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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 in kindergarden our teacher was teaching us our left and right hands. She did this while facing us, therefore her left was our right and she tried to explain that this was because she was facing me. I didn't understand so for a long time i thought that when you became an adult your right hand became your left and vice versa.I kept waiting for the day that my hands would switch.
When I was 5, I was on an airplane when I heard a man ask an older man how old he was. He may have said "71" or "81" but I only heard "one". For a long time I thought that we start back at 1 once we got to 100 years old.
When I was about 5 I believed people didnt stop growing, so when I was told my great gran was in her 90s i thought she'd be taller than a house
When they ask me what i wanted to become when i was older.
I always replied: "A pet shop" Yep the store itself..
And when i was a little bit older they asked me what i wanted to be when i grow up i always replied "A vegetarian".
I guess i really loved animals.
I used to hear about parents letting their kids go at 18, and I thought that, on your 18th birthday exactly, you'd have to leave. I played this doll game where my doll was 18, and I was standing on a stool saying, "Goodbye, Mary, I have to let you go."
I once asked my mother that if people grew bigger as they got older, what happened to other things, like the table, or my toys... she told me that, obviously, they shrunk. So for a long time I believed that living things grew bigger over time and inanimate objects got smaller.... easy to believe since I kept outgrowing all my clothes.
i used to believe that you were suppossed to grow taller than your parents, and then when i didnt i was sad.
My brother that is 6 years younger than me used to believe that in seven years he would be older than me.
When I was 3, I was at home with the chicken pox and I remember I was curled up in my mom's lap. I asked her if grandmas and grandpas got smaller as they got older and turned back into babies. I remembered people saying that old people got shorter and just thought maybe they turned into babies again.
When I was little I asked my grandpa if he rode a dinosaur to school when he was little. He said of course he did!
I used to believe that my mind would at some point kick into "auto-drive", and I would be just like everyone else. Every year it didn't happen I thought for sure the next year.
I used to believe that the taller you were the older you were, so of all my mates I was the oldest because I was the tallest.
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.
When I was very small, I remember believing that the natural progression of age would transform me from a daughter to a son, then to a mother, then to a father, then a grandmother, then a grandfather. I guess I didn't understand the mechanics of gender yet.
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 used to be scared of growing up. This was because I thought that at a certain age you would be kicked out of home and you would have to find a family. I thought you would have to ask random people on the streets if they would like to be the Aunty, Dad or Mum e.t.c in your family. Growing up sounded really scary!
When I was young there were a lot of foods I didn't like. My grandma, who was the one who cooked used to tell me that adults liked all foods and that I wasn't going to grow up until I started liking all foods. I believed her for awhile, but still wouldn't eat certain foods.
when i was a little girl, i believed that when i hit puberty i would grow a penis and become a man. when people asked me what i was going to be when i grew up, that's what i said: a man. never happened, thank goodness. :)
I was convinced that the wrinkles on an adults forehead meant intelligence. The more wrinkles the smarter the person.