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I used to believe that a 'skinhead' was not a racist, but somebody with a shaved head (it made perfect sense at the time).
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When I was 4 or 5 years old, my dad wore a mustache. Sometimes my sister and I would get up on the weekends and hang out in my parent's bedroom with them to watch cartoons. Occasionally, my dad's mustache would be missing. He always told us that it fell off while he was sleeping. We would look all over the bed, under the pillows, etc. trying to find it. It wasn't until I was about 10 that I realized that he got up in the morning and shaved before my sister and I had gotten up. I hadn't thought about too much before then, I just accepted it as a fact that mustaches could fall off at night.
When I was little, my parents once told me that I caused the bald spot on my dad's head. They said that I rubbed the hair off with my chin when I would ride up on his shoulders.
It would be years before it even dawned on me that they had been pulling my leg.
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Until I was like 15, I thought that if you worked out and got really muscular, all your body hair would fall off, because every well-built person I ever saw had no body hair. It never occured to me that they waxed/shaved it off.
When I was about eight I had short unruly hair. I believed that you had to be catholic to have long hair like my friend Christy. I think maybe my mother toldme that so I wouldn't want to grow my hair because it was a bush.
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Our grandfather told us, to be able to grow hair on your chest you had to rub duck poo over yourself. It just so happened our grandparents kept ducks, so my brothers went out to the yard and came back to proudly show nana what they done.
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I used to believe each hair was a tiny tube with liquid in it, like ink. As you got older, the ink leaked out or got sucked into your head somehow, and that's why old people had grey hair.
A friend of mine wanted to be a hairdresser because she thought of a radical new hairstyle. A hairstyle full of holes and squares in long straight hair. Her father put her straight but it took a while for her to be convinced that it was impossible to cut out figures in long hair...
I was told that if you chew your hair you end up with a hairball in your stomach and DIE!!!!!
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Both my dad my grandfather (his dad) are bald on top of their heads. When I was a kid I always thought they chose to wear their hair tht way. I asked my dad one morning, "Daddy, how come you cut your hair just like grandpa's?"
When I was about 7 or so I had a nervous habit of chewing on my hair. My mom told me that if I did that I would start growing hair in my stomach and would eventually choke to death. That sure stopped me.
The first time I ever got my hair cut I was 5 years old. My sister (who was a year older than me) had already had that experience the previous year and told me that getting a haircut hurt. I believed her and cried the entire time I was in the chair. Turns out she was lying.
My mum told me if i kept chewing my hair it would get wrapped around my intestine and i would be really ill. Not sure if thats true or not
I used to suck the ends of my hair until I was told that it would dissolve like candy. I believed this until I heard myself telling my young neice the same thing, and realised it was rubbish.
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i used to belive that if you had blond hair and you married a person with red your children would have pink hair
I use to believe that if I pulled the hair out where my cowlick was that it would grow back straight. I tried for a whole year till Mom asked why my banes were so short.
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I used to believe that getting grey hair was the warning that the lifetime's supply of hair in your head was running out. (A bit like a roll of tape in a cash register turns a different colour to let you know it's nearly all gone).
When I was six I used to suck on the ends of my hair. My mum hated this habit and she told me that she knew a girl who used to suck on the ends of her hair and in the end she got a big ball of hair in her stomach and had to have an operation to get it out. Ever since then I tried my hardest not to do it anymore so that I wouldn't have to have that same operation.
i used to belive that if my brother pulled a hair out of my arm i would die in 5 seconds
when my mom was in her colledge years she had hair till her knees, which were always tied in an elegant plait. so one day, while working, se felt a slight tug. she turns around to see the boy sitting behind her cleaning his shoes with it. as a retort all she cud think of doing was picking up her drawing board and hitting it on his head. anytime now that we meet that uncle of ours he tells us that he seriously belived very beutiful hair was just for cleaning shoes!!
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