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I used to believe that drinking ordinary coffee would make you short. I once asked my Mon if I could taste her coffee. She asked me if I wanted to grow up big and tall. I nodded my agreement with her. She told me to look at her-she is very short only 5' tall-she drank lots of coffee. "Coffee stunts your growth, just look at me!" I wanted to be tall so I wouldn't go near coffee until I was over eighteen years old even though I had long since realized that drinking coffee does not stunt one's growth. To this day, I still will not drink coffee-incidentally I grew up to be 5'4" tall-no coffee drinking involved here. I think this was Mom's devious way of being immortal because I think of her and chuckle everytime some asks me if I want cup of coffee.
I used to believe that if you ate chocolate gold coins, gold would come out your ears. I thought this because my father would tell me he can hear me when I'm trying to go eat them. This, of course, scared me.
When i was young i used to eat lots of Junk foods.
One time i got so hungry that i asked my cousin to buy me some cheese flavored chips. We ate the chips and my cousin told me that if i wont finish my chips for a minute, rats will go and eat it and worse, me! I was so scared that i hurriedly finished my Chips and Gave him most of it.
It was when im like 9 or 10 when i realized he told me that story just to have some of my chips.
I used to believe that if you ate rice and water and jumped up and down you would explode. Thanks Dad.
As a child, I believed that one food touching another on my plate "contaminated" both and I would refuse to eat it. E.g., the meatloaf could not touch the potatoes or the corn, etc. Even with spaghettit and meatballs, the meatballs had to be on a separate plate and not touch the spaghetti. My VERY patient mother obliged me by serving me in separate small dishes, or at least in a compartmentalized plate to keep the risk of "contamination" to a minimum. (And don't even let me get started about how this complicated visits to a restaurant!) Years later, I was very surprised and humored to see that the TV character "Monk" has the same little food fetish! I guess I was a little OCD in my youth and didn't even know it.....
When we were little, my sister told me that I was allergic to Entenmann's doughnuts and orange juice--my favorite foods!
The only commercials I saw for Cocoa Puffs when I had cable in my first bedroom(age 4 to 6) had Sonny hanging out with kids and saying that if you ate Cocoa Puffs you can be coocoo too! I took this to mean that if you ate it you would go crazy. So I was terrified when my dad brought a box of the name brand home thinking I would like them. Even though I did have store brand before then, but thought these were completely different.
my dad used to tell me that the meat park of a steak was poisonus for children under the age of 10 to eat and he had to eat that whilst we had to eat the less dangerous white parts i.e. the fat!
When I was little my Uncle told me that if I ate to many sour cream and onion chips that I would get brain damage. He said there was a ingrediant in the chips but noone could link it to them yet. And I believed him.
my friends and i believed that eating peanut butter and mayonnaise together would poison you.
i also believed that the dark colored (burnt) potato chips gave you cancer, and that was what killed my great grandmother.
My mother used to tell me that diluted juice was poisinous unless water had been added to it (to stop me drinking it). One night I sneaked to the kitchen to get a drink. I drank the juice without diluting it thinking it had already been diluted. I started screaming for my mother to call an ambulance quickly because I thought I was going to die in a couple of minutes
My older brother had me convinced that flour would burn your hands if you
touched it. It never occurred to me for several years to wonder why Mom
could use it all the time to bake and it never burned her.
I used to believe that if something touched mold, be it food or even a body part, that the touching party would "catch" mold too!
when i was little i used to believe that when i opened the fridge a huge block of cheese would jump out an attack my nose because that's what giant cheese's do!
You know how when you make jello, it is first in a liquid form? Well when i was little i would drink that when i got thirsty and my brother would always tell me the jello will sit in my stomach and i would explode. Well that night he got spaghetti, ketchup and jello and put it all over the inside of my bed so i would think i exploded...
Needless to say, i beleived it. Now i'm 24 years old and i still won't go near jello
I used to believe that is you cooked eggs the wrong way you would fry your brain on drugs, because of that old public service ad that said, "this is your brain, this is your brain on drugs," and then they would crack and fry an egg.
My parents convinced me that if I mixed coke and pepsi together and drank it, I would die. I believed that until I was 11 when I saw my mom mixing them together. I was like "NOOO DONT DO THAT" and she just laughed.
An older neighborhood kid told me that if I ate a styrofoam packing peanut, my head would crack in half. For the longest time I was afraid of accidentally ingesting one of them.
When I was young, my grandfather had me beleiveing the Center hole in the suger cookies he gave me was poisenous. So I always ate AROUND the hole and ended up with the tinest bit of cookie ring left over
When I was little I didnt like to go to Mcdonalds because I thought if Ronald Mcdonald saw me he'd follow me home and, at night while I was asleep he would stuff me full of hamburgers - AND I HATED MEAT!
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