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April 05, 2005



We had friends who said you were supposed to hold your breath when passing a cemetery, so I dutifully started doing it.

When I told my mom about it, she got very cross about it and told me not to do it. No idea why.


Making a wish on a falling leaf; if you complete your wish before the leaf touches the ground your wish is suppose to come true.


As a kid, I was led to believe that if you ate the crusts off the bread, you would get curly hair. There was an element of truth in it, but these days it has just about all fell out


I also was instructed to hold my breath went passing a graveyard. I dutifully passed this superstition along to my son.

Eyelashes, however, were not to be blown off a fingertip! Oh, no no no. Eyelashes, either your own or someone elses, were to be eaten. Immediately. I know. It's pretty gross. But hey, what can you do? The superstition stated if those stray eyelashes didn't get eaten, you'd never grow another!


Saluting a single magpie to offset the bad luck it can bring - there's an old rhyme that goes something like "One for sorrow, two for joy, three for a girl, four for a boy".

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