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I used to think the people who appeared on television lived in it and if I broke it they would escape.
When I was a kid I thought that most people did not wear pajamas top bed. Obviously some other people did because pajamas existed and you could buy them in stores. But, for some reason, I thought most people just wrote regular clothes to bed. Our family was different somehow.
I used to think that when you saw a children's stairgate in somebody's house, it meant there was something fun upstairs, like a playground or toyshop, and was rather disappointed to realize that it was just to prevent toddlers from falling down the stairs, although I must have used one myself, although I don't remember!
When I stuck my toungue out my nan she used to say she'd cut it off and use it for a stair carpet.
Why did I ever believe that?
As a child, I'd heard of the idea of "wall to wall carpets", and was quite convinced that some houses had carpets going down one wall, along the floor, and up the next wall. When I was in college, one of the lecture halls had exactly this and I realised that part of my brain still had this misconception. Luckily, I managed not to make a fool out of myself on my first day.
It took me many years to realise that the '3p sweet' that my parents kept going on about was actually furniture '3-piece suite' and not my next treat....
I was helping my parents wash their car one day, and must have not been doing a very good job because mom told me to use some elbow grease. I never found the can of that damn stuff.
When my younger sister was learning to talk, she used belive that napkins were called 'damnaps' because my brother or I would forget them so often when we set the table, that my mom would say in exaspiration "you forgot the damn napkins!" She heard "you forgot the damnaps kids!"
i used to belive that when you moved in to a new house the people who used to live there moved into your house.
When I was a kid, we had a package of beeswax in the kitchen, for just what use(s) I don't know. But one time my mother told me that beeswax was wax out of people's ears. So I thought that for a long time. It wasn't until college that I again had enough occasion to encounter and think about beeswax to question what my mother had said. Only then did I get to thinking, from the name, that beeswax might just come from bees, not from human ears.
When I was little, I was really paranoid about fires, and in the dark everything would look grainy and I'd think my room was filling up with smoke. Loads of times I'd get up and turn the light on cos I thought something in the house was on fire
when i was about 3, i thought that electric outlets were actually mouseholes like in cartoons - except that the outlet parts were locks. so one day i got my mom's car keys and stuck them in an outlet, and it shocked me and made me cry
When I was little I used to believe that the electrical outlets in the walls were little keyholes so when i was in my room one day I put a little barbie pin hought was I key in the wall. Let's just say I learned my lesson real good.
When I was 3 until I was 6, I believed the smoke detector would somehow kill me if it ever saw my hands or my ears at night. Of course this would lead to uncomfortable nights with my head and hands under the blanket, as well as my hands stuffed up my shirt whenever I walked under the smoke detector.
I used to believe that Scar (from the Lion King - Simba's evil uncle) would follow me upstairs to my bedroom and that he was going to try and kill me. This resulted in me sleeping downstairs for nearly 2 weeks. Psh, I have to be the only kid that The Lion Kind traumatized. Haha.
My sister told me that turning the light switch off and on repeatedly wasted electricity, and that I should just stick with one or the other.
Obviously this translated in my mind to the idea that turning it on and off used electricity on top of what teh light already used, so you actually used less energy if you just left it on.
I used to believe that everytime i switched on and off the lights very fast it would cost a dollar. when I was mad at my parents, I would go into my room and switch on and off the lights, and think I was getting justice by costing them all this money.
I used to believe that almost everything in my house was alive. I would go around and give all the things whatever attention I figured they might need depending on their situation; like pour a glss of water into the overflow hole in the bathroom sink because the sink was "thirsty" or rock in the rocking chair really fast to give it some "exercise".
It was also important to talk softly to the spoons, as they were "girls", and somewhat more harshly to the forks, as they were "boys" and so were bound to be more troublesome. Of course, knives were the parents.
When I was younger my mom used to tell me a little man named Ed lived under our sink and that we were feeding him whenever we pour food down the drain and to never put our hands down there because he would mistake it for food. It wasn't until I was 10/11 I realized it was just the garbage disposal.
I use to believe that when you stuck your hand through a washing machine wringer, your entire body would go through and you'd end up flat as a pancake like the cartoon characters.
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