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Let me just start off by saying when I was little, I was a weird kid. I was like 8, and I wanted all the boys to like me, even way older ones. For some reason(I still don't know why) I thought it was like super sexy to stick out my tounge. So every time we went somewhere and there were guys around, I would stick out my tounge (not too far out) and try my best to look at them in a really seductive way! It took me a long time to figure out why they looked back at me like I was a freaking pervert/weirdo! Imagine what those people were thinking!
When I was six, I asked for and received a Lighted Makeup Mirror. From the commercials that showed a woman seeing herself in the mirror at different times of day, I believed that I could look in the mirror and magically see myself dressed and made up for "Home" "Office" "Evening" and "DayTime". How disappointed was my six year old self to see that it was only the light that changed, not me!
I believed for several years that the purpose of socks was to make it easier to put on trousers. Your bare feet would rub up against the trouser legs and stick to them, necessitating more effort to get them all the way through. Socks would just slide past.
Ok to start off I'm Black but when I was lil' my pre-school teacher asks all of us to tell the class something special about ourselves. I was a fairly light baby at birth ALMOST could be confused as white. And my mom had showed me a pic of when I was lil and said that I really used to be really "light." So I sat there with a grin on my face waiting for my turn and it finally came to me. And I proudly with a huge grin and stated: My mom told me I used to be white but then I turned black. I still remember the look of amazement of all my classmates. The teacher later had a lil chat with my mom and she promptly straightened everything out...my bad.
My 4 year old daughter was outside wearing a new pair of jeans playing with her older brothers and sister. They were playing in the water so her pants got a bit wet. She pulled up one pant leg only to find that the dye had begun turning her leg blue. Her older siblings then convinced her she was turning into a Smurf. She came screaming into the house hysterical, crying "I don't wanta be a smurf I don't wanta be a smurf" Her siblings were rolling on the ground with laughter. It was pretty funny.
My brother is three years younger than me and when he was about 6 he told me that if you're taller than someone than you're older than them.He couldn't wait to be taller than me!(he still isn't lol :) )
my sister told me that in order to 'mature' as a girl, there was a store called the 'boobie swop shop' across the bridge that you would visit when it was 'time'.
I had this image of all of these boobs hanging on hangers, and of course you had your choice.
When I was a boy my dad told me that they were spaying (by plane) for Gipsy Moths and that I had to wear a paper bag over my head to walk to school. So my brother and I got two paper bags, cut two holes for the eyes and walked to school. HAHA, my dad rocks
my mum when she told me if i keep frowning and the wind changed my face was going to stay like that. So I used to get my sister to blow across my face to see if it was true..... It's not.
Whenever I used to fight with my brother and make faces at him my mum told me that my face would stay like that if the wind blew. From that day onwards, i would just ignore him if he ever started a fight on a windy day (or outside!)
My father has a lot of pimples on his neck and his back for he is out in the sunshine a lot. In Vietnamese we call pimples "fly spots", which means they look similar to a small fly. My father explains to me that because he doesn't wear a shirt very often, so flies have chances to put their little poos on his back when he is sleeping. That's why I always wear a shirt to cover my back. (I'm a girl anyway.)
When I was about 5-6 my dad came home from work looked at me & said I see you have been looking through the screen again. I did'nt know what he meant. Mom said I have freckles. So i thought you got freckles from looking through the screen door..
My mother used to tell us this rhyme: "Fat and Skinny were lying in the bed. Fat rolled over, and Skinyy was dead."
Because I was thin, this terrified me. When our cousins would sleep over, some would sleep on the floor, and some would sleep in the bed. I was always afraid to sleep when my cousins slept over because I knew for sure because they were bigger, that it was not safe.
For Christmas, when I was 5, I got a Baby So Beautiful, which is an American doll that is designed in millions of ways, which means it can look like any little kid. I got one that looked exactly like me brown hair, green eyes and big red lips. I thought for a while that my sister and I (who got one too) were famous and everyone was buying our dolls. This happened until I looked at the catalogue.
when I was little and pulled a face at my sister, my mother always said, that if the wind changed directiond, my face would stay like that
When i was younger my grandpa would tell me he was going to get his ears lowered and when he came back his ears looked like they were lowered when really he was just getting his hair cut.
I used to think that if I closed my eyes I would be invisible
I used to think for some reason that when you wore clothes with buttons on them, you put on the shirt and then somebody came up and sewed them on your body and they stabbed you with a needle as they did it. i still rarely wear shirts with buttons.
When I was little, for some odd reason I used to think that when you got your ears pierced, it was this big medical process. You had to go to the hospital and then they put you in a hospital gown and strapped you to a board that took you through a machine and when you came out the other side, your ears were pierced...how they were actually pierced was beyond me.
when my brother was little my mom would have the hardest time trying to get him to keep his shirt tucked in. One day we were getting pictures done and he kept untucking it so my mom told him that if he didnt keep his shirt tucked in he would get a hernia. My dad had just had a hernia operation so we saw how much pain he was in. He never untucked his shirt again until he was about 14 and learned the truth.