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A childhood belief about reproduction

I must had heard wrongly at dinner conversations when I had started to believe that the eggs packed and sold in our tiny farm were laid by my mother and sisters. My nanny had even told me she was too old to lay eggs. My older brother had told me people bought them to have babies. So what about the eggs we ate - he had invented theories about several mechanisms used to differentiate between edible and child bearing eggs. One dinner I insisted so believing they were all denying, in conspiracy to hide this secret from me. My brother denied having told me anything.
So, at about six years of age, I agreed and my father woke me up early the next morning to watch the chicken lay eggs.

— silly me

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