When I was little, I thought that digested food would stay in my stomach and play on and in my insides. They would form their own little communities, which usually consisted of a slide and a tent. When I got annoyed with one of them (they would talk to me, you see), I would tell them that it was time to be passed, and say my farewells to them. When they left, their girlfriend/mom/kids, etc..would get so upset that they would pass, too. I thought this was the natural progression of how people passed food.
Why yes, I was an odd child.
A childhood belief about weeing and pooing
others believed things like this
- I used to think that we were breaking a law every time my mom passed a "Do Not Pass" sign on the road. — Kyra
- I beleived that if i bit my fingers then the nails in my stomach would soon form a hand and rip up my insides!— Amanda T.
- I always believed as a child your stomach was a big hand which squeezed your food out through your bum....— amc
- I thought when you got food poisoning it might someone had put poison in your food— Bootlebat
- i thought it was a law that bus drivers had to wave to each other when they passed— ande
- We put food in our mouths, so naturally I believed my stomach was in my head.— Timb