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This is not my own belief, but someone else's, which I think is so cute that it merits being on this site: Being a curly-haired little fellow, this person thought as a child that all the other children must have curly hair, too. On his first day of school, however, he found out that they did not all have curly hair, some of them had straight hair. So he was shocked and did not want to go back.
When I was little, my mother insisted on me having bangs. Little kids don't usually look in mirrors, so I didn't know that bangs were hair. Whenever I went to get my hair cut, I would think that they were cutting the skin on my forehead and get upset.
My sister and I convinced my younger brother that his cow licks were made out of tradition! He believed that my parents took him to my grandmothers farm and had a cow lick his head! He had cow licks really bad when he was younger.
I used to think that pubic hair was fur. When I was about three or so I asked my mom "why do you and my dad have fur down there?" I didn't understand it until much later.
I don't remember this, but when i was little i had really long hair. My friend told me that she asked me how i got my hair so long, and apparently i told her to go outside and put it down the drain. I was a strange young child.
When my mum was little, boys kept pulling her pigtails. It turned out there was a rumour going around that she had holy pigtails and pulling them was good luck. I suspect that one was started by an enemy!
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.
My dad always told me that eating black pepper would "put hair on my chest." He sure had lots of it, and since the pepper looked enough like hair seeds I had no trouble believing it. So throughout my youth I sprinkled every appropriate food quite liberally with the stuff. Well, guess what--the mirror tells me now that I might have overdone it. DAD--You didn't say anything about my back and bum!
i used to think that my dad would shave in the mornings and then at night he would put them back on just to shav them off again.
when i was little my nan used to care for me before school, and she used to tie the top half of my hair back in an up-down style. there was always this curly bit that stuck right out of the side of my fringe, and seeing as i had reasonably straight hair, it confused me.
i said "whats that curly bit for?" my nan said "its just a corr flick, thats all"
but i always thought she called it a corn flake. what had curly bits got to do with kellogs cereal?
when i was little wen my hair was in sunlight it had a gold tinge to it so i believed that my hair was made of gold and that i was a princess
I used to think that if i put conditioner in my hair before the shampoo my hair would fall out.
I used to believe that hair sprouted from large holes in peoples' scalps. One time I got so mad at somebody that I threatened to pull all his hair out, so that nothing would be left but the holes where his hair used to be.
I used to hold my hand over my hair whenever i left the house and it was windy incase my hair blew away
when i was young like 7 i accidentally used conditioner before shampoo and washed my hair that way, when i realized what i had done i freaked out and thought my hair would fall out :)
I use to believe that when I lost hair that I had cancer
My Mom used to get me to rinse the shampoo out of my hair by singing "Wash that bear out of my hair," an adaptation on the song by South Pacific.
For a long time, I thought my hair got dirty because of the bear that just kept coming back!
my parents used to tell me that if I chewed on my hair, that little strands of
it would slip down my throat and make a giant hairball in my stomach, and that
I'd have to have it surgically removed. I quit sucking my hair after that!
When I was about 3, I saw a picture of my mom with really short hair. My aunt said, "Look at how short your mom's hair was! That was when she was pregnant!" For years I thought that all women with short hair were pregnant, and that being pregnant meant having short hair!
My parents used to have a best friend, named Jason. (And he still is. Great guy.) When my sister and I were young, aparently, he told us that his moustache was a caterpiller. Then he would wiggle it around, and say that his eye brows were caterpillers too, making them wiggle as well. Hence forth, my sister and I have always thought of him as "the caterpiller man".
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