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I got a mouth full of ocean water in my mouth when I was three or four, and quickly asked my parents who put the salt in the water. I also developed my own theories. I used to believe that the reason why the ocean was salty is because people would lean off the docks and pour table salt in the water.
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.
When i was about 6 i went on a trip with my school to a water cleansing factory, we were then told how the water was cleansed and that we could be drinking water which dinosours had 'pee'd' in it and i was drinking their urine! I didn't drink water for a long time after that, i stuck to fizzy bottled pop...
When I was a child I used to speak to the sea and I believed it could answer with its waves. So, when it was rough I tried every time to calm it down with compliments and affectionate sentences.
I didn't understand how floods were contained (by higher ground) so I assumed they ended suddenly, like huge cubes of water.
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...
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 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!
I used to believe that the foam that sometimes washes up on the beach was shark saliva...
I believed that the yellowish foam by the ocean was dolphin pee because my dad told me
I used to believe that when running back with the receding surf at the beach, the earth was rotating in the opposite direcction of what I was running, so that I was staying on the same spot.
My Dad used to take me to the beach as a toddler.
We would stand on the edge of the rocks and wait for the waves to come and splash on our feet.
Dad informed me that it was the sea kissing our toes.
I took it literally and though that the sea was a huge living creature.
I was utterly afraid of it, and I still can't swim.
When I was little my brother told me about the 'undertoad' of the ocean. For about three years after he told me this I was positive that every time I went near the ocean I would be grabbed by the giant undertoad and washe out to sea. I wouldn't even put my toes in the wavelets!
I thought that if you ate less than 30 minutes before going into the water to swim, if you got into the water up to at least your stomach, you would instantly drown. And I had no idea WHY this was -- I never questioned it!
Until my 5th class, when we went to the beach I used to think that the ships near the horizon will fall down from earth into the ocean.
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 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 young I used to believe that thee white foam on crashing waves was actually the white manes of unicorns.
i used to believe that salt in the ocean got deposited there by humans. and i pictured scuba divers shaking salt shakers under the sea.
I used to believe that the whit foam on the waves in the sea was old mermaid hair! cccccrazy, I thought everyone thought that!