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I believed that crocheting was remarkably easy. All you did was get somebody to attach the yarn to the knitting needles and then rub them together vigorously and whatever you wanted to crochet would come out of where they were rubbing.
I've always loved drawing, mostly people or faces. But when I was little, I believed every single doodle you did was somehow transported to a different dimension to live forever and I do mean live, as in walk, talk, think and feel in the World of Drawings. So whenever I drew something ugly Id be consumed with guilt. I thought I was responsible for condemning this defective drawing to an eternal life of mockery and misery. Boy, did I use rubbers back then.
In my Girl Scout handbook there was a line about how a sculptor can 'see' the figure in a block of stone. I took that to mean that if you chipped away at a block of stone or wood you'd find a wonderful surprise in the form of some fabulous sculpture inside. I tried it with a block of plaster of Paris and all I got was a big pile of dust.
One time, when I was little, we were at the beach on a really hot day, and my cousin was flying a black kite shaped like a stingray. A storm rolled in so she had to take the kite down really fast. When she got the kite down it was hot and when she touched it, it burned her. And, as she got burned she said something like, Ow, he got me. After that, I always believed that kites could bite you.
My sister started Brownies 2 years before me and her and her friends would come home raving about how great 'Brown owl' was. When i eventually went to Brownies, i walked in the room and saw a brown plastic owl in the middle of the floor sat on a plastic toad stool. I looked at it horrified and whispered to my sister 'Is that brown owl???' wondering what sort of strange plastic-worshipping cult she'd brought me to. It wasn't until after she and her friend's had finished laughing at me that i realised Brown Owl was in fact a real person.
When I was a kid, I used to believe that you could be drafted into the Boy Scouts. (And I was deathly afraid!)
When I was little I loved to collect those erasers that smelled like fruit or candy or what have you. I noticed that over time the scent would fade and I thought it was because of people sniffing them too much, so when my friends sniffed them, I made them exhale through their noses back onto the eraser so they could "give back" the scent
i used to believe you couldn't draw on erasers with pencils because it would erase itself
When I was little, I heard someone say that the pianist "played by ear". I took this literally and thought that he played the piano with his ears. At one point, my belief was confirmed when I saw someone on a cartoon doing this.
My brother just had the weirdest hobby ever.One time at school when he was a kindergardener he was painting and he painted himself green and was sent home.Like a week later at home he painted himself Blue.
my mom decided he wanted to be a rainbow