When I was little, my parents would drive by open fields and point to those round hay bales and say "Look! Joe Barrets!" So, for the LONGEST time my sister and I believed that round hay bales were called "Joe Barrets." As it turns out, my dad had worked with a man who made the machines that make the bales round, a certain "Joe Barret." My parents were just joking around when they called hay bales "Joe Barrets" and never expected that we did not understand their little joke. I was well into my high school years when I figured this out.
A childhood belief about in the street
others believed things like this
- Up until I was nine my uncle told me that the round bales of hay were cow eggs.— Fred
- My Dad told me that the big bales of hay wrapped in plastic sitting in the fields on farms were cow eggs.Anon
- for the longest time every i used to think that Prince's "Raspberry Barret" said "round merry go round"— lin
- I used to think that bales of hay were cow cocoons.— Wally
- i used to think bales of hay were housing indians— alyssa
- i thought going to school was getting on the bus and driving round all day until they dropped you off. Anon