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When I was a little girl and I didn't want to eat anymore of my food, my mom would always tell me to go over there so she could push on my tummy. She would push on and and tell me if I was full or not, and if I wasn't I had to eat more until my tummy was full. I remember thinking "how does she do that?" Mom's a tricky
when I was little I beleved that their were therr tubes in the back of youre through, one for air, one for food, & one for drinks. when my dad told me that their was only one for food & drink I was disgusted to find out that my veggies & kool aid got all mixed up.
When I was little and visited my grandma, I always used to eat alot at the dinner table. She used to say with mock-surprise "where do you put it all?! the little men down there must be shovelling it away fast". i really used to believe that little men lived in my stomach and they had to shovel all my food out of my body!
I used to believe that food and drink went down two separate tubes, and when someone started coughing hysterically after swallowing, and someone said "it went down the wrong tube", I thought it literally meant that a drink accidentally went down the food tube, or visa versa
i used to think that inside my stomach were little jelly bean men that stirred up what i ate until it turned into what comes out at the other end. when i got stomach aches, i thought one of the jelly bean men fell in my stomach and drowned.
whenever i was little i thought that whenever you ate food, if would go strait to your toes. i wondered what would happen when u got bigger and why they hadnt eaten enough food to fill them up with. im not sure how i got that straightened that out though.
i used to think glitter was so awesome and edible. i liked having shiny teeth.
When I was younger, I beleived that when you ate, your food didn't really go anywhere in general..It just kinda, filled spots in your body. So whenever we'd go out to eat, my mom would ask me, "Are you full yet?" and i would check my arms and legs and say "Nope, i think i still have some room left here on my arm (or leg or chest. whatever.)."
I use to believe that our stomachs had seperate tubes for each food we ate and they never mixed together. I use to think my mom was lying when she said it all went to the same place.
Once my mom explained that if I didn't eat enough, a monster inside my tummy would eat away my stomach. So everytime I heard my stomach growl, I thought it was the monster.
I used to believe that you had a dinosaur in your belly and when it rumbled it was your dinosaur growling because it was hungry so you had to eat something to feed it lol.
I use to believe that all the food you ate went to your feet.
When I was younger..I used to believe that you and and ate and it would fill up your entire body...up your throat and come out your mouth..and when you ate your share for your lifetime...youd die..haha!
I use to belive that there was a man in my stomach that would organize the food i ate into groups. I belived that there were certin shelves in my stomach for each diffrent food group.
As a small child who empathised with everything around me (I thought everything had feelings!) I was terribly reluctant to eat a gingerbread man. I expressed my anxiety to my mother, who told me that my stomach would put it back together once I was done eating it.
For many years after, I was convinced that the purpose of the stomach was to reassemble chewed up food. I had a clear mental image of apples, carrots, etc, sitting whole in my belly.
It was quite a few years before it dawned on me that this was ridiculous. My mother still denies telling me such a thing.
i used to believe that when i ate upside-down, the food went to my head.
I used to believe that there was a little man in my stomach making stew. When I "put something into the stew" (my stomach) he did not like he threw it back up. And that is how people threw up!
When I was little, I was a very picky eater. To try to make me eat more, my dad would put on a fake voice, pretending to be my stomach. He would say things like "C'mon. I'm hungry. I want more meat." and things like that. I believed that my stomach actually talked to me for a few years.
My dad always told me when I was five that if I sang while I was eating, I would eventually marry a cross-eyed person. When I saw one walking one day I approached her and said "Are you gonna marry me?" She was puzzled and just walked away.
When I was young, I heard my parents always talking about people that had quit drinking and others saying that they never drink and they hoped I would not drink either when I grew up. I was terrified because I did not want to always be thirsty. Thank goodness i finally found out that they were not being literal. By the way, I don't drink. But I am not thirsty.