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I was born on July 2nd and because my family would all get together on the 4th, we would celebrate my birthday then. Every year we would end the day watching fireworks, and so for years I believed that the fireworks were my birthday present from God!
My birthday is in July. When I was little, I thought the 4th of July fireworks were in honor of MY birthday.
I used to believe that there was a specail place where everyone in the world went when they were 5. Since I was four, I was very much looking forward to my 5th birthday when I would get to go to the specail "Five-year old Land". Needless to say, I was very very disappointed when I turned 5.
I used to believe the day you turn 70 you would get thin, hunch backed, weak, sick, and old. My dad's turning 70 next year and I'm not so sure he'll get like that.
My father's birthday is on the 4th of July and when I was young, I used to think all the fireworks and celebrations were to celebrate his birthday. It made sense to me because my dad was so special. :-)
Learning that the whole city wasn't celebrating my dad's birthday was a bigger shock than learning that ...you know...Santa Claus thing.
My birthday is November 11 - Veteran's Day. My mother's birthday is May 13, which inevitably falls on or near Mother's Day; my father's is on June 15 -- near Father's Day. When I was very small, I used to get upset that the city would put up flags in the park on my birthday but not on my parent's.
Once, my Dad told me that you werent a year older untill you ate your birthday cake when I refused to eat it one year!
When my sister was around 7 or 8 she was invited to a birthday party. The invitation stated "The fun begins at 5:30!"
On the day of the party, it was getting close to 5:30, and my sister complained to my dad, who was dropping her off at the party, "Daaaaad, it's 5:26, the fun's gonna begin in 4 minutes!!!" She believed that the fun literally started at exactly 5:30"
My mom led me to believe that when I was turning 10 that I could really be 16 if I wanted to skip 6 birthdays I was really angry with her when I found out it wasn't true.
I used to belive that however many pieces of cake you had determined how old you were turning!
I used to think it was against international law, religious principles, etc. To be born on Christmas Day. :P
i thought I got one year older when my family sang the birthday song.
i thought when you turned 12 then you turned back into a baby and grew up until you were 12 again.
In second grade, my friend and I were very into the movie Grease. We thought that John Travolta, Olivia Newton-John and the other actors from Grease would hang out with us if my friend invited them to her birthday party. John actually wrote back and said that he wouldn't be able to make it, but he wished her a happy birthday!
This girl in my class, at finding out that I was turning six, told me that if I died when I was six, I would go to hell because six was the devil's number.
I convinced my sister one year we would skip her birthday. But then when she really believed me I some how convinced her that the next year she would have two birthdays.
when i was little i asked my mom what my zodiac sign was....i was born in july so i'm a cancer....but when she said it i thought she meant that i had cancer!
My name is Erin, my birthday is shortly before St. Patrick's day, and I grew up in an area with a large Irish population. For a few years, I thought all the "Erin Go Bragh" signs in store windows etc. were for me! I couldn't figure out why they said "Go Bragh" instead of "Happy Birthday" or something like that though (I could read pretty well).
I used to believe that you could only be born on a holiday or someone else's birthday. Funny enough I still believe that now..my oldest daughter was born on my birthday, and my other daughter was born on "Patriot's Day" (the OLD patriots day AKA Paul Revere's Midnight Ride not to be confused with the new one on Sept 11th.)
Just where does this belief come from? Hmmm...
My Bday April 4th (sometimes also Easter)
May 31/June 2 & 3rd Parents Anniv, bdays
Feb 18 Bro's Birthday (near Valentine's Day, honest to god he was late, and I thought my parents were worried because he missed the 14th, but made up for it by being born in the car in a blizzard!)
and my poor little brother was born on Oct 15....so I saved him by getting married on Oct 16th!
And he still won't let me live down that his birthday was overshadowed by my Rehearsal Dinner! :-)
So now..I tell the children it's the truth, you just don't know the person who shares your birthday yet, or the holiday will be invented just wait!
My two sisters and I were all born on Presidents birthdays.
My oldest sister = Kennedy
My middle sister = Lincoln
Me = Eisenhower
When I was younger I thought everyone in the world was born on a President's birthday. It made perfect sense to me then! =)