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I always used to think that there was a man inside your stomach and he would cry when you were hungry and sort out your food, I also thought that another man (that looked the same) turned the fridge light off when you closed it!
I genuinely used to believe that your lungs were for your food and drink (one each) - this seemed much more sensible to me than Grandad telling me that when I was particularly hungry I must have hollow legs! Surely food couldn't go down there...
When I was about 9 I thought that I would have to alternate my chewing so that I wouldn't get a cavity. So after I chewed a bite with my left teeth the next bite would have to be chewed up with the teeth on the right side. I'm 10 now and I know better.
I used to believe that the stomach was made of all these tubes, a different tube for a different kind of food. A cake tube, a pasta tube, a brownie tube. Things like these. Then, my sister put me in my place. :(
when i was little i thought that the food u ate will go all the way to ur toes instead of ur stomach.
when i was 6 i used to believe that there were little people in my stomach who where hungry around breakfast,lunch, and dinner.when ever they were hungry,they beat on my stomach,making it rumble.
I used to think that if I drank a lot of water the frogs would hatch in my stomac
For so many years, I believed that when your stomach grumbled it was your stomach digesting itself...this courtesy of my dear old dad. I must have been a teenager when I finally figured out that the noise isn't digestion!
When I was little I never connected eating and elimination. I thought that any food you ate stayed inside you until you got the flu and puked it up. Consequently, I thought eveyone had to get the flu once a year or they would fill up and be unable to eat again until they'd vomited. I also knew someone who stopped eating as a child because she saw her uvula at the back of her throat and thought that it was backed up food. She was afraid she was running out of room in her body and wanted to save what little space she had left for sweets.
When i was younger, my mom always told me to finish my veggies and said, "You'd better keep eating or else it'll get cold." this made me thik that every time you took a bite, your food would magically re-heat!
I used to think that the throat had a little lift inside that would go up and down to collect and and dump food into the stomach!
i used to believe that whe you ate to much you would blow up and all the food you ate would splatter everywhere and all thte hungry pepole would eat it and not be hungry anymore
I used to believe mothers were suppposed to eat everything even the things they don't like just because they were mothers.
until i was around 12, i used to belive that whenever i was too full, i meant that there was not enough space in my stomach for me to store anymore food...and if i continued eating, food will overflow from my stomach and into my throat, finally coming out of my mouth.
When i was a child i use to believe that i had 2 stomachs, one for supper and one for desert. When i said i was full, my mom said "Well i guess you can't have desert"....little did she know, i had another stomach for that.
I used to believe that there was a city in my stomach. and that there were little people living in there...when ever I drank water, that was their rain...when ever I had rice...that was the snow.
But I was always weary of not swallowing any seeds from fruit...because those were asteroids.
When I was maybe 7 years old, my Mom had a boyfriend who ate like a pig, but was skinny as a rail. I asked why. My Mom said it was because he had a hollow leg. I was skeptical, but basically accepted it. I don't even know when I realized how ridiculous her explanation was. But it was years.
i used to think that there was a net a the end of your throte and if you didn't chew good enough the food wouldnt fall through and you would choke
When I was about five, I remember mum telling me that if I didn't eat all my dinner, I'd fade away to a shadow. I spent years wondering what life would be like as a shadow. I also used to try to talk to shadows in case they were other people who didn't eat their dinner. Needless to say, none of them ever talked back to me. And I ALWAYS ate my dinner ...
i used to think whatever you ate...just digested and would never see it....until one day i ate a pice of string.......later that day..i went to the bathroom and saw the same string attached to one of the turds....