ten random beliefs
A friend of mine mistakenly believed that "a view" was an animal, rather than "a panorama". Thus on every family outing, some one remark "wow...look at the view", and the poor girl would look desperately out of the car window for the ever elusive glimpse of this rare species, to the evident mirth of her siblings. Despite it taking years for her to figure out the truth, there doesn't appear to be any lasting pyschological damage...
I remember myself being around 5 years old when this happened. Sometimes at night, while sleeping in my little crib, I would hear a chain dragged on the hallway outside my room, in the middle of the night. You can imagine the sound, a metalic sound. This kept happening until I was 8 or 9 years old, and I was always horrified by it so I never told anybody about it. I always thought there was an evil ghost there and if i get out of my room it would take me with it. sometimes i would even cry. It all stopped when I became old enough to face it, just to discover it was actually the refrigerator warming up or cooling down, and the sound was made by it's pump.
My dad remembers me asking him this question: "How do they get the cows to stand still while they cut the meat off?"
I guess I had believed that cows, sheep, and pigs where kind of like fruit trees, where you'd take a bit off and let it grow back.
When I was younger, my Uncle was, and is still, extremely fat. When we would ask him why his stomach stuck out so much, he would say there was an alien living inside of it.
I used to believe that the inside part of the banana was posonous, but fortunately the outside part was the antidote, so as long as you ate the whole thing, you'd be fine. I was told this by a microbiologist when I was 9 and believed him utterly.
When I was a kid I used to believe that the colorful spots you'd get behind your eyelids after looking at the sun were aliens trying to contact me. I would squint my eyes really tight on car trips and try and decipher what the aliens were obviously trying very hard to communicate to me. After much thought and courage, I eventually told my dad that I was being contacted by aliens. He told me that, unfortunately, I was not as special as I thought I was, but it's a good story now!
I used to believe that at night closet monsters would stand around in the closet wearing my clothes, waiting for me to fall asleep so they could come out. I always had to have the closet door closed.
My sister used to believe that the first person who got up in the morning decided what side of the road they wanted to drive on and then all of the other drivers adapted to them.
I used to believe that under the whirlpool that the drain would create in the bath, there was an eerie world of pigmy people who dressed in suits and played accordian music. The place was adorned with crystal chandeliers, red shag carpeting and flowing red drapes everywhere.... Very odd.
When I was very young, about 4 years old, I believed that I lived in the "United Skates of America". I really loved roller skating at the time..