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I used to believe that there were three pipes in your throat. One for food, one for drink, and one for breathing.
I would think that my mouth and digestive track was an amusment park ride and the bits of food were little people. I always wanted them to have the best ride so I would worry about how I ate each peice of food
I used to believe that If u ate while upside down then you would poop it out your mouth!
I used to believe that whatever I ate would be put back together again in my stomach. So if I had a grilled cheese sandwich and milk, despite the fact that I had chewed, there in my stomach would be a perfectly formed grilled cheese sandwich, with the milk formed to look like it was still in a glass.
i used to believe that when you ate food it went down to your stomach and grew back into the whole peice of food before i had eaten it (like whole round tomatoes and pizza slices) and they lived in the Food City until a giant Tsunami came and washed them out (when you went to the bathroom)
My mom told me that if I swallowed bubble gum, that my insides would stick together.
when I was little, I thought that the food we ate went into each leg, and then all the way up. Once it had gotten to my neck I knew I was full.
My grandfather would always eat dessert even if he had not finished his main course. He used to tell us that desserts went "into the pudding hole" so you would still have room for dessert even if you were full-up with your main course. I used to think your main courses and puddings went into separate stomachs.
When I was a little kid, I used to believe that food and drink would go down different tubes in your digestive system. The tubes separated somewhere between your neck and your stomach, and somehow food and drink knew which tube to go down. The food tube ended at your butt, and the drink tube ended at your penis.
I was about 4 yrs old. My Grandma was eating a banana split & she was chewing the ice cream! I asked her how she could do that. Didn't it hurt her teeth? She pulled out her false teeth. I though this was an excellent idea & told my Dad that I was going to have false teeth when I grew up. Why was this funny?
i used to beleive that my stomach was just a big empty pit, and there was a little scuba diver in my stomch that would get rid of everything that made my tummy ache. i would always get scared to go to the bathroom because i thought i would empty all the stuff out and the little man would have nothing to swim in!
When I was about 4 I used to think that I had separate "tanks" intead of a stomach despite being told repeatedly that all the food went in to the same place by my parents - I would not accept this was true. For example: I used to say at meal times that my spinach tank was full but my ice cream tank was completely empty!
I used to believe that when i was eating the food was really filling my whole body up. When I was really hungrey i was "full up to my ankles," and wehen i just couldn't eat anymore i was "full up to my eyes." That way, i was to full to eat my meatloaf, but not too full for the ice cream. I'm not sure where i thought my organs were, or if i had any organs at all.
When I was younger, like even still at 6 I think, I thought that all inside of our bellies was a big tub with a propeller like thing that would mix it all up and compact it. Remember this a few years ago, I realized that I wasn't completly wring.
When I was a little kid, about 4 or 5, I found out that birds ate gravel for their digestion, so I figured eating tiny pebbles was good for me, too...until I learned people didn't have gizzards (and what gizzards did).
When I was little I believed that when your stomach growled it was the sides of your stomach rubbing together because there wasn't anything in there to grind. Makes sense!!
When I was little, I would sometimes want to take food into the bathroom or I would still be chewing my food when I went to the bathroom. My mom always said not to take food into the bathroom because if I did I was feeding the devil. It wasn't until I was in my early 20's until I could allow myself to chew food while in the bathroom.
When I was three or four and living in Boston, I was being babysat by a family friend. He had little experience with kids and when I was obstinately refusing to eat my peas, he gave me an ultimatum: if I got off of my chair witout finishing my peas, I would turn into an ant. When my parents came home at midnight, I was still in that chair...
My dad used to say that if you ate standing up, then all the food would go to your big toe.
When I was three years old I had a 2 week old little sister, and a father that drank beer before he went to bed at night. My grandfather told me that you are what you eat. So,when I was giving my good night kisses that night I told my dad he was going to turn into a beer can and my sister was going to turn into a boob.