My 7 year old nephew holds the opinion that the correct name for a pidgeon is a "city chicken".

Bastard

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.

Anon

I used to believe that when there was a bunch of birds sitting on telephone wires they were getting married and all the birds in their family were there for the wedding. I still look up at them to guess which one's are the bride and groom. I'm 18, lol.

ciana92

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.

Ionela D.

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!"

Weird Child

When we were kids (obviously) my sister used to tell me she could talk to crows, a crow, - She told me he would bring her pink stones every time he visited. I thought she was making it all up (she liked feeding me LIES!) until one day when we were walking the dog i saw pink stones (spray painted but pink stones none the less) on the ground and then there was the crow..... so i apologized, realized how special my sister was and never doubted her again...

Jen

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

Anon

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.

Fritte

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 :)

TK

When I was little I asked my dad were spam came from and he playfully told me it came from birds and they would run around yelling spam. So up until I turned eight. I believed in Spam Birds.

F.Brooks

I used to believe that owls could turn their head all the way around forever, that there was not point at which it hurt. I thought their neck was just like a little round hinge that would let them look around anywhere.

Andy

When I was about 4 or 5 I thought that I could hatch an egg if I kept it warm long enough I went through about 10 eggs and sheets because I kept falling asleep

dumdum

When I was about 7 or8 years old I always wondered why do the chicks crowd undertheir mother-hens feathers and wings. I figured out that ifcalfs suckle theirs mothers, lambs suckle their mothers so must the chicks do under thewings. When I went to school, and was about 10 the teacher was asking: do calves sucklet heir mothers? Yees! Do piglets suckle their mother? Yees! Do chickls suckle their mother? Nooo! only I said loudly Yees! The whole class and the teacher had a good laugh and I was explained that the chickcs are kept warm by their hen mother under her wings and inher feather! I remembered that forever!!!

Irene Hughes

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!

Anon

When i was in the third grade I got this great idea to take an egg out of the fridge and hide it in one of my drawers, cushioned and kept warm by clothes, thinking it would someday hatch into a cute little pet chicken. I kept it in there for months and was very disappointed when I gave up.

Gina

In the early part of elementary school, one of my friends taught me how to make a "bird's nest" out of a circle of small rocks with grass in the middle. Afterward, I believed that was how birds really made their nests and was convinced that if I could manage to make a perfect nest, a bird would think it had been made by another bird and lay its eggs there.

I made dozens and dozens of rock-and-grass nests on the front steps of my house, laying them out carefully and even putting a few rocks in the middle to be the "eggs," hoping to show the birds it was a good place to raise a family. I waited and watched for a long time, but I never lured any birds to my yard with those nests. Now, of course, I just use a feeder.

Bird Girl

After reading this belief by someone named Mike, I thought...."what? You mean thats not true?!?!?"
Oops.
"I used to believe that all brown ducks were female, and green and grey ducks were male. I was told this when I was younger, and did not know that they were 2 different species. Stoopid me. And evil parents for making me believe this!!"

Zanny

I once heard somewhere a statistic about ducks flying into airplanes. Somehow I got it in my head that ducks could fly faster than airplanes. I used to ride in the plane and look out the window for ducks to flap on by. I was always amazed at how fast they were. In 10th grade, I said it out loud to someone for the first time, and realized how silly it was!

J$

I used to believe that they shoot the chickens we eat one by one at the farm.

A

I thought when Grandma's hens were cackling, they were giggling about some private joke in the henhouse.

Not a farm kid