I used to believe that each kind of food had its own compartment in your stomach. In other words, meat went to one compartment, vegetables to another, etc.
A childhood belief about eating
others believed things like this
- When you are very poor you "can't make end's meat." End's meat is some sort of cheap very low quality meat.— Betty
- When I was six my sister told me Meat Pies were made from mashed up rats...to this day I can't eat a Meat Pie.— Jamie
- my brother used to believe that Ground Chuck meat was actually groundhog meat. Anon
- I always believed as a child your stomach was a big hand which squeezed your food out through your bum....— amc
- We put food in our mouths, so naturally I believed my stomach was in my head.— Timb
- I used to believe that, in a deep and profound kind of way, the words "door knob" rhymed with "said so". — Katie