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I used to think that when you got the sack, someone put you in a sack and threw you out the window like a sack of rubbish
Not me, but my cousin thought you had to be 30 to have body hair.
When I was a little boy, my grandfather created for me a wooden magic wand and he said if I used it, chocolate would appear in my room, because a fairy would come, attracted by my magic power. Every time I used my wand, it worked. And every time I used my wand, my grandmother wasn't with me…
When I was a little boy, I used to believe my father went in the fire to help the people, I saw him like a hero. But he is just a fireman. It's only his job.
Because in the movie I only saw the heroic side but in the reality it's a dangerous job, he needs courage fot this job.
But I feel protect, in security with my father.
I love my dad ! He remains a hero ! My hero !
When I was about seven, I put some of my mother's clothes on as a joke, but when Dad called me by her name, I freaked out because I thought that he really did think I was her!
I used to believe that the little figurines of the bride and groom on top of a wedding cake were required to look, in exact detail, like the actual bride and groom that were getting married. I also imagined that if you looked closely enough you might see that the figurines themselves had their own tiny wedding cake complete with still tinier figurines on top of it, who in turn would have a yet tinier wedding cake the size of a speck of dust, with molecule-sized figurines... on into infinity.
When I was a child I used to belive that my father had forever been a 40 years old man.
When I was in kindergarten, my teachers occasionally mentioned Mr. Mont, the school principal. A good ways into the year, we were told Mr. Mont was dropping by the classroom for a visit. And so he did, but imagine my disappointment when he turned out to be a human... since, for some strange reason, I'd been expecting a kangaroo. I'll never know why, but up until the point I actually saw him in person, every mention of Mr. Mont conjured up the mental image of a real, live kangaroo who was led around the school on a leash.
When I was a child I used to believe that if you wrote a letter to the stork you would have a sister or a brother.
As a kid I believed that in wedding anniversaries, the husband and wife do the same wedding process to confirm how many years they'd been married. Like, they'd re-enact their wedding to know how many years they have been married. So when I came up with that, it was only a few days until my parents' wedding anniversary, and I was excited to be a flower girl or bridesmaid. But I was disappointed when I found out it's not what I expected it to be. But a few days later, my cousin got married and I was a flower girl, so I was happy.