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When I was a child, I used to believe that my father was as young as me. He was born on the 14th. of april and I was born on the 16th., just two days later! I didn't understand the time and why he seemed older and wrinkled than me.
When I was little. I always thought that when grown ups were young I was old and that when I became old again, the grown ups would become young again.
As a young child I believed that when I turned into an adult I'd have to go in the store naked to get adult clothes.
I thought that enchiladas were an inch long (inch-aladas). Before I had a good grasp on what an inch was, I thought this meant that an inch was fairly big, the size of an enchilada. I kept assuming that an inch was big, bigger and bigger until I was set straight after declaring that a car was an inch long.
When I was about 4 years old I thought that exactly halfway through your life you turned into the opposite sex.
I was the youngest of 5 children. The three oldest were 10, 11, and 12 years older than me. I believed that as I grew up, they would get smaller, so I would have a fair chance at getting them back.
My oldest sister is 15 years my senior. I used to think that she was older than my mom.
I used to believe that if you were a boy when you were born then you grew up to be a girl & vice versa. Thanks Grandpa.... then my Dad tried to convince my kids of the same thing - luckily they were smnarter than me - imagine my embarassment when i went to school & told people that my Grandpa used to be a little girl!
I used to believe that when a person got old, they turned Italian- as a child the only old people I knew actually spoke Italian, I had never come in contact with a non-Italian senior.
i used to believe that everyone was born as the opposite sex, and that you changed when you started school.
I believed that people in the fifties couldn't see in color. When I was about eight years old I said to my mother, "Mom, when did you start seeing in color?" She was born in 1953.
The day I turned nine I had to ask my mother how old I was going to be. Sarcastically, she answered, "Nine hundred! How old do you think you are, dummy?!" I went all the rest of that week thinking I was nine hundred years old.
I used to think that "gentlemens clubs" were where guys went to dress fancy with top hats and tuxes and they were there to have dinner parties.
I used to believe that good wins over evil but... then santa didn't show up and i grew up! :)
when i was around 6 or 7, I asked my grandmother how did she get wrinkles and she told me that some guy in Colombia named Carlos did them for her. I didnt want to be rude and ask "why because wrinkles make you look ugly?' Not until i was around 11 or 12 i realized it was old age.
She doesnt remember telling me that story -__-
When my husband was about 4 years old he asked his great grandma "you were around at the time of dinosaurs,what was it like?" The whole family fell off their chairs laughing!
I used to believe that halfway through your life, you switched gender.
When I was young I had a babysitter who took hormone pills but she said "homeown" (say it in your head), so I thought that when you owned a house you had to take pills.
I also believed that when playing in the ocean and the waves went over you they were actually going through you.
When I was a child, I believed that everything would always work of for the best. Now, only at the age of 17, I know that this is not true. We learn only from our mistakes, and mistakes do not usually work out for the best.
As a kid, I noticed that kids were flexible and adults were stiff in their movements; adults also seemed to be really interested in exercise. So I assumed that as you got older, you had to be careful to exercise & keep moving so you didn't stiffen up and die.
With this state of affairs in effect, it always bothered me how if people broke their bones, the doctors immobilized the broken part so it could heal. So I wondered why doctors thought this was a good idea, given that the part of their bodies that got broken got older faster from being intentionally stiffened by a cast.
I figured that having a part of your body that had gotten broken getting older faster was better than having it fall off entirely, because broken things were thrown away in the garbage. I thought once a limb had been broken, it would rot in a race with getting gangrene if you did not get a cast on it. (This also explained the bad smell inside of a cast as a race between aging and rotting.) This also explained to me how people who had been in an accident were somewhat broken for the rest of their lives.
All of these ideas made me very careful to not break a bone when I was a child, and to be very sympathetic & compassionate to people who had broken a bone.