people: appearance

i once thought that some days your face changed to look like someone else's

i decided one day on my way to nursery, that i looked like this girl who i didn't like and refused to go in (involving kicking and screaming). my mum didn't make me go but she was furious because i wouldn't tell her why.

In 1st and 2nd grades it was "cool" to wear a bra, and, of course, none of us did. But I used to roll up my undershirt and tell everyone I was wearing one. I was so cool. lol

I thought that you could get arrested if you went in the handicap restroom if you weren't handicapped

For a long time when i was little, i never made faces (like put my nose up like a pig) while i was outside and the wind was blowing, because my aunties and uncle told me that if ou do that, then your face will stay like that forever. My aunties even told me that they knew a girl in their class at school who had done that, and that she always had a screwed up face because she'd done just that.

Up until I was about 10, my dad always called hair gel "Brokaw" because of Tom Brokaw on the news, and how he always had his hair gelled. My brother and I thought that Brokaw was another name for hair gel and called it that.

One of my old beliefs might sound a bit racist, but, I was young, I used to think that all black and mixed race people HAD to wear a spot on their foreheads.

My son had very light blond hair as a small boy and we called him our "little toe-head". He'd always say, "Nossir!" Years later he confessed that he thought we were telling him his head was shaped like a big toe. Poor baby.

I used to think that the difference between a skirt and a dress was the hemline - a skirt was short and a dress was long. I didn't learn the truth until my girlfriend explained it to me at the age of 21.

In my elementary school, there were two kids with Down syndrome. I didn't really understand what was up with them because no one would talk about it - I only knew that they looked funny, in sort of the same way, so I assumed they were related.
When I found out the truth I felt like I'd committed some terrible crime, and every time I come across someone with Down syndrome, I'm a little afraid they'll be mad at me for it.

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 little I didnt recognise people by what color/race they were but by their hair. Instead of describing some one as white, black, ect I would say the curly hair girl of the blond girl. It was years before I even really noticed race. When your young things like that dont matter and its sad that sometimes when you grow older you do notice.

When I was younger I used to think that people had all been brutally de-clawed at birth since we don't have claws like most mammals.

When I was a little girl, I used to believe that all of the kids that wore saddle shoes were retarded. Imagine my shock and disbelief when my own mother actually bought a pair for me and wanted me to wear them! Even at such an early age, I remember thinking, "Is she trying to TELL me something??" :-)

when i was younger i used to always make weird faces at my sisters and cousins(e.i crossing my eyes, etc.) and my parents used to tell me that if i kept making faces that it would stay like that forever.

when i was little, i used to make faces, especially the one where you put your fingers in your cheeks and pull so you have a horizontally oblong-ish mouth. my mom told me that if the wind blew the wrong way, my face would stay like that forever.

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.