the best of getting older
When I was little I used to think that adults had a very hard time not tipping over due to their height... I was scared to grow taller.
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the best of getting older
When I was little I used to think that adults had a very hard time not tipping over due to their height... I was scared to grow taller.

i use to believe that adults all belonged to a secret club, and when you went to sleep at night all the adults got together to talk about us kids (especially me) and conspire against them ...
as i got older i revised my belief so that it was just women that belonged to this secret club, and they conspired against men ...
i'm still half convinced this club exists ...
I used to believe that all old people eventually become demented when they get old enough. This was before people had identified Alzheimer's disease, so people couldn't easily explain why some old people became more and more incapacitated mentally. Anyway, I ued to wonder when my grandparents would start becoming forgetful and losing their minds...
when I was 15 I grew up in a very strict Pentacostal faith, after attending so many single sisters meeting taught by older sisters
constantly reminding young women not to chase boys and that the bible says "He That Findeth A Wife Finds A Good Thing"!
I belived that if a man in the church asked you to marry him I had to!!
I was so afraid of men I wore dresses longer than my grandmother and ran from men.
As we now know the more you run from a man the more he wants you. It got so bad that by the time I was 18 10 brothers asked for my hand in marriage.
I drove my pastor nuts and asked him to choose for me!!!
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when i was4 and a half i thought i would be 5 feet in kindergarten
When I was a little girl I very much wanted peirced ears. I thought that when you reached a certain age, you "grew" the little holes in your ears. I had no clue that you had to go to a special place and have your ears peirced there.
When I was a teen, my friends and I were having a discussion about our favorite guitar player. We thought he was really old, but he could still play even at such an advanced age. He was 28 at the time!
I belived I would someday live in a treetop.
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when I was little I used to think you had to have a baby before you got married!
When I was five I asked my mom if I would ever be as old as my older brother. She replied, "Yes, of course." This made me happy. I reasoned: If I would some day be his age, then some day later I might be older than him and I might be able to beat him up then.
I used to think that in order to grow, your parents took you to the doctor and he cut off your feet, put in some more leg, then put your feet back on.
This scared me to bits. When I told my mom about this and other weird beliefs I had, she asked... "Why did you ask me about this? I would have set your mind at ease." Of course, I had never asked her! If I had, sure as shooting, she would have exclaimed, "Oh thank you for reminding me, I have to make an appointment for you!"
I used to believe (& generally still do) that people I met for the first time were the same age as me, regardless of whether they blatantly looked older or younger
My parents both wear eyeglasses. None of my wee pals did. So I thought all grownups (and only grownups) wear them. This illusion must have faded well before I got glasses at age 10.
When I was little, I asked my grandpa why old men were bald. He said it was because they had gotten so smart that all the knowledge in their heads pushed the hair out.
When I was about four, I saw a very old hunched-over man with a cane walking down the sidewalk. I pondered this sight for awhile, and then realized" that he was so old, that his wrinkling and stooped posture were just the beginning of a process whereby he was slowly becoming a little baby once again. This made sense to me: little babies grew up, grew old, and in growing very old they became infants once again, and the cycle would continue. "Ahh," I thought, "I must have been an old man before."
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When my son was about six or seven, he asked my Dad who was in his sixties then, if he was the first man ever.
Since I had no sense of saving money or going to get a job before getting married so that you could afford to rent or buy a house to live in, I used to think that the moment you became an adult (spontaneously I guess) your mom would hand you a big stack of money and you would have to live off of that for the rest of your life. Yeah like that would happen!!
My dad had a scar in his back; it was like a gun shot-wound. for years I thought that he'd got it saving the prime-minister from an assassin. Then a few years back my mum told me it was really from where he'd fallen back on a pair of scissors as a kid.
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Growing up it seemed like my feet grew one size a year. I was convinced that my feet were going to keep growing until they were too big to fit into shoes.
I used to believe that life would be like "Happy Days" when I would be a teenager.
When I was about 10 my neighbours voice broke and he went through all that dreadful squeakiness! I was really worried, believing that I would have to go through it too. I confided in my best friend who told me not to be so stupid - girls voices don't break!