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about three years ago wheni lived across the street from a university campus, with a pond with ducks that had their wings clipped, so anyway they never flew, that summer when we were in maine with a river, isaw a group of ducks take off and fly, i lookede at my mom and was so surprised. '' i didn't know DUCKS could fly''!!
when i waz a kid and on holiday at our caravan my ma. had a delph chicken which you could lift the top off and she kept eggs in .every morning i got up for breakfast she told me the chicken laid the eggs i waz eating and i well believed her
My grandfather told me if you put salt on a goose'es tail feathers, you could catch it. I pestered my father until we went to a lake in Orlando and tried it out. I was 6 years old and totally believed my grandfather. My father finally managed to catch a mud duck, where else, but in the mud! I wonder what my father said to my grandfather about that!
My brother and I used to fight over the chicken legs whenever my mom would cook it, so she would always buy an extra package of legs when she bought a whole chicken. She and my brother had me convinced that all this had come from a six-legged racing chicken.
When I was little, the grocery store we shopped at had a large tree out in front, always covered with funny looking animals on the limbs. I don't know WHY, but for some reason, my Dad thought it was funny to tell me those were called "golly-whoppers". I believed him, until a friend of mine from grade school went with us one day to the store (MUCH LATER)...and I showed her the golly-whoppers! My Dad was in the car and had a great laugh. He had forgotten to tell me the truth...in fact, they were chickens.
When I was young I thought birds were going to "bird school" when they sat in groups on the telephone lines. On Sundays, they were in "bird church." I still am reminded of that when I see them today, and I'm a senior citizen.
when i was little, my parents used to take me to the park and tell me that there were very pretty baby pink and yellow birds there and that if i ran after them really quickly, i could bring them home with me.
i spent countless times running from tree to tree trying to 'catch' these birds. it was only when i got older that i realized it was my parents' way of getting me to exercise cos i was a really lazy kid. come to think abt it, i never actually seen these colored birds before either.
I used to believe that boneless chicken were really raised. I imagined that this kind couldn't fly as they do not have bones.
I had a dream about some geese coming into my bedroom and hissing etc at me. In the morning I was really scared and my mum told me that it was alrighy-dad had taken them back to the lake on his way to work! I believed her for yrears afterwards!
I used to believe that birds subsisted on bread.
When I was a kid I used to think that lesser spotted birds were one that were few in number. I thought if not many bird watchers saw a particular type of bird it was referred to as lesser spotted!
I once saw an illustration of bird flight in a book and for a long time I thought there were separate breeds of geese called 'upstroke' and 'downstroke'.
As a child, my dad always told me that swans and ducks couldn't swim, they just walked along the bottom of the lake. How dangerous?!
As a kid, my mom told me that chicken eggs from the supermarket wouldn't hatch because they needed to be "fertilized" -- for a shamefully long time, I thought this meant that the farmer went into the henhouse with a bucket of fertilizer (like the stuff my dad put on the lawn) and sprinkled it over the eggs.
my best friend once told me that birds didnt get electrocuted when they sat on pylons because they hopped from foot to foot very quikly.
My dad told me that the reason Birds didn't get electrocuted on overhead wire was they had rubber feet!!
When I was little I used to insist that pirates' parrots didn't say "pieces of eight", they said "pieces of egg". It made a lot more sense to me, because you can't chop an eight up (OK, I didn't know an eight was an old coin) but eggs are easily sliceable.
My mother told me that the first sound of a morning was the birds tweeting and farting in the trees as they woke up to start the day. I was always trying to wake up early enough to hear them as I had never heard a bird fart.
My Nana once caught my cousin (who was about 3-4 years old at the time), planting feathers in a row in the garden. When she asked Jason what he was doing he replied, "planting feathers so birds will grow Nana!"
One night when I was really young we were driving home
from my grandmothers when I notices the blinking red lights
on the radio towers along the highway. Confused about how there
were so many red lights up there and there were no buildings my
mother *probably to shut me up* told me they were sleeping birds.
I then went through a number of years where I thought that birds
would glow red when they slept. I thought the blinking was rythmic
with their breathing.