When I was about 4 or 5, I had (and for some reason loved) a children's book about Louis Pasteur, which had illustrations of rabid dogs with white foam all around their mouths. One day, a family friend served me some blueberry pancakes with blueberries for eyes and a whipped cream smile, and I FLIPPED OUT. I cried softly at the table and when everyone asked me what was wrong, I told them that I couldn't eat my pancakes because they had rabies.
A childhood belief about dangerous food
others believed things like this
- i used to think that the foam in the ocean was whipped cream. until i tasted itAnon
- When I was little I thought that pancakes were made out of penguins. — Monty
- when i was young i thought god was a cloud, big white fluffy cloud floating around with 2 eyes and a smile. — kerrie
- i used to believe that the white foam on the surface of the ocean were unicorns trying to escape.— intunedwithmagic
- Our mum told us that the ice-cream van noise was a children's ambulance— moonpants & sausage
- My mother told me that ice cream vans were ambulances for little children.— Buzz