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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 and aunt always told us that if you pouted and stuck out your lower lip, that the great bird of paradise would land on your nose and leave droppings on your lip.
My das convinced me that the birds which sat on our trees wanted to steal them.
When my cousin and I were about three or four, we thought "chicken salad" was a salad made FOR chickens to eat. So we picked an assortment of grass, dandelions and greens, arranged this lovely "salad" in a pan and presented it to my grandmother's hens. We were really disappointed when they spurned our offering. Those picky chickens!
When I was little, my family sometimes bought chicken for us to eat. I mostly ate the chicken legs, and when I was done, the bone was left over. I thought that if I saved all the bones from the chicken legs, I would be able to put them all together and make a model of a chicken's skeleton! I assumed that the bones in the chicken's legs were the same kind of bones found in the rest of it's body.
i thought that if you stayed up past midnight you'd turn into an owl...i tried a bunch of times but it never happened
I grew up in a town that has chickens that like to randomly roam around. Interestingly enough, they spend most of their time in a shopping center right behind a Popeyes. I steadfastly refused to eat at that popeyes because I thought those were the chickens they killed to make the chicken you ate
i took an egg from the fridge and hid it in the dirty laundry hoping that it would be warm enough for the friged chick to hatch. i forgot i had done this untill my mom started loading the washer and the egg exploded on the floor. poor thing never had a chance.
Despite reading Puffin books, and indeed books about puffins as a child, i never made the connection that puffins could have been actual, real organisms. I only found out that they exist a few days ago. I'm eighteen, and in my second year of a science degree at university.
My sister used to believe that chickens grew from the ground.
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.
I used to believe, if I put one of the eggs from the fridge my mum got from the supermarket, into our airing cupboard, it would hatch into a chick... I would check it everyday for it's progress
There's an aquarium within walking distance of my house. In the wall around their penguin exhibit, they have a small cave with fake eggs. When I was a kid, I thought the eggs were real.
I told my mom that I wanted to take one of the eggs, so I could have a pet penguin. Deciding to humor me, she told me our house wasn't cold enough to keep a penguin, and asked where we'd keep it.
I said we'd keep it in the freezer, of course!
I used to believe that you could catch a bird by putting salt on it's tail
As a child, I thought that the yolk of the egg was the part that would have become the chick if it had been allowed to mature - probably because it was yellow. I wouldn't eat egg yolks because I thought I was eating a premature, liquified chick. One time I refused to eat my birthday cake because I saw my mom put an egg in it. Even after I finally believed the adults that were telling me it was just the food sack that would have fed the chick, it took a long time before I'd eat the yolk.
When i was really little, at school, a teacher told us that we didnt listen because birds had flown in at night and made nests in our ears. i believed this for ages and was hopelessly trying to clean out the nests and close the window every night.
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. :)
Before moving to Arizona, the only Roadrunners I had seen were on Bugs Bunny. One day I asked my husband as we passed by a nearby "Roadrunner" farm, why those roadrunners weren't purple. He looked a little shocked and said "oh that's just on tv" Okay, I thought, so roadrunners aren't purple. It was another 6 months before I found out they were Emu and what roadrunners really look like. Television!! Isn't that false advertising?
i used to believe that birds were spies and that they would evesdrop on my conversation and tell it to their bird friends. I also believed that sparrows could speak human and tell us other peoples secrets. So for the first 7 years of my life, i would only whisper.
I think that this is all my dads fault. I got in trouble and asked him how he knew. He replied that a little bird told him. Of course, i didnt think taht it was my older sister who ratted on me so i figured that a sparrow saw me do it and told my dad.
I used to believed that there was a big duck that lived in the river near my home. At midnight the big duck went out and ate every children that was not at home.