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When i was little i believed that when you ate something it went into a pit in your stomach and that old people died of the food in their tummies overflowing into their throats.
kids these days (im 15 now)
I used to imagine a bunch of little men in your body "digesting" your food for you.
I used to believe that the food you ate kind of piled up in your stomach.
When I was young, I had a huge appetite, and my grandmother would tell me that I had a hollow leg, so I'd knock on my legs to see if they sounded differently... it still makes me laugh 35yrs. later!
When I was little I didnt know anything about the digestive system so I thought when you ate food it would all just fill up from your feet to your head.
I thought that when you threw up it meant that the food was filled up past your head.
I thought that fat people were just people that use to be skinny but they ate so much that they filled up to their heads abnd just expanded.
When I was very young I believed that our bodies were hollow and whatever you ate or drank went down to the bottom of your feet and gradually filled you up. This process took years and when you were "full" at a very ripe old age, and there was no more room, you just died.
When i was five, my dad gave me a bite of steak to try. I didn't like it and went to spit it out in the toilet. Having nothing to do with this event, i started to cough in the bathroom. My dad ran in, and after finding that i was fine, angrily said ''i thought you were choking!'' His extreme reaction brought forth a chain of thoughts in my mind. The likelihood of choking to death weighed heavily on me and i refused to eat anything for over a week. During that time, i remember going to an ice cream parlour with my dad who was trying to order me an ice cream sundae (something that to him seemed impossible to choke on) and just the thought of possibly being served one topped with nuts made me cry uncontrollably in the restaurant...i remember him looking at me as though he thought i'd probably end up starving myself to death.
When I was very little, of course, I didn't know much about the inside of the human body so in my imagination, I would picture it. I thought that inside of me there were little sacks for all the different kinds of food and little people on platforms held by ropes that could lower up and down. These little people would catch the food as it came down and sort it into their respective sacks. For instance, if you ate a carrot it would go into the carrot sack. I guess the thought of all that food going down and being mushed together was just too gross a thought to fathom. Little men & little sacks - much more appealing indeed!
I hadn't learned about the digestion system yet so i wasn't sure what happened to your food. So i made up my own idea. Food would be stored in your toes and as you got older and ate the food level would rise until it came out your mouth and you died. every day i checked the mirror to see if i could see the food yet.
I used to believe that each kind of food had its own compartment in your stomach. In other words, meat went to one compartment, vegetables to another, etc.
when i was in pre-school, one of my teachers told everyone that if you didnt chew your food, it would float around inside of you for the rest of your life.
I used to believe that when I ate somthing, it would go down in to my stomach and by sorted out for the people in my stomach to eat.
When I was little, I always heard that if someone choked or coughed while eating, it was because food 'went down the wrong tube'. As a result, I believed that in peoples' mouths, just past where you could see in the mirror, were three different tubes leading to the stomach: the food tube, the drink tube, and the wrong tube. I even envisioned little plaques above the opening to each, labeling them so whatever I put in my mouth knew which tube to use.
When I was little and told my parents I was full from dinner, they would tell me to open my mouth, look in it, and then say, "no your not." I used to think there were these little jars in the back of my mouth that would fill up and tell them if I was full or not.
When i was a kid.. i used to think that i had little fridges in my stomach each that could hold 1 type of food.. and when that fridge was full you couldnt eat any more of that type but you can eat anything else ..
for example if we were having french fries and beans n i couldnt have anymore beans id tell my mom i couldnt eat any more, but when i still ate the fries shed ask why and id tell her my beans fridge is full, but my fries fridge can still hold more.
When my brother and I were little, my mom told us that we had to sit up straight when eating at the table, because otherwise the little men in our stomachs would be squished and therefore unable to move the food around...We believed her for many years. I also believed there was a separate little compartment in my stomach just for desserts, and therefore always had room for dessert.
My grandma told me when I was a todler "If you eat mashed potatoes your ankles wold be prettier" and I believed her. I can't believe that I could believe such a silly thing.
I used to believe that every kind of food had its own tube in your throat. For example, french toast tube, macaroni tube and so on. That's why choking people always say "it went down the wrong tube."
I used to believe that if you ate too much food it would pile up in to your stomach and hit the top of your throat, that meant you were full....so when my aunt said she was full I ask her if I could look into her mouth...she let me and I stuck my hand down her throat.... she started gaging and it took 3 people to get me off of her.... afterwards I was explained the digestive system..... don't judge me...
I used to believe that there were little people living in my stomach who would play with the food I sent down, e.g., ride on Cheerios like inner tubes on the milk. If they didn't like something I ate, they would push a button to reject it.