for better eating.
I used to believe that my parents were actually aliens. I thought that they wanted to poison me, but since they wouldn't want to poison my little brother they couldn't. I was afraid to eat anything that my mom made just for me.
My sister once told me that my parents went to a cabbage patch and found me next to a rock. She told me the only reason they picked me was because the cabbage next to me was rotten so they had no choice. For years I thought it was true and that my parents resented me for not being ripe cabbage. Every time my parents made cabbage I would get really upset and they didn't know why. They thought it was because I didn't like eating cabbage and it wasn't until years later that they connected the dots and realized why I freaked out over cabbage.
When I was younger, my Pap used to tell me he was the President of the United States. I believed him, because his middle name was Lincoln, and also, he was my Pap, why couldn't he be? lol
When I Stayed At My Grandpas With My 2 Sisters We Would Ask Him If He Could Give Us PiggyBacks. When We Asked Him He Would Say Nah! I Got A Bone In My Leg! And We Would All Together Pick Him Up Off His Chair. Then When We Grew Up A Bit He Said Nah! I Got A Bone In My Leg And We Said: We Would Hope So!
When I was about 5 I went on a family trip to a safari park, along with my mum and grandparents, came my uncle and aunt. Now my uncle is a wonderful man, but can be quite shy and quiet. However he is very clever so when he does speak I listen.
We were pulling into the drive of the park and went over a cattle grid. Being from the city id never seen one before and asked what it was. To which my uncle answered its a ''Gazumnearmniebush'', being so young and coming from him, I assumed it must be true.
Imagine my embarrasment when going over one on the college coach ( on my 1st day, at age 17) and exclaiming that it was a gazumnearmniebush. Luckily another very kind student explained the truth. My entire family had taken to using the word, assuming I knew what they were really called but just liked the name.
I was totally convinced (and even tried to convince my lil' sister) that my parents were aliens and at night when we went to bed, they would come out of their human bodies.
I met a girl who was adopted, and she knew about it, and she was an only child to her adopted parents. The adopted parents gave her own room (of course) with a canopy bed, and so many toys, and even a child-size playhouse in the back yard. I wanted to be adopted too. Because of her naturally curly hair, I thought she was Shirley Temple.
When my daughter was very young, we used to go to the corner mailbox to post letters to Grandma. At that time, US first class stamps had George Washington's face on them. So you can imagine my surprise when one day Suzy looked at a dollar bill and exclaimed, "Grandma!" She logically assumed that George Washington was her grandmother!
When I was about 4 or 5 my mom must have told my dad to stop acting like a 10 year old. I misunderstood and actually thought he was 10 and thought wow my dad is really young!
Our grandmother, with the cooperation of all of our other relatives, fostered the belief in us that, if we were bad, we could be taken to "Jones's Home," a terrible kind of orphanage where we ould live out the rest of our childhoods in abusive misery and squalor.
When my grandmother went to China to live for a few years I told my little sister (then 8) that when she came back she would look Chinese and only speak Chinese. She was convinced that this was true.
WHEN I WAS YOUNGER I THOUGHT THAT MY FATHER WAS THE DEMON WHEN HE GOT ANGRY AT MY, I REALY BELIEVE THAT
I used to believe that my mom was extremely old due to a black and white picture of her riding a carriage. Ten years later I finally figured out it was one of those old time photos from an amusement park!
When I was younger, both mine and ll of my friends' mothers had glasses. For quite a while, I used to believe all moms wore glasses.
I used to think I was adopted and that my real parents were in some source of trouble so they put me in a trash can to keep me safe. Both of them were supposed to have been killed. so my real parents found me in the trash can.