Things I Used To Believe
Me in my hometown of Honolulu
When I was young I had an advantage. I knew that I knew very little about the world. Because of that, I was constantly astonished by things that were true, and the strange theories I came up with about how the world worked didn’t seem so far fetched to me. I had an imaginati0n, and all things seemed possible. The older I get and the more I think I know exactly how the world works, the less creative I am. If I try to draw a house now, I try to make it look realistic as possible. As a kid I might have drawn a brontosauras with wings, a front door and a chimney and called it a house.
When I was a kid I was constantly growing out of my shoes, but I didn’t know that. Nobody said that my feet were too big for my shoes. They would always say that my shoes were too small for my feet. So, for a short time I thought my shoes kept shrinking.
I thought that I could jump off the roof with an umbrella over my head and slowly float down. The umbrella turned inside-out and I kneed myself in the chin.
For a while I thought that I really did have quarters in my ears and couldn’t figure out why only adults could find them.
I would get dressed to watch TV because I didn’t want Mr. Rogers to see me in my underwear.
I once stood in front of the mirror and closed my eyes to see what I looked like when I was sleeping.
I thought that hiking boots and mountain bikes would give you a super ability to scale steep inclines.
I used to call an octopus’ tentacles “testicles”
I thought that I had red and blue blood and wondered why I only ever saw the red kind.
Whenever I found an old bottle or jar I would rub it on the odd chance that a genie would pop out and grant me my three wishes. I would wish for the ability to fly, the ability to be invisible and make other things invisible, and that my crush since I was two and a half years old “Sita”would love me back.
What did you believe as a kid? What theories did you have and what caused them?
Some people come into this world screaming in anger and never, ever let it go. Once in a while, they decide there is nothing else to lose and they might as well try having a normal life, but it doesn’t make them any less angry with the world.
that picture is hilarious. and your head still looks the same. =)
LOL about the Mr. Rogers thing, and the mirror thing.
I used to have what seemed like a billion stuffed animals that sat in front of the books and lined my bookshelves. I’d try to sleep with a different one each night so the others wouldn’t feel left out or jealous. But rufus the walrus, rex the dog, and Mickey were secretly my favorites.
When my parents and I would road trip to the Northeast, I’d always look for “ice on bridge”s as we drove over them. It never occurred to me that it was summer…
I used to sing Kiss’s song “Lick it up” with such enthusiasm. I never knew what that really meant.
My grandaddy was the best person in the world, and he hung the moon. He still is, and does, but I’ve never told him.
I thought if I tied a red towel around my neck, I could fly like Mighty Mouse. I tried every day. It never worked, but I knew it would the next day if I just tried again.
Haha, this is fun! There are so many things. Thanks, sweetie
I used the towel too! Always right after my shower but I was always superman and the towel was the only thing I was wearing. (there are benefits to being 3 or 4 years old)