grown-ups: family

once, my mom and my older cousin went fishing on the mountain without me. i was jealous, and i suspected them to have an affair, in spite of their age difference and family relations. silly me!

when i was little, i used to believe that if i, somehow, got away from my mother, nobody would ever care to find me again, and that strangers wouldn`t care either, even if they had seen a kid alone in the city.

In my young days I believed that all people are related to me and irrespective of caste creed or colour, I considered them all as my superiors and I almost bowed before them, with the result that some of them thought that I was making fun of them.

I thought that in a Gay relationship there had to be a man playin the part of a women.
So I always asked if I heard that someone was gay: "Who is the women in the releatin ship"

There were twins in my class at school, and I thought that one day my younger sister would be the same age as me and look exactly like me, and people would think we were twins.

I used to believe that the number of people in your family dictate how many fingers you had. Since there were five of us, I rationalized that's why I had five fingers.

My mother was raised in an orphanage, and my father had parents, so I thought all mothers came from orphanages. I was around ten when a friend told me about her mother being a little girl and NOT in an orphanage.

I used to believe that since my grandma on my dad's side and my grandpa on my mom's side were boh widows that they would marry. They were from the same town, they were both our grandparents, why not, right? Funny thing is that my sisters had the same thoughts as well. Never happened, though. I think they took wedding vows a bit more seriously back then.

My mother use to say to my sister & I when we were in elementary school that if we consistently disobeyed her or gave her a hard time, she would call "Mr. Jones" to have us sent to his "farm" for bad children.

I used to believe that, when explaining a realisation I had to my elders, by stating that "a friend said" or that "I had read somewhere"... what I was saying would be believed (and yes I was telling the truth and it was usually correct as well). See I was brought up in a family that told me I didn't know anything because I was young. Even to this day I find myself having "genious moments" of realisation and discussing them with my boyfriend,telling him that somone at work had said... Never taking credit for the things I had figured out, even when it is fact.

I used to believe that my parents weren't my real parents, but were instead imposters wearing masks. Therefore, every once in a while I would try and catch them out pulling at their noses to try and remove the masks. They initially found this behaviour cute, but after a while my dad got really annoyed about it and would yell at me whenever I did it.... thus re-enforcing my belief.

As a child, I was told that every fourth human being was a chineese. As i was the fourth of four sisters, I was convinced that i was chineese...

A neighbor down the street has his car repossessed. We told my younger brother that mom and dad had not paid the doctor bills for his birth and they would soon be coming to reposes him.

When my Mum left my older sisters in charge of me whilst she was out, she told me that she had given them authority to smack me if I was naughty.
I spent ages looking for this authority hoping I could get rid of it before they could use it on me!

I told my little sister that she was stolen from Gypsies. I told her that me and my parents where on vacation and saw a group of gypsies washing their clothes beside a river and that she was laying in a basket to the side sleeping, so my parents stole her. She believed me for years until my mother finally got tired of me torturing my sister, so she dug up some old pictures of my sister in the hospital right after she was born to prove that she was an offical member of our family.

When my sisters and I were young and we were misbehaving...I used to believe that my mom was calling an orphanage to come and pick us up because we were being bad. I later found out that she was just calling "Time".