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When I was little and wouldn't eat my mom always told me she used to have a brother named Joey that wouldn't eat either and he got so skinny that a strong gust of wind blew him away and they never saw him again. I believed it..
I used to believe that "utensils" were underwear!
I used to believe that if i swallowed some Play-Doh and made a wish, my wish would come true.
My mom used to tell me that bread crust made you whistle just so i would eat it.
The phrase "down the wrong pipe", ie, swallowing the wrong way, led me to believe that I had a whole range of pipes inside me, one for each of the different things I ate. So I would say, "Oh no, my peas went down the apple juice pipe!", etc. I used to wonder how they could all fit, I needed so many of them...
If you eat a banana peal you can fly!!!!!
I used to think that when you ate something, it would just stack up inside your stomach. I had this mental picture of all these foods stacking up inside my stomach and once they would reach the top it would start coming up out of your mouth.
I believed that ham was mouse meat, because it was pink and my dad told me so.
I use to belive that if you ate a gusher your head would really turn into a fruit!
I used to believe their were people in my tummy that yelled at me to eat that was the growling sound me mom told me this to get me to eat they are called " tummy guys"
I used to believe that whenever you accidentally swallowed food without chewing it, there was a little mouse-trap looking thing living in your stomach that chewed it for you!
I used to believe that when you ate, the food just built up in your body and you died when you got all filled up. I was terrified of eating too much because I didn't want to fill up too fast and die.
When I was about 10, I was eating dinner with two of my friends. One of them choaked. Someone comments it went down the wrong way. I said "Is there really more than one way it can go down?" They just cracked up laughing at my question and said it was just an expression and even varified it with an adult! They made me feel real stupid! When I was older I realized there really are two ways it could go down.
My sister and i used to believe that when you ate, it began to fill up your whole body, starting at your feet. we used to point to our necks and say "i'm full up to here!"
When I was 4 me and my sister, mom and cousin and I were watching The Lion King and after eating so much candy and sweets i fell asleep then my sister out 2 pieces of candy in my bellybutton then when i woke up i saw that there was pices of candy in my bellybutton and i was so shocked that i thought that the candy in my tummy was coming out from eating it so much i thought it was coming out. So then on i never eat too much food lol till i ate alot of food at the age 10 lol.But it was a good joke my sister did to me. now im 16. (i was skinny btw) :P lol
I always believed as a child your stomach was a big hand which squeezed your food out through your bum....
I didn't understand much about digestion, and thought that once food entered your body, it stayed there. I believed that it began filling your feet immediately after you were born and would continue filling your body until it reached your throat, preventing you from breathing. I thought that being "full" was the reason people died when they were old.
When grown ups said my food had gone down the wrong hole if I choked on something, I believed that there was a hole for food and a hole for drink. I got confused as to how food and drink knew to go down the right holes.
When I was a little girl about 5 or 6, I use to be the pickiest eater and never eat much of my dinner. One week when i went to stay with my grandmother she noticed this and wanted to change this habit. So she told me that if i didnt eat, i would dry up and blow away. I believed her and I would cry and cry thinking i was going to blow away and never be able to see my family ever again. one night when i didnt finish my grandmothers dinner (she made me eat beats yuck!) I thought " this is it, im going to blow away tonight." so i snuck downstairs that night and found something i actually liked in the panchery and ate as much as i could. I thought i had saved myself, untill my parents came to pick me up and told me it wasnt true. they werent too happy with grandma
when i was little (3-5) i used to belive there were little beavers in my belly and when i was hungery they got mad and banged the side of my belly and there was tubesthat came down an gave thhe beavers food