@ YanaKhan...I'm not familiar with the term 'schaft' like wheat?
We had the saying... step on a crack, break your mothers back. Boy, did I spend much time trying to avoid those cracks in the sidewalk walking home from elementary school. Then a few times i realized I had steped on a crack, and mom was still ok. Wonder where that saying came from.
I belived in Santa untill about age 6 or 7 when I realized the writing on the presents that said "from Santa" was the same as my parents.
I spent many years trying to convince my little brother Santa was real because I didn't want the magic to end for him. My father and grandfather alway put on an elaborate farse on X-mas eve, if we were in the house we had to pretend we had gone to bed, grandma, mom, brother and I would hide in a bedroom soon we could hear stomping and ho ho ho-ing. When it stopped we came out to this mystery delivery and opened presents! Another way they would do it is to pile everyone into the car to go look at X-mas lights. Dad would always forget "something" and have to run back into the house, well...he was pulling out presents. When we were done looking at the lights he would pick out some distant airplane and declare it to be Santa, and "he must have just left our house!!!" Course to our surprise Santa had indeed been there! I used that one with my daughter.
My brother and I had bedrooms that sat side by side. We were convinced there was a secret room between our rooms that could be accessed through the closets which were back to back. I still wonder about that.
OOHhh, this was the WORST. I had to take a running leap to get into bed, because the monster under the bed would pull me under if my feet got too close to that dark space. Shizer, that went on for a long time and even when I could power through and stand at the edge of the bed, I wondered if it could see me standing there. Then I guess there was a movie? Or maybe it was a Twilight Zone episode and I internalized it? Mom generally didn't let me watch scary things (not even Star Trek if you can belive it!) so not sure where I got that fear.
Stuffed animals have feelings! When arranging them on the bed, I had to frequently rotate who would be in front, I didn't want to hurt their feelings! I actually still believe this...an arm into animism early on!
That's all for now for me too. Blessings!