welcomeI Used To Believe is a funny and bizarre collection of ideas that adults thought were true when they were children. It will remind you what it was like to be a child, fascinated and horrified by the world in equal parts. The following pages will reassure you that the things you used to believe weren't so strange after all...
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When I was a kid, I used to believe that kissing scenes in movies weren't real. I refused to believe that the actors would just kiss each other like that.
The Spanish word for president is "Presidente". I have a Mexican origin. When they told me Vicente Fox was the president of Mexico, I thougt that his name was Fox and that both Presidente and Vicente were titles. I used to boast to my school partners that Fox was Presidente AND Vicente of Mexico xD
My sister told me that telephone poles got medals for being the best telephone poles. I believed her for years. Turns out, they were serial numbers.
I used to believe that mirrors are doors to a world of opposite chirality, but we cannot cross it because our counterpart is also doing the same and both are pressing against each other.
In honor of my late uncle I'd like to post this belief.
When I was around 5 my uncle slammed his thumb in the car door and it cracked so he had to go to the emergency room to get it removed. He was gone for hours and when I asked him what took so long he said that your fingernails and toenails are connected so the had to pull his toenail out too. I really thought they pulled his toenail out through his finger, and believed that toenails and fingernails were connected until I was 20.
I had an uncle named Monroe when I was little who lost both of his legs to diabetes. I thought Monroe meant you had no legs.
One of the first songs I learned in nursery school was "My Bonnie is over the ocean". We used to sing it with the English lyrics even though none of us little children understood the meaning, and so I always imagined a pony on a ship crossing the ocean.
At the end of the song, the chorus goes "Brought back, brought back, oh brought back my Bonnie to me" - in my version, this became "Brotbeck (= bread baker in Swiss German), Brotbeck, oh Brotbeck my pony to me". Makes sense, right?
When I was 6 (but I was innocent kid) I learned that chicks are born from eggs,that day my mum was sick so she was sleeping and my dad was at work I took my 4 years sister and started to break eggs due to sound my mum woke up and she was shocked she asked me why I broke the eggs I said what teacher told me and I told her neither of the eggs had chick and then my mum started laughing
When I was three or four, there was a digital clock in my mom's car. I'd always watch the time, anticipating 11:11. I thought that the more 1s there were in a row, the easier it would be for paleontologists to find dinosaur bones, because 1 is the most bone-like numeral. Because 11:11 had four 1s, it was the best time, and I was so happy for those paleontologists. 1:11, 10:11, and 12:11 were also good times, but nothing was ever as exciting as 11:11.
I used to believe that being a nun was a job. I thought you went in for your hours and came home to your husband and kids just like any other job. I wanted to be a nun to wear the habit and imagined coming home to cook dinner for my family