the best beliefs ever
My sister and I used to believe that Santa saw you through the light bulbs, and thats why he knew everything you did.
I used to believe that my mother didn't sleep and that she was a super hero!
When I went to my friends house they would have blue water in the toilet. I used to believe that it was the same thing as the pink goo from ghost busters!
I used to believe that the Pope lived in an aeroplane. Because whenever you saw him on TV he was getting out of an aeroplane. I even drew a picture of the aeroplane in my First Communion book under the heading "where the Pope lives" and none of the nuns at school bothered to correct me.
When I was little i used to think that tornados were tomatoes with legs that walked in your house and go crazy.....Maybe thats why i had a fear of tornados?
my brother used to believe that the vases in cemeteries, the ones with the holes in, were microphones that you could speak to dead people through
I remember that when I was little whenever I got in trouble my mom would tell me that she kept my reciept from the hospital and that she was going to return me for another baby if I didn't behave.
When I was 11 I read on a paranormal stories site (supposedly "true") about a method anyone could use to make themselves invisible. I tried it, and took a walk around my house, and when my parents never noticed me I flipped because I was sure it actually worked. I tried it on the my parents and on the kids at the park. Finally, I decided to tell my dad about it and he rolled his eyes and said you can't make yourself invisible. I tried it on the kids at the park again and it turned out they were just ignoring me, and the last time I tried it they messed with me and acted like I had disappeared and there was a ghost around. That's when my invisibility dream ended.
I had never heard of Chicken Pox when I got it as a kid. When the doctor told my mom, I started crying and told them, "I don't want to turn into a chicken!"
When I was younger, my mum told me that because it was a leap year, I would miss my birthday and would have to stay the same age for another year. Even though my birthday is in September and nothing to do with leap years, I believed her and cried for ages.
When me and my sister were little we used to believe you could go "catch" a star. We were gonna go get it with a space shuttle, but we'd have to share it because the stars would try to float back home and we didn't think space shuttles would be able to "hold down" more than one.
When I was young, my mom was an accountant. Every quarter she'd stay at work until very late to "look for money that went missing in the books" I had always pictured my mom running around a library shaking out the pages in actual books, so the missing money would fall out.
I used to believe that it was safe to be in the basement during tornadoes because tornadoes didn't have legs to walk down the stairs.
When I was little, I believed my dad could stop the rain at any second while driving down the freeway. What I didn't notice was that he would shout "stop!" every time we would drive under an overpass. I finally figured it out around 7 or 8. :)
When I was little, a slew of "don't drink and drive" campaigns began playing more and more often on the radio and television. I didn't take long before I was interrogating my father, caught red-handed, sipping from his can of pepsi while taking me with him to the grocery store. - seems they left a pretty important detail out of the slogan.
Up until I was about 9 I believed that my dad bent bananas for a living because that's what he told me! He actually worked in a fruit and veg warehouse and his company logo was a banana! Lol
I used to think that when people talked about the stock market crashing, they said sock market, and that everyone had to wear old socks with holes in them because they couldn't buy new ones.
I used to think that people were either born adults or kids and you were paired up with and adult who takes care of you.
When I was little my Dad told me Japanese people work hard and eat raw fish called sushi. I imagined a man pulling a wriggling fish out of the ocean and biting right into it. I thought the Japanese must work so hard they have no time to cook the fish!
When I was little my big sister told me to say hi and be nice to the mannequins at the mall because they were people too!