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I never used to eat eggs because I worried that they would hatch in my tummy and I would give birth to chicks
At lunch in Kindergarten, every time chicken was served, I would save the bones from the drumsticks and put them in a special spot in my backpack. I thought that if I planted the bones in the ground, chickens would grow!
I was told that white eggs were all painted, while brown eggs were natural. It took a trip out of the country to realize that white eggs occur in nature too.
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.
I used to believe the scar on my Grandpa's nose came from a pigeon pecking at it, cuz that is what he told me when I was about 10. (He used to raise homing pigeons) Now, I'm 35 and recently asked him how a pigeon could do that without him stopping it......
He laughed and laughed.... Then told me that it was a mole that left a very bad cleft scar there!
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 was really young and for some strange reason afraid of owls. In the morning I would hear doves cooing which I mistook for whooing.My mom asked why I wouldn't go out to play, I answered because I thought the mean old owls would get me.
At the school I first attended, there was an enormous privet hedge with several big gaps in it, presumably where the branches hadn't been able to grow or where the hedge had been damaged by a football.
At the age of about five or six, I discovered one of these gaps. Sticking my head inside, I saw little piles of grass (cuttings that had fallen off the lawnmower?), lots of twigs, and some vaguely cup-shaped leaves filled with rainwater.
IT WAS A HOTEL FOR BIRDS.
It all seemed very simple. The leaf "cups" were for the birds to drink from. The twigs and grass were their "beds" (nests), but they'd got horribly messed up, which was why there weren't any birds staying there now.
I spent the next couple of months tidying up the "hotel", making neat little nests to lodge amongst the branches. When the birds still didn't come, I wasn't discouraged-- I figured they'd go to hotels when everyone else did, that is, in the school holidays!
One time when I was little, I was innocently playing in my room when all of a sudden a blue jay hit my window. I looked over and saw him flapping and scratching at the glass, I thought he was trying to get me so I ran to my parents screaming.
We later found out that there was one-way glass on my window and the bird thought he was fighting another bird.
When I was about seven, I was utterly convinced that chickens had leaves and trees had feathers.
My Mom would explain large gatherings of birds on the telephone wires as "they are having church service - they are just waiting for their pastor to show up"
I always felt sorry for the birds, because sometimes they would still be sitting there when we were on the way home from our church - and that had been unbearably long for me...imagine those poor things having to sit there even longer.
I was always wondering which one was the pastor - i would have thrown a rock at it...
when i was a kid i believed that birds go to heaven at night because i couldnt hear them and the last i'd see of them before it got dark was them flying around!!! so i used to tell them messages to send to God!! i believed it soooo intently that to this day i still wonder... could it be true?
When I was little, I heard my parents talking about having to do the budget. But I misheard. One day, I asked when we could do the budgie!
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
When I was 4, I had a bad dream that big mean owls stole my pretzels and ate them. So whenever I went camping and was eating, I would hunch over my food to make sure the owls didn't steal my food.
When I was somewhat younger than now, I used to believe that waterfowl (swans, geese and ducks) tucked their legs into their bodies when they swam. Now I know that they use their feet as paddles...
One of my friends told me that when she was little she asked her mother where chicks came from. Her mother told her that the cockerel 'saw' to the chicken's egg and a chick was the result.
She told me that for years she had envisaged a cockerel staring intently at a fully formed egg until a baby chick hatched.
My babysitter told me the Reason people would "watch you like a hawk" was because hawks loved the taste of toddler meat.. and would swoop down when hungry and carry you off..
I believed they put heated coils in lakes for the ducks to swim in the wintertime.
When I was maybe 4 maybe even younger, I noticed all of the birds prancing around in my front yard. I decided that I wanted one of them...So I ask my dad how I could catch one, because everytime I ran up to them the flew away. He told me to throw salt on them. (?? who knew) So everyday I would take a salt shaker and attempt catching birds by throwing salt on them. Years later, I ask my daddio why in the world he told me to throw salt, of all things, on the bird. He said he figured if I could get close enough to a bird to to throw salt on it, then i was close enough to catch it. lol, silly, but hey..makes me smile.