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When I was about 3 or 4 years old I used to think that grilled cheese sandwiches were called "Girl cheese sandwiches" Because of this I thought it was against the law to eat one if you were a boy. I knew i was able to eat them but i got kinda freaked out when my brother ordered one in a restaurant one time.
if you eat toothpaste straight from the tube, you will get worms
When I was younger I wanted blue eyes. My parents told me if I ate lots of veggies then they would eventually turn blue.....I'm still waiting for that to happen....
I used to believe that I couldn't eat deviled eggs because they were from satan and possessed.
I used to believe that when you ate food it filled you up starting at your toes and feet, all the way up until you felt it in your belly, and that meant you were full.
I used to believe that if you swallowed an apple seed, a tree would grow in your belly.
When I was little, my mother would cook pasta quite frequently and I would dread it because I had somehow been convinced that the noodles had once been a living animal. I remember crying into my plate and apologizing after every bite when I was alone.
When I was younger I was convinced that my stomach was divided into different sections and that I had to chew my food on different sides of my mouth to direct it to the right spots. I would separate the crunchy bits from the marshmallows in my Lucky Charms and only chew the crunchy bits on the left and the marshmallows on the right. I thought if they got mixed up my stomach would explode.
When I was younger I used to believe that if I ate too much of something I would turn into that food.
when i was little, i didnt realize i.could breathe through my nose
but at the same time i was supposed to close my mouth while eating. This made it very hard to eat cereal
When I was about six, my friend told me that I wasn't swallowing properly. She said you have to swallow on the left side of your throat, and I was swallowing in the middle... I became very paranoid about my eating habits for a while.
when i was a little kid i used to thing a orange tree was going to grow inside my stomach when i ate a orange seed
I used to believe that when you 'went on a diet' you registered it with the government, and if you broke your diet you would be arrested.
My dad used to tell me that whenever he ate a salad, a little leaf would grow out of his belly button. After we would eat salad I would wait and he would tell me it wouldn't come out if I was looking, so I would leave the room and he would call me back to show me a little leaf in his belly button. I wanted to grow a leaf from my belly button too but he said I had to eat more veggies for that to happen. Sneaky dad.
After choking on some food, adults would always say "it went down the wrong tube", so I used to think that you had one tube for solid food and one tube for liquid and you had a coughing fit when they got mixed up. This proved problematic when eating soup.
I used to believe your throats had a bunch of sharp bony parts that cut up the food as it fell down. For some reason I never thought that chewing did the same thing.
There was an older kid at our school who was friends with me and my group of friends, and once when we were eating candy he told us what his mother apparently told him, but he must have misunderstood a little. He said that if you eat healthy, you grow bigger, so if you eat bad food, you slowly get smaller...I was really scared I would eventually be microscopic, but luckily his mom was with us once and corrected him.
My mom used to tell me that if I swallowed a fruit seed, a tree would start growing from the stomach making a hole in the head. I actually believed it and wondered for many years as to how awkward it would be to have a tree poking out of your head.
When I was 3-4 I thought that your stomach had different compartments for different kinds of food and that that I could get out of eating what I didn't want if I said my vegetable part was full but my cake part was empty.
My grandfather was rather portly and had the habit of eating dessert before his dinner instead of after. As a child, I thought that was the reason for my grandpa's large size.