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my friend's little sister (she's like, five or six) found a box of tampons and asked her older sister what they were. "you'll find out when you're older," she said. then she left the room, and when she got back, the little girl had taken them out of the wrapper and pressed them hard on the ground, flinging the tampon out of the applicator. "they're rocket ships!" she said.
I used to think that period blood was the wasted blood of the unborn child that girls didn't get to have because they didn't have sex to make it.
When I started my period, I seriously, and literally looked at the pad and said, "I'm sorry you didn't get born this time. But one day."
After being shuffled in and out of the movie room for the much anticipated sex education film, I couldn't figure out why the danger of pregnancy was discussed so severely. If you couldn't become pregnant unless you started your period then why not just have sex when you were not menstruating?? My goodness, what was so hard about that?
When my mum used to talk to my sister about her periods, she used to mention that she'll need clean towels every month.
I thought that a period used to be a monthly holiday!
I'd been told that a period was when, once a month, a woman would bleed. Now, I was a fairly laid-back little girl, so this idea didn't bother me much. After all, the only bleeding I'd ever witnessed was from little scrapes and cuts, so naturally, I thought any bleeding would only last a minute or two. I was more than a bit pissed off, then, when my period came along and lasted a full week!
When I was little, I used to believe that tampons were for putting between your breasts for some mysterious purpose. I think it was to absorb the milk so it wouldn't stain your shirt.
One day I was going to paint my fingernails and I saw my mother's tampons under the sink. I figured they were "Mommy Toys" whenever mommies became bored. Then my mom yelled "snack time!" I ran downstairs... yay! fruit rollups! (fruity sticky gummy stuff all rolled up) And then my strange, curious mind thought they fruit rollups looked like tampons! So I took a tampon out and thought maybe my dog would like it since my mom didn't allow me to give food to the dog. My dog chewed and chewed and so then my Mom told me not to do that again. I have always believed in "Mommy Toys" until I turned 11 and then horrer story was told... twice ^_^ lol
i used to belive that my mum was secret cigar smoker (she keept the cigars in the tiolet) it was when i hit puberty that i relaised what the "cigars" really were!
when i got my first period, i didn't want to tell anyone so i tried to figure out tampons by myself. I stuck the whole applicator up there without removing the plastic and walked around proudly for the rest of the day. It took me a whole period to figure out that tampons didn't work that way.
my son around 4yrs old believed that everyone got their periods. once i took him to the dr and he had secretly put on one of my moms pads. when the dr checked him down there, he asked me why he was wearing it. my son was giggling so hard. the dr was angry cause he thought i had done incase my son had an accident. while i was trying to explain i didnt know, my son was still giggling.
he hates when i tell that story now.
Before knowing what a sanitary pad does, my sister used to believe that they were used to skate arourd at home!! We used to catch her skating around the house with them.
I had no idea what maxi pads were for and stocked my Barbie townhouse with maxi pad beds one day
There was an ad that appeared in my mum's women's magazines, showing a woman in a little black strapless evening dress. The text said something like, "At last a towel you can wear without it showing through your clothes." I believed she had a beach- or bath-towel wrapped around her body, left on underneath her dress. Although I wasn't sure why.
I used to think that guys had periods, too.
In the 5th grade, we all knew we were going to have the "sex ed" and we would talk about what it was about. One girl said she knew all about it, and that we girls had to save our blood from our periods for the baby. That's why we needed sanitary napkins.
When I was little I learned that if you ate too many beets, your pee would turn red. So I thought that when girls grew up, they would suddenly have a craving for beets (my mum loves beets) every month and lose bladder control.
I also though that pads were adult diapers, and tampons were for periods. I also thought you wear a tampon horizontally.
We had a sex-education seminar at primary school and we learned all about girls periods. Afterwards, I turned to my mum and said "I'm really glad Mr.(teacher) is learning this with us, so he'll know what to do if I get my period at school!"
As a little girl, my mother would take me into the bathroom stall with her. When I saw the spiked edges of tampons, I thought they were what made the vagina bleed.
When I was 4 we had the entire family to our house for Thanksgiving. Back then all the women, even down to the youngest female (me) worked/prepared dinner and the men enjoyed their cigar/cigarettes in the livingroom watching football games. Apparently my mom told me to set the table with the nice silver, and special NAPKINS.. so i went on setting the table until the men started laughing & gathering around,.. the women came out of the kitchen where my mom grabbed my hand as I was placing the last silver fork ever so neatly on top of a sanitary napkin. I had set the entire table with sanitary napkins because my mom said they were the special napkins... the men giggled all through dinner while the women geered at me... this was in the early 60's taboo subject...
When my brother was about 6 years old he found a swelled-up tampon floating in a swimming pool. He picked it up, ran over to our mom, and happily claimed that he had found a marshmallow on a string. He was very exited about it, until my mom explained what it really was.
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