When I was about 8, my father returned home (New York) from his childhood home (South Carolina) with some meat. He said it was the best ever. It looked strange to me, so I asked him what kind it was. Knowing me to be a finnecky eater, he told me it was beef and he would make stew with it. He made his stew and as I was chewing on my heeping spoonful, he looked at me with this wry smile and says "so... how do you like that deer?". I immediately spat it out all over him and began to scream and cry "THAT'S BAMBI!!!! I ATE BAMBI!!!" I truly believed my father hunted the cartoon deer down and fed it to me for dinner. Just looking at the VHS case we owned made me cry until I was about 10
A childhood belief about general
others believed things like this
- I believed chewing gum was made out of the eyes of deer.— Greg
- When I was little, I used to believe that deer could only cross the road at the deer crossing signs. — Shellie
- when I saw a sign with a deer on it I always thought deer had to cross the street by it. like a cross walk— only me
- I used to believe that clouds were made from a factory chimney that was south of my home town. — bynbyn
- My Grand father told me that if i swallowed chewing gum i would stick to the toilet— Mr Jones
- 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