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When I was 6 i used to think that eating Bananas with bruises on was how you actually got bruises!!
When I was five or six, I asked Diddee, my grandmother, what happened to food after you swallowed it. She told me that it went to your stomach, where it was made into stuff that your body could use, just like we prepare food for cooking with a chopping board and a knife. For years afterward, I thought of my stomach as containing a chopping board and knife.
When I was 4, I thought the expression "eat it up" didn't make sense, because when you eat, the food goes DOWN into your stomach, not UP into your head.
Now they do say that you are what you eat. I remember eating 6 banana's in a row because I really thought it was cool to look like a banana. Then I threw up and my mum hit me and told me not so stupid.
I believed that all food you ate in your life stayed in your body, and if you ate too much too early in life, the food would no longer fit down your throat.
When my sister and I were little, my Mum warned us we had to eat properly at the 5 course dinner we had every Christmas. She told us that if we would chew with our mouths open, or spit something out we didn't like, my uncle would throw up. Last year my uncle died. After the funeral my Mum, my sister and I were talking about our memories of him, and my sister and I said that he must always have had a weak stomach, because something small like people chewing with their mouths open would make him throw up. My Mum suddenly had to leave the room, and when we followed her to see if she was all right, we found out that she was laughing her head off. Somehow it had never occurred to my sister (31) and me (33) that my Mum just invented this throwing up story to make us behave ...
When I was 8, I was told that teenage boys have hollow legs, and that's why they could eat so much! I believed that until I was 12 when I asked my health teacher in school.
my dad once told my bother and i, that olives with pimento, were fish eyes.
I used to believe that famished meant full until I told my mother when she asked me, at my own birthday party, if I had eaten all I could. "yes mum, I'm famished." sez I. "Bang". ""Ouch", mum, what was that for."
I used to think that people's legs were hollow. When you ate food, it went down to your toes and then bounced back up to your belly.
When I was young, my grandpa had me convinced that if I ate pumpkin seeds, pumpkins would grow in my stomach. Thanks, grandpa! I love pumpkin seeds!
Until i was 8 years old, i used to believe that whenever you swallow the seed of the particular fruit that you were eating, it would grow as a tree from your stomach!! I was very careful not to swallow any seeds until realisation dawned on me later!
When I was 4 I overheard my Dad say that his drink went down the wrong whole after he started coughing. After that I was convinced that Liquids and Solids went down differnt pipes when you ate. I couldn't for the life of me figure out how I was suppose to eat stew.
When I was small I believed that there
were small people in my stomach that ate the food i ate and there were smaller people in thier stomach who ate the food they ate. My father then explained the digestive process in his usual scientific way and for a long time i thought there were stone mill rollers in my stomach that ground the food into atoms and i absorbed the electronic energy from it.I guess I knew there was energy in batteries and somehow thats how it all translated to me.
up until i was 6 years old, i thought that when you ate food, it just fell into your body and floated in blood, which just sat there along with your bones!
I used to believe each food had a container inside my stomach. Peas went to their home, meat went to its home. Since I was a fingernail biter, the occasionally swallowed fingernail had a container also.
When I was little I used to believe that when you ate, the food fell all the way to your feet and piled up. When it got to your throat you were 'full'.
My mother used to say that if went to sleep without eating first, we would eat our fingers. My sister and I every morning we used to check our hands.
my mom used to tell us that if we went to bed hungry the devil would pull our legs. So we always made sure we ate something.
When I was young, I used to believe that there were little people in my food getting ready for a roller-coaster ride that would start once they reached my tongue. The entire episode was like "Splash Mountain". I would make announcements before I put the food in my mouth, and then WEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!