birthdaysShow most recent or highest rated first. Common beliefs in this section include:
In the mid 90's, I used to believe that babies who were born in the year 2000 would live forever.
When I was five my sister told me many times that I was really twenty-five and on my next birthday I'd change back to my real age--twenty-six. She said I'd be reunited with my husband that day and have a baby. I believed her.
I used to think everybirthday you got a new name... I remember the day before my 5th birthday thinking about what my new name would be...
As a very young child (kindergarten-age or so), I believed that it took longer for my birthday to come around every year because it was in January--at the beginning of the year. In my mind, I had to wait for the WHOLE year for my birthday to roll around, whereas everyone else would, I guess, be having multiple birthdays. Ah, sweet innocence.
I used to belive that however many pieces of cake you had determined how old you were turning!
My sister uesd to think that you did a whole year's worth of growing in the night before your birthday.
I was born in 1998, but I originally thought I was born in 1999, because of a mistake my first grade teacher made. It was Chinese New Year of 2005, and I was currently 6, but I was about to turn 7 because my birthday is in April. My teacher was telling me and my classmates what animals we were in the Chinese zodiac, and she was unaware that I had not yet had my birthday that year, so she subtracted my current age (6) from the current year (2005), and therefore ended up with 1999. She thought I was a rabbit, but I am actually a tiger. She said she was a rabbit, and I find it a shame that she mistakenly thought she was the same animal as one of her students. Anyway, my mom was the one who eventually told me I was born in 1998, and I argued. So she had me subtract my age from the year. This time, it was after my birthday, so I subtracted 7 from 2005 and got 1998.
My Grampa is heavily into genealogy and because of that, my sister and I were told that I was related to King Henry the VIIIth and she was related to George Washington since we were very small. She just happens to share a birthday with him as well, so I thought that's why she, and only she in my young mind, was related to him for quite a long time!
As a 4 year old kid, I was always dissapointed to beleive that my cousins were older than my after only 5,10,12 months etc.
My son came crying to me about 3 days before his 5th birthday. "I don't want to be a girl" he said through tears. I had no idea what he was talking about, and couldn't calm him down. I could however figure part of the reason. I went looking for his older sister and found her laughing. She had convinced him that on his birthday he would automatically be a girl by telling him it had happened to her.
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.
My birthday always falls in the same week as Martin Luther King day, often within a day of it. Since my dad had a government job he always had the day off. I naturally assumed that he got to spend the day at home because of my birthday!
When I was little I my baby brother was born in July so after that I thought all babies were born in July and then they got to choose what month they wanted thier birthday to be in.
When I was 5 my Mom would say your Birthday is right around the corner. I use to run and look around the corners of the house looking for it. Who knows what I was think. But it was never there.
i thought I got one year older when my family sang the birthday song.
Sometimes for my birthday, my parents ordered a cake with my name on it. I thought they just dropped by the bakery to buy it. I remember thinking, how did the bakers know it was my birthday and how did they know my name.
I thought that when a child turned nine they were presented with a mini airplane so they could fly over other peoples houses and spy on them. On my ninth birthday I asked my mom where my airplane was, needless to say all of my spying dreams were crushed.
When I was five years old, I said to the 10-year old neighbor that if he were five years old too, then we'd be twins.
Until i was about 8 or 9 i used to beleive that there were exactly 365 people on earth because each person had one day as their birthday just for themselves
I thought all girls were born in winter and all boys were born in summer. I also always thought that eventually, I'd be older than my brother and sister. I'd say "One day, I'll be 10 and you'll only be 5!" Even though I was the youngest. And we'd argue for hours about that.