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There has long been an urban myth that it is against the law to kill a praying mantis. This probably comes from the fact that they kill pest insects and are considered benificial.
When I was kid, my best (?) friend placed a praying mantis under a large clam shell with out me knowing it. Then bet me I could not break the shell with the heel of my shoe. After seeing the smashed shell with bug guts underneath, my friend spent the next week telling every grown up he met I had killed a mantis - hoping someone would call the police.
When I was really young (I don't know exactly how old), I asked my mom why love bugs were stuck together. She told me it was because one was the mom and the other was the baby. It seemed completely logical because one of the bugs was always bigger than the other. Well, I did not learn the truth until I was in ninth grade when it came up in our lunch conversation. Everyone laughed at me when I started talking about the mother and the baby love bugs. I was I was so embarrassed and pretty mad at my mom.
When I was little, my cousins, brothers and I (since I am the only girl out of 4 brothers, and one of 4 girls out of 14 cousins) would put straws in the ground and try to suck up the worms... Tony (the oldest) told us that it was cool, and since he was older and "cooler" back then, we all did it... unfortionately, i got a worm one time, and so did Tony... it was pretty gross
When I was small I always called Woodlice, Armadillos because they had that armour on. I even played with them in the house!
My brother and I also made a worm farm in tha back garden with fences and then couldn't understand where all the worms had gone when we came back the next day!
My mom and i went to the zoo when i was about 5 and we entered the insect area. we saw some weird bug that looked like tiny peices of lettece and they had a large piece of lettece to eat. she told me that the large peice of lettece was the mother and the actual bugs were her babys!
When I was really little, I used to think that there were flies covering my kitchen floor. I could see them, but they were never really there. I would walk around on the knuckles of my feet with my toes curled under my feet. It hurt a lot, but I thought the flies would hurt me if I walked regularly.
Once my brother told me that spiders bite and kill you and i believed him, that was 11 years ago (im 13 now) and im still scared of them
In kidnergarten, my friend Warren brought a dead (petrfied? fake? Hey I was 5, i dont know) starfish to school to show me. He said that even if it was dead, if i touched it then it would flip over quicker than lightning and poison me. I didn't believe him, and I slowly reached my hand over... and WHAMM! he flipped it over onto my hand and I ran screaming to the other side of the room. Even though now i realize that HE flipped it -clever guy!- I still don't like starfish.
Once my mum told me that if I saw a wasp, if I stayed still it wouldn't sting me. One day, out in the garden I was approached by three hornets, which I thought were wasps. I decided to stand as still as humanly possible, only the damn things wouldn't go away. I stood there for over half an hour until the hornets got bored. I'm glad I got over that one.
Wasp Chasing. My mean sister told me that if a wasp wouldn't leave me alone in the garden, all I had to do was run around the garden twice and into the house as fast as possible. We had a massive garden. So I did this several times-it worked! Of course it did, by a couple of metres it probably flew away/got bored while I was running my little legs off round and round the garden CONVINCED it was right behind me.
My older sister told me that if a dragonfly touched you, that spot would swell up for the rest of your life. I was terrified of dragonflies for years.
I used to think that if bees made honey, then wasps must make marmalade...but then I stuck my finger in a wasp nest trying to get out some marmalade...not fun.
When I was younger I used to believe that worms had big cartoon hands and would pull you into the ground with them.
I used to think that the gas meter made ants
I grew up in an old farmhouse with old windows. We were always squishing bugs. Sometimes, my Mom would sometimes just flush them down the drain without squishing them, a practice that I was always very leery about. I was sure (and am still not entirely UNSURE) that all we were doing was contributing to the creation of a super-race of bugs that would be much more resilient to our squishing and flushing practices.
Whenever there was a spider, I would scream for my mother to come and kill it. Sometimes she would squish them and other times she would flush them down the toliet. That's what bugged me. Now I have this fear of having a spider crawl up the toliet and get me. I'd always try to get "my business" done as fast as possible.
When I was in early grade school, my parents were on a very tight budget. It was so tight that my Mom used to have my father and I bring home our ziplock bags. She'd wash them out each evening and hang them up on the shower curtain rod to dry over night. Since the bathroom was right next to my parents room, they had taught me to never turn on the bathroom light when I had to use it at night... Bet you can see where this is going... One night I went in there saw the bags hanging on the rod (throught the very dim window light) and freaked! I thought that they were BATS! For months following that incident I was afraid to go to the bathroom at night - even though I knew it was just those darn ziplock bags!
I used to believe that if you killed an ant or two that were traveling in their line formation, that at night the rest would come in your house and try and kill you for revenge.
When I was about 5, I recall being scared by one of those huge wolf spiders luking in the bathtub when I went to go do 'the deed'. I screamed and my grandmother came in asking me what was wrong..I told her my fear and she looks at me with the most serious face and puts a finger up to her lips..and goes shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh your scare my pet herman..hes very sensitive..Damnded if I didnt believe that and have never feared them since. Of course herman wasnt her pet, but my grandmother sure handled my phobia with unique aplomb. :)
When my sister and I were about 6/7, we were playing a game with my older sis, naming animals throught the alphabet. When we got to "L" my older sis said "locust". We asked what that was, and she said locusts are big grasshoppers that come on their thousands and eat everything. Well she was telling the truth, but us being kids we imagined these huge 'monsters' towering over houses and reaching in through the windows for human snacks... I had recurring nightmares after that!!