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when i was 5 someone told me thatif i made a ugly
face if the wind changed i would keepthat face for ever
I used to think that people who had brown eyes saw everything with a brownish tint. Everytime I would see someone with brown eyes, it made me sad for the rest of the day.
i used to believe that onlyout front has clothes, until one day when i looked into the mirror, i saw my back and said:"wow, i have clothes on my back too"
When I was maybe 4 years old, I suddenly decided that I couldn't wear pants anymore, because pants were for boys. I have no idea where this came from. Plenty of my little girlfriends wore pants, and I'd happily worn pants during my toddler days, but I wore nothing but big frilly dresses for years for fear I would become a little boy.
I used to think that there were left and right socks, to go with left and right shoes. It took a long time for me to get dressed as I put the sock on one foot, then the other, trying to figure out which foot it was made for.
Whenever I would finish taking a bath, I would put on baby powder (a lot). Oh how I loved that feeling that I would get - I was just like my mother, primping and getting ready, feeling so grown-up.
My older sister told me that if I used any more powder, I would turn really white, ghost/sheet/snow white. After putting a lot on and seeing that it wasn't disappearing, I believed her.
I still don't use baby powder, even though I now know that it won't turn your skin a ghostly white.
I used to believe that human beings were human "beans", and it was just a stroke of luck that one was born a human bean rather than a regular bean. I used to think that mexican jumping beans (before I heard there was an insect inside them) were sort of a "missing link" betweeen regular beans and "human beans".
My brother had a friend and his dad would tell him little fibs but he'd believe them. Once his dad said that he (the dad) was born with a cone head but every night his mom would rub it until it was round like a normal head.
when i was 3, i thought that bathing suits were formal clothes that people wore when they were having a wedding underwater
My family emigrated from an Eastern European country to live in the USA. After a few years, we all went to the Old Country to visit the relatives. One relative told us they had a very interesting doctor visiting heir little village, and he was BLACK! He had never seen a black person in his life. He never watched American TV, but did see movie posters. We told them that we lived and worked with people of many races in America. That impressed him very much. He thought most black people only appeared in movies like James Bond, or became doctors.
When I was younger my sister told me that running in cold weather would make me short. I was already short so I was terrified to play outside in the cold. I didn't learn this was untrue until I asked my college anatomy professor about it the other day.
when i was around 8, like every other little kid, it was quite fun making faces just for laughs. it was until my mom told me, 'gaby if you keep on making those faces, the wind is going to blow and you will stay with that face for the rest of your life!' i was dead scared after that and believed all along for some time.
I used to think that because I saw other people's faces, They could see their own face. This ticked me off because I couldn't see my face without a mirror.
I used to believe when girls/women wore nail polish they would act differently
When I was little, I was told that God made people of every color.....I was sure he used a big toaster.
I my brother and I were really chubby when we were little. Food and love in our family were the same thing.
I remember going to kindergarten and for the longest time feeling sorry for the average weight children because I thought their parents didn't love them. I called them, "the poor stick children."
I used to beleive that it was compulsory for all adult women to wear nylon tights all the time. I spent many years dreading becoming an adult because I really hated those tights.
I used to believe that cheerleaders didn't have hands, just pom-poms where they should be!
i used to think for some strange reason that people had really long noses like a sweeping brush handel and they were called nib nabs
I would run up to my parents with my shoes and ask "Which one goes on which foot?" They'd point to this one goes on this foot, that one goes on that foot. Then I'd hold up my socks and ask the same thing. Instead of saying that it didn't matter, they'd point to each sock and say this one goes on this foot... eventually I figured out how the shoes worked, but the logic behind the left vs. right sock eluded me for a very long time.