When I was young, I used to believe...

[Tron_fdc]

I also used to believe that cheque books represented a endless source of money. I could never figure out why my mom wouldn't simply write a cheque for a million dollars when she said we didn't have enough money for something.

[Red Mile Style]

hee hee hee, this thread is making me giggle!

I used to believe that if you ate the seeds in a watermelon, that watermelons would grow in your stomach!

That there were tiny, itty bitty people in the television set, and they would sleep when the t.v. was shut off.

[Textcritic]

• That something was growing inside my stomach because I had swallowed my gum.
• That my footspeed would actually increase with a different pair of shoes.
• That my dog could actually comprehend everything that I said.
• That if it was written and published it must be true.
• That our big, old, up-right piano did in fact maneuver itself up the stairs in the middle of the night to speak to me on a regular basis.

When I was five years old, I had an imaginary friend named Genus. He lived in the pink house four doors away from me, and I once actually went and called on him with my older brother. Depsite the fact that I know no such person ever existed, I still have difficulty convincing myself that Genus was completely a spectre of my imagination.

[Bench Warmer]

Originally Posted by Dion_Iggy_Kipper!!!

I had a wild imagination when I was alone in the dark.

Not...going...there...

I used to believe the neutral on a car was this super fast gear that if you stuck a car in neutral, it would go like he!!.

When I was really little, my great grandpa told me at a local senior hockey game that when a guy gets a penalty, they stick a nail through his chin. I was petrified of getting a penalty through my snowflake years.

[habernac]

like many kids, I believed in Santa Claus. Unlike most kids, I had such a great imagination, I was certain I saw he and his sled flying through the night sky as we were driving to my grandparent's house on Christmas Eve.

[V]

Originally Posted by Red Mile Style

I used to believe that if you ate the seeds in a watermelon, that watermelons would grow in your stomach!

I thought the same thing. I remember crying because I accidentally swallowed an apple pit. I had images in my mind of branches growing out of my ears with leaves sprouting off of them.

[RougeUnderoos]

Originally Posted by Tron_fdc

I also used to believe that cheque books represented a endless source of money. I could never figure out why my mom wouldn't simply write a cheque for a million dollars when she said we didn't have enough money for something.

Money was kind of confusing. I thought all the money my family had was kept in my dad's wallet. That if he lost his wallet we were screwed and if it burned up in a fire, well, that was it. We were done.

[JiriHrdina]

When I was really young my sister got a pen pal at school. I was apparently jealous so I made up a pen pal of my own named Paul Raisin and would talk endlessly about all the great letters he sent me.

Apparently my parents decided it would be a hoot to actually send me letters from him. Talk about frackin a kid up by merging his imaginary world with reality.

Somwhere along the line I became convinced Paul Raisin was real. In fact, my parents took it as far to have him call me one day. (got the neighbour's older kid to do it).

At some point they realized that the charade could have long-lasting impacts on my psyche and Paul Raisin sent me a letter that he would no longer be able to write to me because he was moving to Europe. I distinctly recall being very upset. A couple years later my folks revealed the fact that they faked his existence to me.

I still have all the letters. Great keepsake.

[return to the red]

Originally Posted by octothorp

I come from a small town where the postal code was T0M 0L0. I once asked an adult what that meant, and he told me that that was the name of our post-master: Tom Olo. Not only did I believe this, but I also believed that the woman who ran the post office must actually be a man if her first name was Tom.

did you come from Carbon, AB?

I used to think that people smoked cigs during the winter to keep them warm
and the California raisins were really raisins

[krazycanuck]

Originally Posted by Snakeeye

I used to believe that you only eat french fries every once in a while.

Boy did we have crazy beliefs back then.

I shot pepsi out my nose from that....great job!

[burn_baby_burn]

My brother and I were confused about the differance in meaning and spelling between the Capital city of Saskatchewan and the female reproductive organ. We would refer to the female reproductive organ as a "Regina". We would laugh and laugh about how a city in Saskatchewan was named after the female reproductive organ. I still chuckle about that. But things can be confusing when your 4 and 6 years old.

[Sylvanfan]

I used to belive that the term inlaws ment relatives who lived in provinces that had seatbelt laws. Back before 1988 or 89 Alberta had no seatbelt law. When we went to Saskatchewan I would have to wear my seatbelt. So I just assumed that my dad visiting his inlaws meant he was going to visit our relatives who lived where there was a seatbelt law.

[Cube Inmate]

I thought smoking made people's nostrils grow bigger, so anytime I saw someone with a big-holed nose, I assumed they were smokers.

[simmer2]

I remember listening to the Flames back in the 80's on the radio before I went to bed, and I was always really confused when Peter Maher said, "And the goalie makes a pad save".....because for me, I heard bad, not pad. So for the life of me, I couldn't figure out what the difference was between a good save and a bad save when both stayed out of the net.

[return to the red]

that all little kids, boys and girls had cabbage patch kids

[RougeUnderoos]

Originally Posted by JiriHrdina

When I was really young my sister got a pen pal at school. I was apparently jealous so I made up a pen pal of my own named Paul Raisin and would talk endlessly about all the great letters he sent me.

Apparently my parents decided it would be a hoot to actually send me letters from him. Talk about frackin a kid up by merging his imaginary world with reality.

Somwhere along the line I became convinced Paul Raisin was real. In fact, my parents took it as far to have him call me one day. (got the neighbour's older kid to do it).

At some point they realized that the charade could have long-lasting impacts on my psyche and Paul Raisin sent me a letter that he would no longer be able to write to me because he was moving to Europe. I distinctly recall being very upset. A couple years later my folks revealed the fact that they faked his existence to me.

I still have all the letters. Great keepsake.

Wow. What a wild story.

[return to the red]

Originally Posted by fotze

Apparently Paul Raisin exists and cycled in the Tour de France, from google.

I don't know what is funnier, that he actually exists or that you googled it

[Reggie Dunlop]

Originally Posted by RougeUnderoos

When I was a kid I always wondered why adults, who could buy their own groceries and eat whatever they want, didn't live on a steady diet of McCain Deep n' Delicious cakes and cream soda.

That sounds great.

Why, I think I'll have that for dinner tonight.

[ken0042]

Originally Posted by Bench Warmer

I used to believe the neutral on a car was this super fast gear that if you stuck a car in neutral, it would go like he!!.

Not sure why, but that just jogged my memory about something.

When I was about 4, I mis-read the "Hood" lever on my grandpa's car, and thought it said "HotRod." Because the Hot Wheels cars I had that said "HotRod" on the package would do things like lift the body, drive on 2 wheels; I thought by pulling the lever would make the car drive on 2 wheels.

Probably a good thing that lever wasn't ever within my reach when driving.

[Hemi-Cuda]

when i was a kid i used to think that a school of fish literally meant there was some underwater school that all the fish went to for class. my parents really screwed with my head when we went fishing