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When I was young and I heard my pulse in my ear (usually when I had an ear ache or something I could hear my pulse in my ear) I thought it was some little man walking around in my head.
I used to think that the word "bowels" meant the two body parts that I've since learned are variously called "buns" or "buttcheeks". It seemed only natural when I learned that poop comes out of my "bowels". Since "bowels" is a plural noun, the only thing plural I could think of around where my poop comes out is those two lobes, which I then assumed for some time were called "bowels". The confusion finally ended after I had watched the movie "Lassiter" starring Jane Seymour. There's a scene where she's lying on a bed with her bare butt in clear view. My mother overheard me describing it to a friend. I said that Jane Seymour was lying there naked on the bed with her bowels showing. My mother seeemed shocked, and I was afraid she would be all after me for having seen a movie with nudity in it. But when I explained she seemed relieved, perhaps that a bare butt was all I'd been talking about. Maybe she feared I'd seen a movie with "disembowelments" and perhaps other such violence in it.
To this day, my boyfriend and I joking refer to "buttcheeks" as "bowels"
After we learned about the human anatomy in like 3rd grade, I thought that it was your lungs that made your heart pump. So I figured, when you stopped breathing, your lungs stopped pumping your heart, and that's how you died.
When i was a kid growing up in Norway i used to believe that princesses bleed blue blood and so thinking that i used to believe that anyone who bled blue blood was royalty!
I used to believe that the wrinkles on my dad's forehead were his feelings.
several of my family members have a distinctive line across the bridge of our nose...i once asked my cousin (who is one of the few who dont have it) why we have it....his response was due to using the palm of our hand (pushing it in an upward motion) to wipe our nose instead of a tissue.
I used to believe that I was hollow inside except for my brain and a tube from my mouth to the exits. I think I mainly believed this because when I closed my eyes it was dark in there.
I used to believe that tonsils were popsicle sticks. Not sure why, maybe because I ate so many when I had mine out.
When I was 5, my sister (12) pretended to 'take my nose', you know when you stick your thumb between your index and middle fingers and tell the kid "got your nose".... she did this in the car on a family road trip and then pretended to throw it out the window. I cried for 2 straight hours pleading to go back and get my nose.
i can remember quite well, entering my aunt's place and being able to get a glimpse of her (she unfortunately died already some years ago) cleaning her dentures. Out of excitement i immediatley tried to pull my teeth out too thinking of myself being stupid not having realized already before!
When my cousin was three years old, we (my dad, sister, and I) convinced her that her nose became loose and fell of as baby teeth would. My sister (age 7) said that she already got her "grown-up" nose, and demonstrated by trying to move it back and forth. She purposely make it seem as if it didn't move. Then I (age 4) said that my nose was getting loose, and wiggled it a little. My cousin couldn't wait to get her "grown-up" nose.
My aunt was born without a middle finger and when I was little I asked my dad where it went. He said that she takes it off and puts it in the freezer when she makes meatballs. i told all of my firneds and we ran to her house to see her finger in the freezer. She laughed and told me it wasnt true, but i still believed it for a while.
I used to believe that "pierced ears" were called "purest ears." Having holes in earlobes for earrings was something a lady was naturally born with, and somewhat rare, like having naturally curly hair. Grandma often got earrings on her birthday for her "purest ears" and back in the early sixties (greater Seattle area) most earrings were clip-on. Back then pierced ears not as common as they are today. And whoever heard of multiple piercings plus pierced this and that?
When I was little I used to worry excessively. My mom told me that if I kept worrying so much I would get a "hole" in my stomach (meaning a tumor). I then began to worry even more about my belly button opening up and people being able to see all my insides.
I was very tall for a kid. I used to pray at night when I went to bed that I wouldn't grow anymore because my much shorter sister told me I would grow up to be a giant and mom and dad wouldn't be able to afford to buy me cloths.
I used to think that instead of bones and blood and tissue that you body was made up of tuna.
One day my friend's tooth fell and he swallowed it , and his father said it would grow a teeth tree inside him, and after this I never swallowed a tooth.
Due the the fact that my Mother had two children and two breasts, I believed the neighbor who had 3 children, had 3 breasts.
Until I was about 6 I always freaked out if I got any cut that bled. It was not until my dad explained to me that my body would make more that I finally was able to rest easy after bleeding. You see, I thought that the blood that was in my body was given to me at birth and it was all I would ever have, thus if I lost it it was gone forever.
I used to believe a tastebud represented one food you liked.
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