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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....
When I was child ,I uesd to believe if I couldn't eaten food, The thunder might hit me! I also believe the ghost will apear on the mirror at midnight.
I used to think (because of my sister) that if you ate only one piece of candy, it would be lonely in your stomach, so I always ate food in even numbers so they would have friends when they got down there.
I used to believe that there is a grinder inside our stomach (with rotating blades made out of bones) which crushed the food and hence digest it. I even used to believe that when we walk or run there was some kind of a mechanism which would rotate the chopper blades faster, digesting the food quickly!
I use to believe that when we eat the feet goes down to our toes and keeps going up. That's why we grew, the food was stretching out our bodies. If we threw up it meant that there was no more room at the time for the food.
when my cousin was about six we went out to dinner. a discussion came up about going out for ice cream afterwards. she had been making a big deal about how full she was so she wouldn't have to eat. when she heard that we might get ice cream, she proceeded to announce "well mommy, my dinner side is full, but my dessert side isn't"
i used to belive that once you had eaten somthing that it wold shrink to a really small mini version of that food and be stacked up in your tummy reaching all the way up to your mouth until you was sick,
when i was little, i thought that if i swallowed something the wrong way it wouldn't go in to my stomache but it would go into my arms or legs or something.
I used to believe if you only chewed food on one side of your mouth, that you would only grow on that side of your body. So, I had to chew evenly on both sides ...
When I was a kid, whenever I heard someone saying that they were on a diet, it was always an overweight person. So, I thought that "on a diet" was just a polite way of saying "fat". Once, my mom (who wasn't heavy) mentioned that she was on a diet. I kept arguing with her, saying, "No, you're not!".
I used to believe that when you ate food, it came alive in your stomach. (remarkably, i pictured it whole, as in before I'd chewed it.) I thought you got that "full" feeling because the food was pushing out on your stomach. I also believed this was how people got fat, because their food pushed too hard.
When I was younger my brother and I would listen to each others stomachs. My mother told us that it made these noises because there was worms inside there. I believed that worms were in my stomach with there own little control room controling my body and even controling the thought I had about them.
I used to believe that if you kept eating and drinking, your body would fill up and you would die.
This was before I learned about the whole digestive/waste thing.
When I was little I use to believe there were drawers in my stomach so whatever I ate had its own draw that would open and catch it