birdsShow most recent or highest rated first. Common beliefs in this section include:
When I was about 7 yrs old our chickens would jump over the fence and dig up mums garden so Dad said he was going to chop their toenails off, using an axe (!) of all things. Little did I know but he was actually chopping their heads off and right up until I was about 15 I really believed that chickens would die if you cut their toenails off.
When we were young, my friend and I convinced my friend's little brother that the birds were calling out his name.
He listened and a look of shock spread across his face as he heard it.
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.
when i was 21 i used to think that birds were rabbits with wings..im 45 now and realise i have learning difficulties...
I'm 15, and I was just browsing the site. I feel insanely stupid, because I came across this one belief that states that they believed chickens and hens were the same breed of bird, and that they were always female, and that cocks were always male.
I too believed this, until about two minutes ago..
Amendments to my belief that hens and chickens were the same breed of bird, and cocks were a different breed.
I forgot to mention that I thought hens and chickens were always female and cocks were always male. Makes you think how the hell they could've reproduced!
We convinced my younger Brother, Mark that the sea gulls weren't calling aaark, but they were calling Maaarrrk and were going to get him. You'll be glad to know that he has recovered against the odds into a well adjusted adult.
I thought that hens and chickens were the same thing and that cocks were a different breed of bird! I was very surprised to learn that cocks and hens were simply male and female chickens when I was 10
I used to think that chickens actually just handed over their wings for us to eat, but that the rest of the chicken was spared. I wondered why I never saw any chickens walking around without wings.
i once asked my father why bird excrement was white. he told me it was because it got *really* scared on the way down.
I used to believe that birds had a grave yard, just like an elephant grave yard. I just knew there was a field somewhere with tiny little bird bones scattered everywhere. After awhile I gave up looking for it and decided that they all died over the ocean.
My 7 year old nephew holds the opinion that the correct name for a pidgeon is a "city chicken".
When I was about two or three I used to believe that the birds were starving. When they flew over our house, I felt so sorry for them...I thought they were trying desperately to find food. Well, this prompted me to begin shouting, my face toward the sky, "DOUGHNUTS!!! WE"RE GONNA GET YOU SOME DOUGHNUTS!!!" I was hoping that might cheer up the birds, and usually after that my grandparents would give me some stale bread to throw out.
When I was a young girl my family went to the zoo. My Uncle told me that when the Flamingos were bad they chopped off one leg and that is why so many Flamingos were standing on one leg. A few were sitting down and he said those had not learned their lesson the first time.
I used to believe when the birds sang, they were telling each other about things I did. I would try very hard not to do anything weird to keep the birds from talking about me.
When I was little, I remember time and time again when I would be eating with my Gramma K, and I would drop something on the floor -- she'd pick it right up and eat it. I was in shock at first. She always said, tho, that after all, "We eat over at least a ton of dirt every day, so it doesn't really matter." Well, years later, after eating lots of stuff that had fallen on the ground and remembering her motto, I realized that "over" could mean "over the top of," as in: Under our feet. I didn't eat dropped food as freely after that insight.
Our local park had a man-made lake about 2 feet deep. It had ducks in it. To get around on the lake, I thought the ducks' legs got really long and their feet walked on the bottom of the lake. I though they just folded their legs up under their feathers on land.
When I was around 7 or 8, we moved to a house that had chickens, roosters, horses and a few ducks. My mom told me that the way eggs turn into baby chickens is that the rooster fertilizes the eggs. (I already knew how OTHER animals with "live births" got pregnant. I never really thought much of it, but I took this to mean that the chicken lays the eggs, and then the rooster sits on them and does the deed.
I skipped grades in school, and my IQ is QUITE high (not as high as it was when I was a kid, though!) Yet I didn't actually "find out" how baby chickens get "into the egg" until I was a young adult...
I used to be scared of lying on the ground in the sun in open spaces because I thought vultures would see me and try to eat me alive!
This is not my belief, but me brother used to believe there was a bird in the front of the car and that was what made the sound of the horn, DIDN'T HE THINK HE WOULD EVENTUALLY SEE IT???
I totally freaked out when my mother first showed me a peacock. Apparantly I confused the Dutch word of peacock 'paauw' with the imitation of a firing gun: pauw!
My mother has never seen me that scared ever since.