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It was a belief that was instilled in me shortly after I started losing my baby teeth. My grandfather was visiting us and took out his false teeth to sleep and cleaned them in the morning. This was the first time I had seen false teeth and I made the connection that if I were more careful, I would be able to pull all of my teeth out of my mouth at the same time and be able to put them back into my mouth after cleaning or sleep. I was trying to pull out my teeth for like a week before my mom told me otherwise.
I used to believe that if I couldn't suck in my gut anymore, my belly would bulge out twice as much.
When I was you younger, I used to believe men had their menstruation.
If you pull a funny face, the wind will blow and it will get stuck.
When I was little ,I used to believe that deaf people didn't have ears.
i had a really sweet tooth and i asked my mum when it would fall out...
My parents made me believe that if I touched wood with chemicals on it, the next day the body part would be gone. Oh the horrible things my brother and sister use to do with me because of that..
My mom told me that if you didn't eat enough carrots, your eyesite would suffer.
when we were little my mother would tell us when we were mad and stuck out our lower lip that she would trip over it then she would walk by and pretend to trip
I used to think that areola was a type of flower that my mom had in the backyard. Like, "Mom, I hope your areolas survived the harsh winter".
A classmate said that if you didn't have a birthmark it meant you were an alien. That day I went home and stripped to find no birthmark. My dad found me crying and explained that if you didn't have a belly-button, you were an alien. I was so relieved because I knew I had one of those!
When I was about 4, my Mum was telling my brother how the heart was just like a pump. I was convinced that I would blow up like a balloon, and cried my eyes out.
When I was about 4 I asked my mum what my tongue was made of and she said "blood vessels." For the next 14 years I thought that my tongue was made of arteries and if I cut it badly I would bleed to death.
At age 18 I went to medical school and was really annoyed with my mum after a couple of weeks there when I found out my tongue is mostly muscle. Her excuse is that she didn't know so she just made up an answer. Years of worry for nothing!
I was little and really wanted my teeth to come out because all of my friends' teeth already had. I asked my dad one day if not brushing my teeth would help them fall out..he led me to believe the more I brushed my teeth, that is, the cleaner I kept them, the quicker they would fall out. Later I learned that teeth fall out when they are decaying.
When I was younger I used to believe that when your baby teeth fell out, the next ones would be multi-coloured! I have no idea why! It was a very strange thing to think because, obviously, I'd never seen anybody with multi-coloured teeth. I just thought mine would be, for some reason!
I was ambidextrous (meaning I could write with both hands). The day before I got my flu shot in kindergarten, my older sister told me that, since they give you the shot in the arm you don't write with, I'd have to get two! I promptly decided that I was left handed, and haven't been able to use my right hand since.
When I was in elementary school, I always wondered how boys got Adams’s apples. So one day I asked my sister what it was and how it got there and she told me that when boys are born, they have six fingers on one hand. They would bite one finger off and it would always get stuck in their throats no matter how many times they would swallow.
I was nearly four when my third sibling was born. My Aunt was holding him (a thrid brother for me) and kept telling me not to touch his crown. His crown! I couldn't see a crown on his head and besides he was a boy! He had no business trying to wear a crown. My father had told me that I was the princess in this family. I thought that my Aunt was very mistaken, it was years later that I found out that she meant the soft spot on the new baby's head is the crown.
I used to help my mom cook dinner every night. For the longest time I thought that people's "guts" were in a little plastic bag inside of them, just like the giblet bag in the chickens my mom would make for dinner.
I used to believe that a soul was a cone-shaped pearly object located somehwere in the chest cavity between the rib cage and lungs. I have no idea from where this image stems.
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