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When I was little, like 7 or 8 years ago when I was 4 or 5, I used to visit Nags Head, North Carolina each summer with my whole family. We would always rent a 2-story house that was within walking distance of the beach and it always had a jacuzzi (we didn't always rent the same house). I remember hearing in the news one summer that a girl around 14 or 15 had been in her jacuzzi and started to like go under and swim around. On the news it had said that she had gotten sucked under and had drowned.
Being the small child that I was, I thought that she had been sucked down the drain, never to be seen or heard from again. This scared me very much and I never swam around in a jacuzzi for like 5 years. I was scared out of my wits that I would get sucked down the drain. Thus, my fear of drowning for years after this.
Now, at 12 almost 13 years old, I know that this was not what had happened to her and that her hair had just gotten caught in the filter, which made her drown.
I feel so stupid. :)
I used to think that the shallow part of the lake was a different type of watter than the deep part of the lake.
When I was little I was playing with my friend in the garden. I got out the hose to spray him and he told me he was allergic to water. For years after that I used to get really worried about him when it rained!
when i was in france (i was 7( i asked my dad why the sea tasted horrible he said "because a long time ago a man in china was carrying salt from china to england and he filled up his boat and it was fine he put in more it was still fine but he put in so much the boat capsized and thats why the water is salty!" well i belived him for years and when i was about 13 (knowing the real truth) i told a friend at school and he had been told a similer story by his dad!
I used to believe that if I put my head under water in the tub or in a pool that it would go into my ears and into my brain. For years I could never go underwater.
I used to believe that when launching your boat in the water, that it stayed on the trailor and used the wheels to drive along the bottom of the bay. I used to think the bumps and were from the wheels hitting the bottom of the bay.
I met an ex-girlfriend and we went for a walk along the seafront, the sea was really rough. Anyway, I spoke to her a week later and told her that the sea was so rough that even fish were drowning, it was on the news. She believed me, bless her.
When I was four years old my family went to a lake for a vacation. I was not allowed in the lake except for the roped-off kiddie area, but I wanted it deeper, so I spent two weeks getting sandpails of water from the other side of the dock and pouring it into the wading area. I must have been pretty dense because it never did dawn on me that I wasn't getting anywhere.
I used to believe that when we road in our open boat over the ocean and we hit a hard wave, that the boat was hitting the bottom
(ground, floor of the ocean.) When I got over and discovered the really true terror of fathoms and fathoms beneath me, I couldn't ever get on a boat again that crossed that 26 miles to Catalina.
I used to believe the whitewash on waves was actually whale pee.
When my lil brother was a tot he wandered away from our beach picnic....slowly wading himself into the water...up to his head....when rescued he replied, "THAT WATER TRIED TO DROWN ME"...
I used to believe until about 5 minutes ago when I read that someone else had the same belief, that the sky was blue because it reflected the ocean. I too, was told this by a teacher who even used a theory about water, air, and light molecules reflecting off each other creating the effect. I am astounded. I am 34 years old.
I also used to believe that teachers could be trusted.
As a kid I had heard that song 'there's a hole in the bottom of the ocean, there's a hole in the bottom of the sea.' I had also been read that 'Cinese Brothers' story about the boy who could swallow the whole ocean. So the two got linked in my mind.
After that, I thought if I went swimming I would get sucked into the hole. Even though we lived near the beach, I refused to even stick a toe in the water for years after that.
I used to believe that the water in water fountains kept being reused, and I was drinking other peoples spit everytime I drank at the water fountain.
My mum told me that there were dangerous currents in rivers and from then on I always looked for currants(the berries) floating around in the water!
Until very recently, I believed that waterwheels on the sides of mills were there to move the water along in the river.
I am 44.
When my daughter was 4 years old, she watched a tv show on the volcanos of Hawaii. They showed the lava, or "lavie", flowing into the ocean. For about 6 months after that she was convinced that "lavie" would come out of the hot water fawcet when ever she turned it on...
when i used to go to the beach when i was wee.I used to ask who was it that pulled the plug in the sea when the tide had gone out?
I used to believe that when there was more than one reservoir, one was for collecting hot water and the other stored cold!
As a young and very guilable 15 year old I was given to beleave by some much older and 'wiser' work mates that the windows in igloos were made from freezeing 'hot' water, it was only many years later it came to me how i'd been had.