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I used to believe…

When I was about 10 my family brought me to a big family party in the country. During the party I met a distant cousing whose left hand and fingers were deformed and crooked. For some reason I was convinced that if I let him touch me my hand would painfully transform in the same shape. I spent the rest of that day warning people not to approach him and running away when he got near. I was terrified, but I also enjoyed the excitement. I never saw him again. I'm sorry JP.

I used to believe…

When I was growing up I lived in a very white community and had only heard of indians in the context of pocahotas (sp?). So anyway when I was about 6ish I got ill and my mom took me to the doctors and before we went in my mom thought it would be a good idea to tell me about the indian nurse I was going to be seeing. When I walked in I was a little confused and when the nurse walked over to her desk I asked my mom 'where's her feather?'.

I had a best friend named Jessica when I was little, and I swore she was really Jessie from Pokemon in disguise. She thought I was crazy, and so did my teachers as I had assured them that she really wanted to kidnap their Pokemon!

I just now found out that Anon isn't a person when i read the other comments.haha

I used to believe…

When my sister and I were little, we used to play "friend". One of us would walk up to the other and say something like "hi friend" and we would go back and forth talking completely normal, except we used the word friend instead of a name. We thought that's how you talked to your friends!

I could never understand how grown ups could tell if your shoes were on the right feet or not.. My mom always looked at the bottom of my shoes and I remember wondering what she was looking for. I thought there were some special words I couldn't see on the bottom of all my shoes...

I used to believe that children all had rounded noses, and as you grew older, it would become pointy, and the nostrils would become long and thin. I dreaded getting older because of this, and i liked my button nose.

I would read something and laugh, then I would see "Anon's" name and think he was a site hog and not think it was funny

I used to believe…

Val was fourteen and thought Anon was a person posting alot. I'm 32 and Val just told me that Anon was not a person!!!

I thought that when a child turned nine they were presented with a mini airplane so they could fly over other peoples houses and spy on them. On my ninth birthday I asked my mom where my airplane was, needless to say all of my spying dreams were crushed.

I used to believe…

In a store one day, I pointed to a very attractive black woman and said "Look at that man!". Not having seen many African Americans in my 2 years, I wrongly assumed every black person was male.

I used to believe…

When I was about 6 years old and I first heard of "facelifts," I thought the operation involved a complete face transplant. This was in the early '70s. So, when I heard Phyliis Diller had one I thought she'd have a completely different face and somebody else would be walking around with her old one.

I used to believe…

when I was in grade 3, about 7 years old, we had Religious Instruction class.I was told I was a Catholic but I had never heard this word. I thought I was a Catholic because my surname started with "C". I knew that Catholic was bad as all my friends were Anglican,whether or not their surname started with "A"

I used to believe…

On a few occasions I'd perused a newspaper and, in an article about the army, noticed that many people had names such as "Pte Johnson". Not knowing that Pte was an abbreviation for "private", I assumed that they were all named Pete but for one reason or another their parents misspelled it on their birth certificate. It then followed logically that this was why there were so many people with this name in the army -- if they had parents with such basic skills as the ability to correctly spell Pete, they may have been able to get a job doing something else.

I used to believe…

when I first started visiting this site, I was about fourteen, and it took me a while to realize that "Anon" meant anonymous and wasn't an actual person. For a while I was quite confused as to why this person was posting so many childhood beliefs.

I thought that when people got married, they just chose whatever surname in the world they wanted. I often wondered why they had chosen such a long and hard to spell one for our family!