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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.
I used to believe when I ate flinstones vitamins that when they went down they would have a camp fire and be stranded in there forever.
When I was five, I was very picky with my food and only ate pasta and bread. Well, my mom told me that I would have to have a taste-bud transplant. I was hysterical. A few years later she told me and I felt pretty stupid.
When I was about 5, I was a very picky eater so I didn't eat a lot. My brother, who is 7 years older than me, told me that there were little bugs inside of me, and even if I didn't eat, the bugs inside still got hungry. So he told me they would eat my insides for food. Nevertheless, I ate all the time. I believed him for the longest time, like 3 years, too.
i believed that if i ate it would fill me up from my toes upwards and when i got full, my mum would have to tip me upside down and shake me!
I used to believe that there was another world inside my stomach, and everything I ate or drank became part of that world. It didn't matter that I chewed it up- when it got swallowed, it transformed back into its own self and took a role in the little world. (I think the world inside my stomach was better than the real world.) Vegetables made up the plants... jellybabies and gingerbread man were the people. Some rivers were filled with water, but of course there were ones filled with cordial and soft drinks as well. Icecream was snow... etc.
I used to think that all the food I ate just piled up inside me and if I ate too much I'd be full forever.
I used to believe that my stomach had two sides: one side for regular meals, and one side for snacks and dessert. So when I got 'full' and I didn't want to finish my dinner, my parents would say 'well then i guess you don't want any dessert.' and i would say 'no, mommy. THIS side is full. My snack side is still empty!'