ten random beliefs
I knew that beef came from cows and that chicken came from chickens. However, I was convinced that pork could be obtained by mixing beef and chicken together.
I used to believe that when a person got old, they turned Italian- as a child the only old people I knew actually spoke Italian, I had never come in contact with a non-Italian senior.
I believed that crocheting was remarkably easy. All you did was get somebody to attach the yarn to the knitting needles and then rub them together vigorously and whatever you wanted to crochet would come out of where they were rubbing.
i used to believe if i was in a plane, i'd be able to reach out, grab part of a cloud and eat it
When I was little I thought birds were having important meetings when they sat together on the telephone wires.
I used to believe that the No Clothes Monster lived under my bed (he looked sort of like Gollum from Lord of the Rings). If I ever stood completely naked in my room, he would get me. So when I changed my underwear I was very careful to keep one leg in the old pair until I got a new pair on. I probably did this until I was twelve or so.
I believed that store proprietors personally owned everything in the store, and they could decide to charge whatever prices they wanted. Therefore if some item was very expensive, the storekeeper was obviously just being mean and greedy (especially if there were a lot of the thing in stock).
I told my mother that when I grew up, I would have a store that charged very low prices for everything (like a penny for a vacuum cleaner) so that everyone could afford what they needed. That's when she explained to me how stores' inventory really works, but I still didn't quite understand.
I thought you could hypnotize people with a yoyo.
I thought that a person's motorskills meant how good they were at driving!
When I was young I was so convinced that the Tooth Fairy was real. My dad is so creative, he made "a tooth fairy trap", I can barely remember it but it involved string and paper and like a cage... we set down ink so she would walk in it and leave foot prints. The next morning there was little footprints all over my paper and money under my pillow. I understood completely why she didnt get caught, cause she is way too little and fast. when i got older i realized my dad used my Barbie shoes to create the footprints.. :(