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when I was young, I heard that blood had iron in it. I thought blood was red because it was rusty.
This actually came from a student of mine... I teach an after school/summer camp program with Kindergarteners. After giving my "scissors are only for cutting paper" speech one day, a student raised his hand to share the following statement with the class on why it isn't safe to cut someone with scissors. "You can cut through your skin and under your skin is your bones. If you cut your bones, milk will squirt out all over the place and make a big mess!" (He must have heard drinking milk will make your bones grow and concluded it to mean that the milk people drink fills bones to make them strong.) At least he got some anatomy and heath information right.. well sort of. = )
I used to belive my grandad used to take my nose. He would pretend to have taken it off my face with his fist then stick his thumb through his fingers and wiggle it, so it looked like a nose. I was 100% convinced that he had it and used to screem for him to give me nose back!
In India most of the males have mustaches. Once I asked my dad whats this pointing towards his Adams Apple. He told me its the bone for mustaches. Next day I was telling every one in my school what adams apple is, they belived me.
As a kid, I had a vague idea that "cheeks" and "jaws" were two different names for the very same body part. It was just that "cheeks" was a dainty and sweet-sounding word, while "jaws" was a coarse and rather unattractive word. So if I thought of someone as nice and likeable, I'd call the sides of his or her face "cheeks", while I'd use "jaws" for someone I considered mean or unlikeable. In the first grade I had a former friend, with whom I'd had a falling-out. After that the teacher one day accused him of talking when he wasn't supposed to be. He denied that he'd been talking. Then the teacher said, "Oh yes you were! I saw your little cheeks just going up and down!" Boy did I feel exasperated! While I was so out of sorts with this kid, the teacher had so unduly complimented him by calling his body part in question "cheeks" rather than "jaws". "HE has jaws, NOT cheeks!" I was indignantly saying to myself.
When I was 4 or 5, I had this idea that the soul was inside my chest, near my heart and was shaped like a bone (dog biscuit). "Grace" was like lettuce or a vine wrapped around it. If you were stained with sin, the bone was dirty and scuffed looking. If you were full of grace, the bone was covered in lush green vegetation/
When I was a child I took a drink of water that dribbled down my chin a little. My grandfather looked over and said, "Looks like you have a hole in your lip, let me take a closer look. YEP, as I thought, you have a hole in your lip." For years until I was 11 or 12 truly believed that I had a hole somewhere around the corner of my mouth. I believed my mouth was deformed and couldn't close correctly.
I used to believe that your ribs were actually shelves that stored the food you ate. not only that, but different shelves stored different types of food. so it was possible for the dinner shelves to be full but the dessert shelves could be empty. also, the dessert shelves emptied themselves faster than the other shelves so you could have more room for dessert.
Whenever i heard that a football player had been penalised i was always amazed that football had such harsh punishments. Turns out that their groins were still intact.
My great grand mother told me that if you eat your own earwax, then you will become a mute.
I still haven't tested it out yet.
My sister used to always complain about having big breasts and she hated them alot. So she told a way to have small breasts by sleeping on my stomach with my arms crossed on my chest every night. I'm flat...so it must have worked! hahaha
Since both my parents had dentures, I always thought that it was normal to take out your teeth from your mouth. I tried many times to take out mines and I was curious to know at what age I would finally be able to brush my teeth by holding them under water instead of putting the brush in my mouth...
i used to belive that i had THREE tubes @ the back of my throat. 1 4 food, 1 4 air and 1 for drink. i would try & see which tube the food & drink went down but just got confused wen they seemed 2 go down th same way. & of corse if something went down the wrong way food went down the drink hole and drink went down the food hole.
When I was little I tucked my hair back behind my ears. My mom told me if I kept doing this my ears would get huge. I believed her and tried not to do it again
when i was about 10 or so and in the backseat of the car, my dad said he was pulling over at the next gas station to take a dump. I exclaimed, "but you can't! boys don't have butts!" a year later it occurred to me why my family laughed at me.
When I was a child, I used to believe that armpits were private parts
I used to believe that all your "spare" teeth were kept in the squishy part beneath your tounge.. i've since found out otherwise.
I used to have weird ideas about anatomy. I used to think mums corns on her feet were actually pieces of sweetcorn she had eaten and they had travelled to her toes and got stuck. I also used to think that your bladder and bowel were a small ladder and desert bowl floating around in your tummy, I always imagined the bowl as pretty fine china. Finally I though that when I bled from a cut I was draining from the head down and by the time I was 10 by brain would be dry.
I used to believe that when people broke bones, doctors would give them a new part of the body they broke.
When I was a child I believed cavities were things that happened around the time that my mother was a child, and no child had cavities in modern times. This happened because people back then didn't know how to brush their teeth, and in modern times everyone was smarter. I believed it until I was 15, and had my first cavity. I felt really bad and asked the dentist if he did fillings in young people.
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