questionswhat crazy things did you believe as a child?


When I was very little, my older sister told me that dragonflies would crawl into your ear canal and eat your earwax. I have since learned that this isn't true, but I'm still a bit afraid of dragonflies.


My mom told me that she was able to read my mind, so I better not have naughty thoughts, or else she would know. I honestly believed this well into my teenage years. I can't tell you folks how many times I cleared my thoughts when my mom was around and I was thinking of bad stuff.

I told my sister about this and she told me our mom told her that there was lava/pathway to hell behind the walls and that when she colored and drew on them, it might open up and swallow her whole.


I used to believe in Magic Blankets. Nothing could get me while I was covered under my blankets. Come to think of it, the monsters never did get me, so maybe they worked after all.
My mom wasn't evil, but she was smart enough to snag an opportunity when it arose. About a month before Christmas she would tell us that Santa's invisible elves would secretly watch us and report back to Santa--and this was way before the Elf on the Shelf book. With three kids, I think Decembers were actually easier on her while we believed.

My youngest daughter in her heart still believes that some how I conjured a dragon in the night sky that ate the moon, & when she cried, I made him spit it back out. My son still can't figure out how I could lay my hand on his stomach after he had been out to dinner with his biddies and tell him correctly what he had eaten. Mommy Magic.


When I was learning the alphabet, I thought 'LMNO' was all one letter, like "elemeno," just like "doubleyou" is one letter.


When I was about 9 years old, one of my jobs was to dry dishes every night while my mother washed. I had one sibling, a sister who was 1. I was sure there was going to come a time when my mother was too old to wash dishes and my sister still too young and I'd have to do them all by myself. (Doing the math later, my mom was about 36.) It really worried me.


I believed my siblings when they told me I was adopted. They all looked like Dad's side and I looked like Mom's. Why it didn't occur to me to look at our parents before deciding I didn't fit in, I don't know.


I used to dislike the minty taste of toothpaste, and I believed that running water over it would make it less minty. To this day I put water on the toothbrush after the toothpaste, not before, even though I know it makes no difference.


That some fat guy in a red suit would come around once per year in a sled pulled by 9 flying reindeer, slide down our chimney and leave presents.


i was about 8yrs. old when i heard "1010wins we give you the world in 10 minutes". so i sat there for 10 minutes waiting for the world. boy was i disapointed.


When I heard my Mom mentioning that someone she knew had died, I told her I was worried that so many people were dying that the world would soon be empty. She just laughed and told me not to worry because three babies were born for every person who died. I took this VERY literally and started counting pregnant women I saw. Every time I came to the third one I would panic because I "knew" that someone was about to die.


Hah, this is an awesome thread. Many of your stories brought smiles to my face.

@gluonconcerto: I put water on after the toothpaste as well, but because I feel it helps keep it stuck to the bristles longer. I guess you can trick yourself into doing this for a practical reason?


I had a cousin about 3 years older than me who had down's syndrome. When we visited them one summer, my aunt gave us a whole box of clothes that he had outgrown that were in good condition... I never had any problem with hand-me-downs, but at age 8 I was terrified that my "sick" cousin's clothes would infect me and give my down's syndrome. I used to cry and hide when my mom tried to dress me in ANY of those clothes.


Leaving the snipes at religion and politics aside, what about crazy things adults believe in? I knew a woman who avoided her vegetable garden at certain times of the month. She had been taught that being in the garden during parts of her cycle would kill the plants. I am embarrassed to say I laughed until I cried when I heard this.


My mom told me that if you put salt on a bird's tail you could catch it. I must have been about 21 when out of the blue the 'duh' bolt hit me. If you can get close enough to put salt on a bird's tail, of course you could catch it.
I bet she had a good chuckle watching me stalk birds with the salt shaker.


Whenever I saw a 20th Century Fox movie opening, I thought it was the start of Star Wars...


@kbsig106: I still expect the 20th Century Fox fanfare to automatically segue straight into the Lucasfilm tag every time I hear it, no matter what movie it is.


A friend of mine thought a Jennapear tree was a breed of tree.

. . . as in, "And a partridge Jennapear tree."


My grandmother, our after-school caretaker, used to believe dogs attracted lightning. She'd throw our Irish Setter out of the house when it stormed, so the house wouldn't be struck by lightning. Preferring the house to be hit by lightning rather than our dog, the five of us kids would construct plans of Mission Impossible complexity for some of us to distract her while the rest of us smuggled the dog into one of our bedroom closets. The poor dog, being the only one who didn't think she was a lightning magnet, probably wondered why she had to spend thunderstorms in a bedroom closet.


Another good one. One summer I saw a cicada molting its old shell, and thought that terrible bug had eaten out all the insides of the other bug. Having noticed this phenomenon, I started see them everywhere. I didn't remember ever seeing bugs that looked like that before (I suspect they were of the 5 or 7 year variety). I became convinced that they were alien invaders and once they had finished eating all those bugs they would start eating humans. Being always the ringleader in any social group, I convinced all the neighborhood kids of this, and we spent a whole summer valiantly destroying as many alien invaders as we could find. It was uncharacteristic for me, I was much more of a rescuer than a destroyer, but I guess I'd seen too many episodes of the Twilight Zone that year.


Besides Santa-Bunny-Stork & Hair on Palms?
I was sure I could fly if I tried hard enough.