birthdays
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I used to think that no one had a birthday in January, because it was the beginning of the year.
I believed their was an Indian girl that lived in Canada that had the same birthday as me and was the same age as me, and it was really her in the picture on the birthday card she sent me. Coincidently, my grandfather used to tell be bedtime stories about an Indian girl. Hmm. Unfortunatly, I was a very skeptical child, and soon figured out that my grandfather had bought a birthday card for me while he was in Canada, and written me a letter as if he were the girl. Hence it was in his handwriting. I couldn't have been more than 6.
My birthday is July 4, my parents and grandparents told me that the "fireworks" were set off in honor of my birthday every year. I believed it for the longest time.
For a short time i used to think that people could choose when they wanted their birthdays....i thought this b/c i knew this boy who's birthday was like on the 15... but had his partyin the 12!
My teacher was telling us a story about how when she was 5, since her birthday is October 10th...10/10, she thought everyone's birthday was like her's. For example, 5/5(May 5th), 6/6(June 6th), 7/7(July 7th), and so on.
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!
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 younger my brother told me his birthday was coming up, I told him that's not possible because he's younger than me and my birthday should be first. He looked at me like I was stupid and my mom explained. What's embaressing is that he's two years younger than me and knew before I did.
I used to believe that on my birthday I was the boss for the day and everyone had to obey me.
When I was little I used to always have my birthday parties on my actual birthday. One year, to trick me a couple of days before my birthday (and party) my mom said that my birthday wasn't on the 11th of November but the 12th. when I went to school that day I told everyone who was coming to my party that we got the dates wrong and they were all to come the day after. Well, needless to say, my mom didn't trick me after that!
When I was little my aunt told me that my birthday was a national holiday and everyone celebrated my birthday. I believed her.
When I was about 4 or 5 I thought you had to have your party on your birthday, and got confused when I'd been to a friend's party and was told it was her birthday a week later...
This is probably pretty common, but I used to believe that on your birthday you grew taller.
I remember when I turned five I tried to measure myself, because older kids looked bigger, so now I was five, I must be bigger. My dad laughed and told me it wasn't true and I got upset.
I used to believe that you could change your date of birth to whenever you wanted it.
i thought when you turned 12 then you turned back into a baby and grew up until you were 12 again.
I had my birthday party at an aquarium when I was 5. While we were eating our lunch, a worker came along with someone dressed up as the mascot "Sammy the Seal". She asked me when my birthday was and surprise surprise, that was Sammy's too! Obviously, this was an out and out lie, but being 5 and terrified, I just accepted it.
I never thought about questioning it until I was 15. Why??
When I was 2 and a half. I had to have a "birthday" party because I couldn't remember my birthday when I turned 2. My parents agreed and bought hostess cupcakes and my mom put a candle in mine and lit it. I started to cry because my cake was on fire!
i used to belive your mum and dad chose your birthday
when i was 4 i always wonder how dr knows the gender of new born baby
becoz i used to believe that babys born with cloths
When I was little I saw an episode of The Golden Girls. In it the girls were throwing their friend a surprise birthday party, and he ended up having a heart attack and died. After watching that I believed that you could only die on your brithday. So every year the night before my birthday I would get really excited about the presents and party I would get. But then I'd get really sad because I thought I might die. I'd pray to God and ask him to spare me for another year. Needless to say I haven't watched an episode of The Golden Girls since then.
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