Kids believe and do stupid things, it's just part of being a kid. So, here's a fun little judgement free zone to share what some stupid things you've believed/done were. Between me and my siblings, I have a few stories. Me, I was told that showing your middle finger to someone was incredibly rude, and for about a minute I thought that meant in general, so when I waved at someone or went in for a high five I lowered my middle finger, because I didn't want to insult someone. One of my cousins immediately set me straight. I have a sister who tried to run up the wall like a ninja, and ended up kicking a hole right into the wall. I have two sisters who had baking mishaps. One of them looked at a recipe and saw it say 'butter', and for some reason she thought it meant 'peanut butter'...obviously. Another sister saw that our brownie recipe said to mix it by hand, so she mixed it with her bare hands and then wondered why it wasn't really mixing. Kids are just so silly.
When I was about four years old, a classmate of mine left the preschool I was in. This was shortly after her birthday. Thus, until Kindergarten, I thought that you advanced to the next grade not at the end of the school year, but the day after your birthday. Even though in that time, I and many other classmates had birthdays pass where we stayed in the school. Also, there was that time that I broke my arm by jumping off the top bunk of a bunk bed. And pried the cast off of my arm because it was itchy. Twice. But I already told that story a few times here.
I slammed the middle finger of my left hand in our old front door...I didn't want to go out the back door on my skates because it'd take too long, I insisted on going out the front door, which had very steep steps...which I slipped on as I was closing the door. Resulting in the top of my middle finger almost coming clean off. Not one of my prouder moments.
I vaguely remember in kindergarten that I kissed one of the boys and my friend tattled on me. Then I got mad at the friend for tattling on me.
When I was younger, I thought the Emergency Broadcast System noise meant that the TV was broken (although it's not hard to see why one would think this--click the link if you want to know what the infamous noise sounds like)
Here's a few of the many: Until a year ago I believed est. was short for east. I thought my parent's home menu on their computer was the center of the internet. I thought you had to stay completely still for exactly 15 minutes in order to sleep. I thought I taught my dog how to answer yes or no questions. I thought the water in my Grandparent's yellow kiddie pool was lemonade.
The first thing which came to mind was that when my age was in single digits and also probably early double digits, I used to imagine that there is this lady called Musan-ben living in my society and I even picked a house which was really in my society and called it hers. I would say to my mom and grandma that I'm going to visit Musan-ben, and all I did was take few strolls in my house or probably the parking area, and then come home(my house from hers) and tell that I just visited Musan-ben. This is quite what kids do right?
When I was in middle school, I'd always carry gum on me because it helped me concentrate (it really didn't but it took me a while to figure that out). Most of the other kids in class wanted my gum but I didn't have enough to go around. I decided to bring an extra pack of gum and throw it on the cafeteria floor and see who got it first. Suffice to say, it was a frenzy. My parents would never let me do it again.
I don't know if Blue's Clues is still a thing. Could there be people here who don't know what Blue's Clues is? Just in case there are, it was a children's show about a dog named Blue and her owner and blue would leave clues for her owner so he could solve a sort of mystery she would set up. Somehow Blue had the ability to jump into paintings, books, and other things and actually go into the pictures. Each time her owner would say "Blue Skidoo, we can too!" then jump into the painting after her. I'm sure you can see where this is going. I can only imagine what my mom was thinking when she heard me from down the hall loudly sing "Blue Skidoo, we can too!" followed by the sound of shattering glass as I rammed head first into a large picture frame. As it turns out "we can too" was a little misleading and I was very disappointed. And dizzy. Edit: Apparently this is a meme because of course it is.
