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I used to think my birthday was a holiday everybody celebrated ]w]
When i was about five years old i used to think that on every birthday you grow like 5 feet taller and when i was like 3 years old i thought that your birthday means your going to die and be born again
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).
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 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 sister's birthday is July 5th. I used to get jealous because I thought the world was celebrating her birthday with fireworks and I got nothing on my birthday.
When I was about 6, one of the boys in my class told me that his older sister was turning 7. I got seriously confused because I knew his sister, and she was ALREADY 7 and couldn't understand why you got two 7th birthdays. So I asked him why, and he said it was because thats the law. Later on I asked my mom when my second 7th birthday was...she just looked at me like I was insane and told me to finish my dinner.
I used to think that i was older than my sister because my birthday came first(my birthday is on March 14 and my sister's is on September 17)
i thought that when it was your birthday you grow and then you didn't grow until a years time.
When I was around 5 or so I believed that your parents picked your birthday. I even asked my dad why they picked July 23rd as my birthday.
I think I believed that on your birthday you didn't turn a year older until your birthday party but this was disproved on my fifth birthday and my mom was rambling about me being five but I said "No I'm still four" because my party wasn't until later that night and my mom said "No you're five."
Whenever I had a birthday party as a child and someone would say, "make a wish" as I was blowing out the candles, I always believed that that meant I had to hold my hand up to my face while blowing them out. I don't know why, but I didn't know what a wish was.
I used to think that you could have your birthday any time you wanted, and that people just chose to have their birthdays once a year. I wanted to have my birthday once a day instead of once a year. Many mornings I would get up and announce to my family that today was my birthday.
When I was little I thought I was the only one who grew. I used to tell my brother, who is two years older than me, that in two years I would be the same age as him.
My birthday is Dec 31st. Until I was 7 or so, I used to believe that the New Year's Eve parties around the world were commemorating my birthday. Imagine, billions of people celebrating my birthday!
My sister is 3 years older than me, and i remember thining very clearly at age 4 " (My sister's birthday is in 6 days, i have to hurry up and have 3 birthdasy to be older than her ! " needless to say, its been years and im still not any closer to her present age
When I was younger, I knew a Jewish kid that was born on Christmas. Without asking anyone, I automatically thought that anyone born on Christmas had to be Jewish because they couldn't celebrate their birthday and Christmas on the same day. I'm a teenager now (16) and after I finally told one of my friends a few weeks ago, I realize how stupid of a belief this was.
When I was little I didn't really understand the concept of a 'Birthday'. I knew it happened once a year but I didn't think it had a set date so every year i'd ask my mum what day my birthday was on.
My sister was a year older than me. At some point (probably when I was 3, she 4), I told my mom that I wouldn't wait until next year, when I would get a chance to be a girl and see what it was like.
I used to believe that everybody had a separate date for their birthday and their birthday party. I would go around telling the neighbors " My birthday's march 7 and my party is march 9"