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In elementary school, there was this tree that on one side looked like the backside of a woman. I tried to sneak into my school at night once because I thought that a naked lady would step out of the tree.
My sister used to beleive that Christmas trees grew in rows naturally because she never saw them being planted.
As a kid in New York State we had a modest garden and a grape vine but no vine fruits that need a hot summer. So I grew up imagining what a tough, monster, tangled, Herculean vine watermelons hung from.
I was about 4, and my family had just planted some seeds to make a small garden behind our house. My cousin of the same age explained one day that if we poured all of a nearby jug of gasoline onto the garden, all of the plants would turn out to be gigantic. We did just that, and later my parents were pretty confused when NOTHING sprouted from our garden.
When I was little, I went shopping with my gramma and she said she wanted me to help plant egg plants. I wondered how in the world eggs would come from the ground. " How do you grow egg plants?" I asked. "Well you grab some eggs and put them in a hole in the ground." Not knowing she was joking, I went home and grabbed all 12 eggs to plant. She laughed real hard when she figured out I did that. Now she asks me to plant them every summer.
I was convinced you could make a pair of shoes out of conkers, if only you could peel them and mould them before they turned from white to brown. I still haven't given up on this one, actually...
When I was really little I was walking through my grandparents apple orchard and an apple fell right on my head. I'd seen the Wizard of Oz days before, so I was convinced that one of the trees had thrown it at me. I still steer clear of apple trees, and I'm 21 years old.
Once when I was staying with my Grandparents I came in after running into some bull nettle (which is similar to poison ivy but a harry plant on the ground) and my Grandmother told me to "piss on it" and it was the only way it would stop itching. I thought she meant pee on the plant, but luckily I didn't. i was afraid I'd get it on my butt
when i was little i thought the stuff they sprayed on flowers was called paricites not pesticites! my mom always said i would be a bad gardener.
Before I went to a planetarium for the first time, I thought it was just a room full of plants.
I thought if someone is in a vegatative state they literally turn into a giant vegetable!
That cress was really just another name for clover, and for years I would happily tell people I had no desire to eat grass.
my babysitter had lots of potted plants with fuzzy leaves which were irresistable to my grubby little fingers. she told me that rubbing the fuzzy leaves would give me cancer. i don't touch fuzzy leaves anymore.
when i was very young,some boys told me while digging in the dirt,that the roots were the fingers of the devil and not to let themget a hold of you ,so i'd cope at them with a stick.
When we were very young, me and some other girls from my building used to believe that popsicles grew on trees. So, after a summer afternoon, we would go to the garden and plant all the wooden sticks in the dirt so next year we wouldn`t have to buy more. And we would also plant watermellon seeds in small pots. It never grew, unfortunely.
My brother, Myles Kidd , had a mad childhood belief that if you touched lichen, it made your skin peel off!?!
He got really upset if he saw the stuff.
As a very small child I believed that in order for the trees to grow they needed to be fed. When my father realised his chicken feed was diappearing he watched me closely. He found me taking the food in a bucket and spreading it around the trees in the bush.
my dad told (in an effort not to buy one) that flocked Christmas trees caused cancer. and I believed that lie for quite some time. (into adulthood unfourtunately)
My dad used to take me to a neighbor friend's house with him. This man had me convinced that every weed you dug out of the ground had a coin entangled in it's roots, that he owned a dollar bill tree,and that if i wished hard he could pull a quarter from my ear.
When my son was about 4 he informed me that the little yellow wild flowers growing on the side of the freeway was because somebody spread butter all over the grass the night before.
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