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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!"
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!
my brother once told me if u go within a metre of a pigeon then u wud die of a disease. i dnt think its true its probably not but i still wont go near em!
i believed all sparrows(spyugs) were baby pigeons and seagulls
I used to believe that sparrows were baby pigeons
when i was 6 i used to believe that birds were magical creatures and used magic to fly
I used to believe that to see the following birds meant .....one bird...a sorrow
two....ajoy three a disappintment
eight ....a wish and so on.each number of birds had its corresponding meaning and a flock of birds could be wished on and bring news mostly apleasant surprize.HOWEVER,even though it ryhmes I am very cross with the person who taught me these silly superstiotions because I canīt get them out of my head and whenever the number3 comes up I expect disappointment.
My mom would say something and I'd say "what?" and she would tell me to get the bird $hit out of my ears - I really thought birds were somehow pooping in my ears.
I used to believe that whenever i saw a dead bird on the ground,that the bird would come to life and peck me to a bloody pulp. :)
my little brother decided he wanted a budgie for christmas, my mum and dad weren't so keen on this and decided to get him a goldfish instead. After seeing the fish my brother was estatic, we asked him what he was going to call the fish, he told us he world call it budgie. It turned out he didn't really know what a budgie was he just liked the sound of the name so mum and dad got away with and my brother continued to believe all fish were in fact budgies.
When me or my brothers pouted and stuck our lip out my Dad would say that little birds were going to land on my lip and pinch it. when I looked away with my lip still out, my Dad would somehow get his finger up there and pinch me. He still does it when we pout. But we hardly ever pout.
When I was little, I used to think that when burrs came in contact with birds that the birds would stick to them.
The birds, not able to escape, I thought that they would eventually morph into burrs.
When I was little my mom told me that if I pouted and stuck out my lower lip a bluebird would come and poop on it. I would quickly make my lips as small as possible. I did not want to get pooped on!
I loved to mix all of my food together as a kid at dinner time - I felt it was more efficient or something.
So, I thought it would be best for our parakeets as well. So I filled their clear plastic, sealed food container with birdseed, gravel and water. (Normally they would need three "dishes" for all of these - when with my system they only needed ONE!)
I came by their cage a couple days later, wondering why they never ate from the plastic feeder anymore....and I saw that grass had sprouted up in the plastic dome.
I felt awful about it...now it just makes me laugh.
me and my friend used to argue about stupid things all the time, but the one i remember most was that i was sure a duck wasnt a bird, and she tried to convince me it was, but I wouldnt beleive her. A duck was a duck as far as i was concernd
I, a few years ago, saw birds bouncing off each other for the first time. I was in my mid teens, and i stood up, i yelled at dad, and i said "hey dad! look! those birds are fighting! look at them fight! i wonder what happened!"
and he said to me "cass, they're having sex."
and i said "oh. nevermind."
One night we were at my grandparent's second house (out in the woods) and the adults decided to show how to catch a bird whose name I can't recall. Well, we had to hold the bags and the adults would "chase the birds" and we caught them. We put them in the outside shower and we found holes in the bags thinking they got away. For a few years me, my brother, and cousins believed we had actually caught real birds when they were really rocks.
When i was small i remember my mum saying "A little birdie told me..." and then some random information that she knew because she was my mum. I remember I had a secret to tell my friend, some insignificant secret. and when i got to the juicy part i stopped. i remember turning as white as a sheet. "whats wrong??" my worried friend asked. i pointed at a small bird on my window sill, near the open window, "its going to tell my mummy!"
When i was 5 & 6 years old i kept close watch on the bird seeds we planted each summer during Vacation Bible School for the birds that were sure to be produced. I firmly believed that "bird seeds" would produce birds in the same way that watermelon seeds produced watermelon.
My mom always told me that if i was bad, seagulls will come and bite my shoulders. (we were always sailing where there are lots of seagulls) To this day, im still a little afraid of them.