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My mother and grandmother told me that I would turn into a boy if I could kiss my elbow. I tried and tried but never could.
I used to believe that little people lived inside me. I felt bad for them because they were trapped... and I would just leave my mouth open so they could walk out. They never did.
Remember Etch a Sketch?
Well, when I was about 4 years old, I was sitting on my dad's lap, playing with an Etch a Sketch. When I was finished with my design, I shook it to clear the picture, and hit my dad in the chin with the corner of the Etch a Sketch. He said "Ow, look what you did"!, and pointed at the cleft in his chin. I thought for the longest time that I had put a dent in my dad's chin!
When I was a kid I thought if I bit my finger off and swallowed it it would pop back into place
i used to think that black people had black skeleatons.
I used to believe that kidneys were located in your knees.
When I was 6 I saw my uncle take out his false teeth. I thought everyone could take out their teeth if you pushed the right button. I spent all of the second grade trying to find the switch.
When I was 5/6, both my cousins had braces and I wanted them too. I cried when I lost a tooth as I thought they kept your teeth in and was furious at my mom, who wouldnt let me have them
when i was little i asked my mom when my penis would grow. (I am a girl) I thought i would have a penis when I was bigger. Just like my big brother.
when i was a kid i used to think that your stomach took up the whole of your body and pieces of plastic seperated two pouches, one for food and one with water.
So i used to try and mix them up. man did i get a few weird looks when i was swayin from side to side...
I grew up eating every scab, blister, fingernail, etc. that came off my body because my sisters had previously convinced me that unless ingested, the particular part would never grow back.
when i was about four my dad told me i should have been a boy and when i would grow old i would grow a penis just like "everyone" turns out i never did.
When I was little and uniformed on the contents of the human body I imagined that underneath our skin was dirty, yellow styrofoam. I tried to rip my arm off multiple times thinking I could just glue it back on.
i used to believe that a birthmark is where you came out of your mama. i.e. if you had a birthmark on your leg, you came out of your mama's leg.
When I was about 3 or 4, there was a woman who lived next door to me who had only one leg. One day I asked her where the other one went and she told me that it hurt so she took it off.
She had a Boxer, those dogs that have no tails, and I asked her if she took off her tail because it was hurting her, too.
I used to believe that the inside of my body looked like bologna.
I scraped open my knee one day. My father used iodine to clean it which as you all know burns like hell. So to make me brave my Dad told me that the pain I was feeling was the healing of my wound. Little did he know that I would then become obsessed with ripping the crust off of every wound I had for years since this in my mind sped up the healing process.
When I was a kid I used to be curious about my insides and what they consisted of. I used to believe that inside me was another world with two mountains, rolling hills and trees - a few happy people and a blue sky.
I had a Grandpa with false teeth who would take them out and cajole me into trying to remove my own. I didn't figure out how he did this "magic" trick until I was about 10.
I used to believe that people had one good ear and one bad ear. I couldn't hear in my left ear, and I thought it was completely normal. Then one day I saw my older sister switch the telephone receiver to her "other" ear! I was completely stunned! I must've been in second grade and I could not understand how she could do that. I asked my mom, and she explained to me that I couldn't hear in my left ear because of an ear infection years earlier...
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