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In my youth,I was always convinced that my chocolate easter eggs came from my uncles chicken farm!
I was always told that if you feed pigeons bicarbonate of soda the would explode...And I've never done it (just in case)
I used to believe that I could make a chick hatch from egg carton as long as I kept it warm :)
WHEN I WAS GROWING UP MY PARENTS WOULD NOT LET US HAVE ANY ANIMALS SO ONE DAY I WAS WATCHING ROMPER ROOM AND THEY WERE HACTHING EGGS IN AN INCABATOR SO I GOT AN EGG FROM THE REFRIDGERATOR AND SAT ON THE EGG SO I COULD HAVE A LITTLE CHICKEN AND OF COURSE IT DIDNT WORK SO I SAT ON ANOTHER ONE, NEEDLESS TO SAY I NEVER HAD A PET TILL ON MY OWN LOL
up untill i think i was 19 years old i diddnt believe that chickens had sex. either my dad or my uncle told me when i was little that a hen would lay the egg and the rooster would come by and fertilise the egg, like salmon. the only reason i do not still believe this is because my boyfriends(now husband) mother had chickens and he told me one day that they were all doing it again on the front lawn, the following conversation was very embarrasing for me but now i know better.
I used to believe that it is always hot on the South and that pinguins wear the white t-shirts.
Back in the day when it was safe to walk home from kindergarten by yourself, my mom had one rule: that we cross the street holding the teacher's hand.
So one day, I didn't wait for the teacher and ran across the street. When I got home, my mom asked me why I didn't cross the street with the teacher. I was perplexed as to how she knew. When I asked, she replied that a little bird told her (she used to run up an alley to the school, watch us cross the street and run home).
For the next couple of years I was convinced that my mom talked to birds. I was very careful to make sure none were around if I were breaking rules!
when we were in a bad mood and stuck our lower lip out - our mother would say that a bird would shit on our lip
When I was a kid I used to believe that we can catch a sea gull throwing salt at its tail. So i always carried some salt when going to the beach in case I saw one.
my pop told me if I put salt on a magpies tail I could catch it !!
Guess what ?
I did catch one !!
It was injured but I thought it really did work (sigh)
My husband had received his first BB gun for Christmas one year and decided to go hunting. He was so thrilled to bring home a bird. When asked why he was so excited he told his parents "I did it, I shot him right in the pecker". After they finished laughing, his father explained that he shot the bird's BEAK.
i used to think that birds were actually flying dogs
and i was convinced that they were all out to get me
in other words.... i was scared of birds
I thought birds grew from bird seed.
Actually my niece. The first time she a penquin she took what she had in her available lexicon and came up with "Cowduck". Pretty smart for a 2 year old
There were chickens which had been specially bred to have 6 legs (hence more drumsticks)...the problem was, nobody could catch them.
My grandparents on both sides grew up on farms and moved to the suburbs as adults, therefore there was always this misguided farm wisdom in the city. One of my Grandfathers used to say that "Turkeys are so stupid that if it was raining they would drown." (by looking up into the sky and filling their mouth and nostrils with rain.) As a college freshman moving to Northern Wisconsin (major farms of all types) I thought that the Ginsing fields (which are covered entirely using posts and enormous tarps) were turkey shelters.
My elder brother told me that seagulls were only called seagulls if they were by the sea. If they were over land they were 'landgulls'. I believed him for years and actually managed to convince loads of people that it was true!
When my Grandmother saw a bird in the garden, she'd say "oh look, there's a dickie-bird". For years, I didn't know there were different types of bird, I just thought they were all dickie-birds.
When I was around 5, my parents brought ducks home. They said that it would be my pet. The next day they were butchering and cooking it. I asked "What did they ever do to you?" and didn't get a good response. I never ate duck (or didn't like to eat it) ever again.
before i could read and write, my mother ingrained in me that the droppings of birds were called 'bird spit' rather than the 1 letter difference of which at the time i had no knowledge. for a long time, i thought that bird droppings were universally known as spit even though it had nothing to do with saliva, just as a baby goat was called a kid, even though it wasn't human.