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my birthday is the day before halloween, so i always thought that all the kids came to my door dressed up for my birthday
I used to believe that I would get older the exact time I blew the candles at the birthday cake. So, I would get mad if some friend blew my candles, because I was afraid of being a child forever. Also, I was afraid of blowing any candles besides the birthday ones, because I didn't want to become old.
I used to believe Martin Luther King chose your birthday.
For my bday my grandma gave me a black and white stripey dress I was scarred outa my pants because I though I would be arrested after my birthday party !!! I cried for hours because I was so sad on how I would miss my family after a couple days I was so amazed how I did not get arrested
My little cousin's birthday is December the 25th. Her school had a little celebration for all the kids in her class that were born from July to December. Then, she had a little party with her closest friends in her school. Finally the 25th she had a little party with all the family. Confused she asked her mom on the 25th how much she was turning. Her mom answered she was turning 5. She replied:
"How many times do I have to turn five?"
I used to believe your parents PICK your birthday.
I was invited to a birthday party once, and I thought that I had to pay for it. I asked, and after a 'no' from my mother, I was still anxious to keep the invite as proof that I had been invited so that I could give it in on entry.
I was born on Halloween, but I didn't really know what Halloween was until I was about 4. I had no idea that people dressed up funny in costumes. Well on my first night of trick or treating, I saw everyone, (I did not even know why I was dressed up) and I looked up at my Mom with tears in my eyes and said, "Mommy, why does everyone dress funny on my birthday?"
When i was little i thought that the earlier your birthday was in the year the more you were loved. So i always beleived that my Mum and Dad loved me more than my brother and sister as my birthday was earliest in the year!!
I used to believwe that a "baby shower" was when everyone got into the shower together and washed the new born baby.
Until I was about 9 years old I used to believe my younger sister would one day catch up with me and be may age. I remember I really wanted this to happen as she is 4 years younger than me and at that time she seemed more like a baby to me than a playdate. So I was really happye when we celebrated her birhtdays thinking "well, shes finally growing!"
I use to believe that had to wait longer for my birthday than my sister because her birthday is in January and mine is in September. So I had to wait 9 months after her birthday but she only had to wait 5 months after mine!!
I used to think that i had the only birthday on November 22nd so when i heard another kid was born the same day i was like.. umm wait a minute i think your wong. thats my BIRTHDAY!
I used to think it was against international law, religious principles, etc. To be born on Christmas Day. :P
When i was about 11 i think we bought my uncle a rock CD for his birthday. On the front it "Comes with a free air guitar". I got stressed out when he opened it and it didn't spring out like a baloon! lol
When I was little everytime I made a wish on a birthday cake or dandelion, I wished that I would turn into a magical lion. I wouldn't settle for any ordinary lion, nope, I wanted to be a magical one. I was so upset when I didn't turn into one, like my birthday cake ripped me off or something.
when i woke up on my birthdays when i was younger, i threw off my bedsheets in the morning and looked at my legs expecting to see that they had grown.
I used to believe that on your birthday everybody would worship you! (I guess I was wrong).
iwas told that if u cry on your birthday you would not get any bigger 4 a whole year
I guess i was about 9, my mom would was always trying to get me to eat. Constantly. Im not sure why. But after a while my cousin,who was in his teens, said that parents always tried to get kids to eat to fatten them up,because when they turned 11 years old they were sold to work in a cannery. he told me a cannery was where you gutted fish. When i asked why he hadn't been sent there,he only fueled it more,by saying only the oldest of multiple siblings got sent. He of coarse was an only child. I actually lost alot of sleep over that story..and beleived it for years,always dreading my 11th birthday,and counting my remaining days of freedom before being sold to the cannery.