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I used to believe…

Until i was about 7 years old i believed that if you were born black you would eventually turn white and if you were born white you would turn black. I remember my mum asking me when i very young what i wanted to be when i grew up and i rubbed my face and said "black! black!" i think she tried to explain but i didnt believe her and when we were asked the same question in the first grade i said i wanted to be a Janet Jackson inpersonator, since i was going to be black!

I used to believe…

When I was 5, my Aunty that I didn't know too well came back from a trip to Japan. She bought me a geisha doll, and my mum told me "This is from Japan".
From the day for about two years, I called her Aunty Japan.

I used to believe…

When i first came to the website, i saw anon was in orange and i thought, oh, it must be the maker of the sites name, so i wanted to explore the website and i thought lets read about the maker of the site, anon, i clicked on it and yea.... now i know what it means...

mind you, this only happened yesterday!!!

I used to think all guys we're called "Bill". So instead of saying "Who is that man?" I would say "Who is that Bill?" My mom said that happened because at that time the only men I really was around like my grandfather, uncle and cousin were all named Bill.

I used to believe when I was a kid that Abraham Lincoln was the first black president. It made sense at the time because he was on a copper penny and he had curly hair and he freed the slaves. It was quite embarrassing when I found out from a friend that I was quite mistaken.

i used to believe that we were all just little dolls and the world was a play house and there were giant people up in the sky playing with us like little girls play with barbie dolls.

i was stupid

I used to believe…

When I was little I believed that a person had two names, one when they were a "child" and one when they are a "adult"
For example, I asked my mom one day( her name is viki) what her name was when she was a kid and she laughed at me.

I was around 4.

i used to believe that people can read my mind and that the government was spying at us at night (thats what that little beep i would hear was).I also just found out anon wasnt a real person .

I used to believe…

When I was little, my dad had a friend named Theresa. He always talked about her and about what a good-hearted person she was. Thing is, she lived in another state so I never met her. I only heard my dad talking about how kind and caring she was. So I concluded that she was in fact Mother Theresa.

I used to believe…

When I was 5 years old, our housekeeper, Maddie, missed a week of work after she suffered a severe laceration to leg by walking through a sliding glass door. When she came back, she had a huge gauze bandage on the leg with a huge, ugly brown stain that she told me was dried blood. Little scientist that I was, I deduced that black people were �black� because their blood was brown! Of course, I later learned blood turns brown after it dries, but, hey! I was 5.

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When I was seven and my mum was pregnant, I thought that because my step-dad was really tanned (he's got Spanish roots) my new little sister would be mixed race and have really curly hair like black people, and that I'd be able to plait it without having to tie it up at the ends. I was really disappointed when she didn't.

I saw a small parade while shopping with my mother when I was about 5. Marching in the parade were a couple of Planters Peanut characters and I truly believed they were real beings like people only PEANUT people with long black arms and legs and bodies shaped like peanuts. They were people but a different species living in a different country. Every time I see a picture of a Planter Peanut 'person' it makes me laugh.

I used to believe…

My little sister who is two years younger than me used to think Ronald McDonald was what the devil must look like. She was really scared of him. Once there was a man dressed up (obviously) as Ronald McDonald doing some promotion at the local McDonalds and handing out games to the kids. My sister got so scared when he said 'Hello little girl, would you like one of these games?' that she kicked him in the shin and ran away screaming. As my siblings and I knew how afraid she was of Ronald McDonald we'd send my sister downstairs for some water or for something and then turn out the lights and shout 'RONALD McDONALD!' and she'd come running up the stairs screaming and crying. I know, children can be so cruel. She laughs about it now, but she still thinks he's well scary :p

I used to believe…

When my sister and I were little, my Mom told us that it was illegal to get your ears pierced before you were six years old. Every time we would see a baby or toddler with earrings in, we would freak out and think that they were going to go to jail.

i didn't know i was adopted till i was about 7, so when my brother told me that the only reason i was a different color was because my dad had me stand naked, with my hands against a wall and my feet flat and spray painted me brown, i believed him!

I'm such a friggin' idiot-- I JUST, Litterally, JUST checked why this guy, Anon was special and was highlighted in orange. I kept reading all these posted by this ANON, well, I couldn't figure out why ANON was a girl for one post and a boy one down. I was afraid He/she was a hermaphrodite, so I clicked on the name... It said it was posted anonomously [ REALLY mispelled, but I don't care. I'm blonde or sumthin.