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When I was little I used to think that the salt water in the ocean was sand water with no salt. I used to think that people called it salt water because the sand looked like salt.
When I was young my Dad would take us all to the beach often . So one day I asked my Dad why was the sea so salty? Well he said there was a salt making machine being shipped from Italy ( being from Italy himself) sunk in the middle of the ocean and to this day its still making salt...LOL
when i was younger i went to the beach once with my mother,i asked her where waves came from and she said that when whales wave their big fins, that creates the waves. And i beleived her for a long time!
i used to beleive that the foam in river estuarys and in the sea were dead mermaids, this is what i was told when i was younger by my parents
When I was young I could never figure out why I couldn't see the bunnies in the river. My parents would always look at the river and comment about how fast the rabbits were (rapids).
When I was a small child, I believed that if I stepped into a water puddle, i would fall into space. The puddle reflected the sky, which made it look to me like a neverending hole.
I believed that if you walked around water all the way, you would walk around the world not realizing that we have many bodies of water.
So many seafoam stories! My mom told me seafoam was the result of dead, decomposed mermaids. I was completely horrified and grossed out, and my brothers tortured me over it for years.
When I was about 8 or 9 I asked my father why I couldn't drink sea water. "Because it is salty", he replied. To which I, as any child of my age would do, asked "why is the sea salty?".
His answer was as follows: "The sea is salty because there was a giant who was way out at sea having dinner when he knocked the salt off his table into the sea, and made the sea salty."
To me, this made perfect sence as a child, and of course satisified my insatiable curiosity.
When I was at school I, intent on demonstrating my new found knowledge, proudly told the other children why the sea was salty, and much to my dismay they laughed at me.....but, I was still positive for a few years later that there was a giant out there waiting for his dessert.
I used to believe that the foam that sometimes washes up on the beach was shark saliva...
I used to believe that if you yelled at the waves and called them threatening names, mocking their size etc, you could make them bigger. I'm sure people at surf beaches used to wonder why there was this little kid out their with her boogie-board screaming "is that all you can do? My little sister is bigger than that, you wimpy wave" at the ocean...
i used to believe that the under toe was crack at the ocean floor like the grand canyon or valley and that it would suck you down and the close and you would die.
When we learned about the whole water cycle thing in class (you know evaporation/precipitation etc) i got it all mixed up. I thought if I accidentally left a glass of water out, it would evaporate and rain. I always got mad at myself when it rained cuz I thought it was myself, and I would yell at everyone who left out cups of water. I never thought about the lakes/rivers lol. I hate science
When I was younger I used to be scared to go swimming at my cabin because the waves made the water look like jello and I thought I would be sucked in and trapped.
When I was younger, my brother told be that mud puddles were actually chocolate milk! I would drink the water by the cup fulls!
my dad would take me fishing at the coast and would tell me not to step in the foam that washed up on the shore because sailors used to pee over the side of ships and it would wash ashore
I believed that if I threw enough rocks in the frog pond behind our house, it would turn into a paved bottom pool. Hours and hours, tons of rocks later, it was still fit for ducks only.
When i was a little kid, i used to go to the beach often in the summer, and reasoned that the ocean waves were what caused the earth to rotate. I therefore concluded that by getting in the way of the waves (swimming) i was making summer last a little longer.
i used to believe that there was a dropoff in the ocean and that if i walked to far out, i would fall down in it and never be found.
On one particular visit with my grandparents, when I was very young, I remember playing on the living room floor and finding a little piece of clear plastic that had apparently broken off of something. I was very excited, however, and ran into the kitchen where the adults were so I could show them the piece of "dry water" I had found. They kidded me about that for years...hey, it made sense at the time.