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When I was little, I believed that the chicks were still alive in the eggs you bought at the grocery store. I recently learned what an incubator was and how it works, so I thought that maybe the microwave would work as one, so I put an egg inside a bowl and started the microwave. I waited for my chick to appear until.....POP!! the egg exploded...
When I was about 8-10 we had chickens, and one morning we found all our chicks laying dead in their yard, soaking wet. My Mom said that they were so dumb, they looked up when raindrops hit them and drowned.
The sad thing is that I believed it until I read other similar beliefs here, tonight.. I googled it and no, they just die of being cold and wet. I'm 38. Honestly, how could wild or farmed chickens survive if they were that dumb?
The REALLY sad thing is that I've kept chickens on my own for the last five years and still believed it! I just kept the chicks in the house in a box until they were "old enough" to be out in the rain. Since it was working (they had feathers before I put them out, so weren't as susceptible to chills) I figured I was saving them from drowning. :)
I used to believe that larks were very large birds, because, whenever I heard of someone doing something "on a lark", I thought it meant they actually rode on larks to do something, so larks must have been large enough for someone to ride.
I used to belief that when it rained that all the birds died. Where eles did they go for shelter.
now, there is an indian food item called a budgie, so when i heard someone talk about their pet budgie, i thought "what the! food for a pet?!?"
One day when I got home from school my mom questioned me about something that had happened at school. I asked her how she knew about that. (I guess the teacher had called and told her.) She said a little birdie had told her. After that I cursed those birds that sat on the window sills at school and always folded my hands nicely and looked straight ahead whenever I saw one looking at me!
I used to believe that I could make a chick hatch from egg carton as long as I kept it warm :)
My 7 year old nephew holds the opinion that the correct name for a pidgeon is a "city chicken".
I used to think that if you threw a ball high enough it'll turn into a bird. for the next three years I would spend hours trying to turn my ball into a bird.
when i was about ten, i was chasing a pigeon and my dad told me it was an attack pigeon! i laughed and said that's not true. but then... the pigeon turned around and started chasing me!! to this day i am terrified of pigeons...
When my family would go camping, early in the mornings I would often be woken by the sound of crows. They sounded like they were in much pain. So, when I asked my older brother about it, he told me that an evil old man used to put the crows in fishnets and bury them. I believed his story and for the next 2 weeks of camping, I spent all my time digging holes to try and find the crows!
When we were young, my friend and I convinced my friend's little brother that the birds were calling out his name.
"Pete! Pete!"
He listened and a look of shock spread across his face as he heard it.
"Pete! Pete!"
It was the time of year when big black evil looking birds gathered and swarmed in big black masses across the cold sky. I think he must have thought that they were going to get him.
i used to think that because chicken hatched eggs by sitting on them, so could i......so i would sit lightly over an egg all day to try and hatch it, i did that on easter too to hatch easter bunnies
When I was 3, my grandfather told me I could catch a bird if I sprinkled salt on its tail. One day I found a baby bird that fell from its nest. I covered it with a blanket, and ran inside to tell my mom. "I need the salt, I'm gonna catch a bird" I screamed.
When I was three years old I used to believe that we (the people) descend from pigeons.That's because some pigeons were always staying on my grandmothers' window-still.Later,somehow i gave up to believe in this.
When I was little, I loved to play outside. Especially when it was almost winter and all the geese were flying south. You know how they always flew in those V's, and make those sounds? Well, for some odd reason, I used to think that they were talking to me, and that they were giving me messages through some sort of sign language. I don't know how it started, or why I thought that, but I just used to get all excited when i'd see/hear the geese.. i'd think, "I wonder what they're going to tell me today!"
i used to think that birds were actually flying dogs
and i was convinced that they were all out to get me
in other words.... i was scared of birds
This one's not mine but my fiance's
We were driving by a crosswalk in the middle of November. We have the ones that make a chirping sound for the blind
Well, my fiance heard the chirping & said "even with all the snow on the ground, there's still birds out there chirping"
I couldn't help but tell him what that noise really was :)
I thought that all the birds have their ears under their wings. Evertime a bird wanted to hear it has to lift the lef/right wing.
This is actually a belief my sister had until a little after she turned 15. normally, she is a very smart person. we also have had birds as pets and tried to breed them. that's why her comment had me rolling on the floor crying, i was laughing so hard. in the most serious voice, she said, "But i thought birds mated through regurgitation!" I thought she was joking at first, but she truly believed it!
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