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At some point between the ages of 3 and 6, when I first learned about slavery, I thought that black people were still slaves. This belief was compounded by the fact that I live in a suburban Minnesota neighborhood where there were basically no black people to tell me I was wrong. Fortunately, I found out when I told my mom that I thought that making black people be slaves was mean, and that they should stop. She set the story straight before I ran into any trouble, because Minnesota is so white that the only black people I had ever seen at that point were on television. I was kinda embarassed, seeing as how I just asked her if she remembered back when the dinosaurs were still around.
When I was a little kid in the early 90s, I really liked the albums from the 60s my family had and I read all about the hippies and stuff. I figured, in my innocent little mind, that the 60s was when cool was invented, and if you became a hippie in the 60s, you never had grow up, and you stayed cool by evolving with the decades. So that meant that the people who were hippies in the 60s/early70s were also the same people at the disco in the late 70s, then the punks/new wavers/whater was cool in the 80s, and now (meaning 1993) they were the skateboarders or grunge rockers or something. This also explains why I did not beleive my parents saying they were involved in anythin g in the 60s since they were old and never did anything fun.
I used to believe that a childs life was a warm fuzzy, always happy one, having always lived on a small farm in Illinois. Then one day I went to the movies with my mother and father. Seen the huge bombs falling like rain on the German, English, Japanese towns,just to name a few in the world at that time. "Where do the kids go Dad?" He never answered me. I never seen life in the same happy eyes again.
when i was little i used to beleve that everyone in the 70s were hippys and all lived in mobile homes and no one lived in houses and dressed in mulitie coulourd clothing and there skin was the same
When i was little, I used to believe that queens and kings were different from other people. They only ate at feasts and banquets, and just otherwise sat on their thrones ALL DAY. They didnt pee or sleep and certainly didnt fart or anything like that.
I used to believe that in the old days, evryone could write music and sing, and that when people fell in love that was what they did. I was upset to not live in those times. I obviously watched too many musicals growing up
I remember having read Adolf Hitler's name someplace when I was really young, but had no idea why exactly he was so infamous. All I knew was that he was German.
So, I figured that 'Hitler' would be the perfect name for a German Shepherd dog. My parents convinced me otherwise.
I used to think the Swastika was the "Swish-Swash"
I used to believe the Spanish attacked England with a monsterous ship called the "Armada". It was made up of a hundred ships!
Every November in primary school we were told the story of Guy Fawkes. Except that I never saw the name written out, only heard it spoken, and so I thought it was Guy FOX. I started to think of him as the fox from the Disney "Robin Hood." He seemed sneaky enough!
Ok, me and my friends used to have this strange belief that a knights rank was determined by the spikey-ness of his helmet. I recall one of my arguments with my friend ending with: "MY HELMET IS SPIKIER THEN YOURS, SO THERE!"
When I was in third or fourth grade I read a book about King Tut and heard about his "curse." I thought that from reading the book I was cursed too. I was so afraid I was going to die some sort of horrible death!
While going to school in Chicago and learning about the great Chicago fire, I was sitting in the back yard with my mother while she was feeling great, young and healthy, I asked "Mom...whatever happened at the end of the world"
When I first heard of the "sacking" of Rome, I thought it meant somebody tore down everything in Rome and carried it away in sacks.
I thought that the Middle Ages were make believe until I was around nine or ten. I read a lot of fairy tales and they had knights and princesses and dragons, and I thought that these stories all took place in the middle ages and so I figured they were fake. I thought that what really happened in the time of the middle ages was just a big blank and no one knew anything about it.
Ancient Egypt always seemed to a very young me a very exciting place, but I was scared of actually being there, because historical egyptians were often shown in my pictures with heads of crocodiles, dogs, birds and other animals. I took this to be some sort of occupational hazard in being an egyptian, as they must have existed, or how otherwise could anyone have drawn them?
I was a young kid at the time of the Berlin Airlift. I heard at the time how pro-Russian forces had built the Berlin Wall to isolate East Berlin. I was still vague at the time as to where and what some placenames applied to. I had Berlin and Brooklyn confused at the time, so I thought the Russians had actually occupied a portion of New York city!
This is really the opposite of a silly belief but amusing anyways. I was a very skeptical little kid (and am now a skeptical adult). In addition to realizing by the age of 4 or so that Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, and the Easter Bunny weren't real, I went further and refused to believe that dinosaurs had ever actually existed. I had seen pictures of them in books and on TV, but my cynical little self already knew that not everything you read or saw was true, so I figured that dinosaurs were made up. I persisted in this until I was 7 and we went to the Smithsonian museum of natural history, and they had a bunch of dinosaur skeletons. I felt ok about believing them after that because if you acutally observed something for yourself, it was ok to believe in it. As you might imagine, I did well in science classes but had a tough time with CCD...
This is not my belief, but a person (several people) I know's.
A lot of my friends ant the age of 8 believed that in sword battles you had to hit the opponent's sword and NOT in fact the person. This aggrivated me, as I had a granddad who did archery and simulated knights battles as a past time. I decided to just have my imaginary sword slice off one of their heads.
Needless to say they threw a mental at me!
Until I was 13 I thought Sigmund Freud was a tap dancer. I don't know why I thought this.