the top 200 beliefs
My mom is full Chinese, so growing up in an Asian household, I used to believe that rice always came from a rice cooker. I was shocked when I ate dinner at a friend's house, and their rice was cooked in a pot on the stove.
i used to belief that waves had life and different personalities! The small ones were just wave kids, and the biggest ones were their parents. Every time that I went to the beach I made sand cakes and throw them to the ocean! If I did not make enough cakes, the biggest waves would be mad and would attack the beach. I ran like crazy to make this certain numbers of cakes! But that was ok since they really liked me after all, and the small waves were my friends and would protect me every were I go with an ocean.
when i was little I used to believe that at night the sun flipped around and the moon was on the back of it and they would jsut rotate during day or night
I used to believe that when you blew a bubble and it floated out of sight before popping, it would turn into a planet.
When i was little, my parents had a water bed. Everytime my dad would have to add more water, i would go and hide under my bed because i thought an alligator lived inside my parents waterbed and that it would get out and eat me.
I used to believe that adults (when they just became adults) had a meeting with all the monsters and horror movie characters. They drank coffe, chilling chat so adults would not be afraid of 'em anymore.
And that was my theory of why adults were never (uh-huh) afraid of anything. (: jaja
As a child I used to believe we had to seperate systems for digesting liquids and solids. I mean; they go in that way and they come out that way...only logical there are to stomachs then...
I used to think that animals used to grow meat that could be cut from them without killing them, just like you pick an apple from a tree without seriously harming it.
When I heard on the news that some on was shot at gunpoint, I thought "Gunpoint" was a place; I wondered why people kept going to Gunpoint.
When I was about 5 or 6 I went with my Dad to by new tennis shoes. The sales guy brought out a shoe for my Dad to try on that had the little air chambers at the bottom heel, and they almost looked like a neon orange cave. the sales guy told me that little men lived in the bottom of the shoe and when you ran, they stuck their feet through the bottom sole and made you go faster. I totally believed him.
In the old house where I grew up there was pink insulation on the attic floor between the beams. My parents always told me not to step on it or I would fall through the ceiling. I thought it contained some sort of magic power to propel me upwards through the roof. I was disappointed to learn years later that they'd meant the ceiling of the floor beneath me!
When I was about 4 or 5 my mom told me not to break the coffee table because "a lot of money went into that". Of course being a small child I tried to break it open so I could get the money out!
when i was little, i used to believe that whatever food your mom ate the most when she was pregnant would be your favorite food when you were born.
I used to believe the the Elton John song, "Crocodile Rock" was about a Crocodile, named Rock.
it took a long time for me to realise that duck tape was actually duct tape and was not made for, with, or by a duck.
I used to believe that my shoulder blades were angel wings under my skin and when I died they would pop out and I would become an angel.
When I was little, my mom told me thunder was the sound of the clouds bumping heads. Every time thunder struck, I'd say "Ow, Mommy! Those poor clouds are gonna have migrates!"
I used to believe that in order to get to heaven after you died, some one had to take your body up in a plane and drop you off.
When I was little, I fell out of my fathers truck, onto my knee, on our cement driveway. He pointed at the crack and told me the broke the driveway which made me laugh instead of cry. I just found out that I never broke the driveway in the first place, there had always been a crack. I'm 19.
I used to think that everyone had a ball of hair wound tight inside their head. The ball would unwind and our hair would grow, but when there was no more ball of hair, you went bald. Everyone had different size balls of hair in their cranium and depending on how big your ball was, determined how long until you went bald.