body functions: eating

When I was about 9 I thought that I would have to alternate my chewing so that I wouldn't get a cavity. So after I chewed a bite with my left teeth the next bite would have to be chewed up with the teeth on the right side. I'm 10 now and I know better.

When I was little I used to chew all food using only one side of my mouth at a time because I thought if I used both sides I would choke when I swallowed the food.

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.

My Best Friend (forever) at Primary School used to have an over-active imagination. She always would make stories up, and tell me them, at first I used to believe these stories, but then I realised she made them up. One time she told me that if you ate 5 nuts and seeds, and they lined up in your stomach, you'd die because you'd get a nut allergy. I didn't think it was true, but I stopped eating the pumpkin seeds in my lunchbox just in case it was...

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 first heard the expression "going right to your thighs", I thought that meant that instead of cellulite, there'd be chewed-up food that didn't even go into your stomach or intestines stuffed between your skin and your muscles. Even to this day, I'm still grossed out by the expression.

I used to think that there was a hole in your throat for food and another for drink. So when you started coughing or choking on something and an adult said 'ooh dear, gone down the wrong whole?' I took them literally.

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.

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 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.

I used to believe…

whenever i was little i thought that whenever you ate food, if would go strait to your toes. i wondered what would happen when u got bigger and why they hadnt eaten enough food to fill them up with. im not sure how i got that straightened that out though.

I used to believe that food and drink went down two separate tubes, and when someone started coughing hysterically after swallowing, and someone said "it went down the wrong tube", I thought it literally meant that a drink accidentally went down the food tube, or visa versa

My younger brother thought for the longest time canker sores were called "Sweet Bites" ...because when he ate something sweet it would sting.

I used to think that when I ate, the food would spin round and round inside my chest, before it went down into my stomac.

I used to think that the throat had a little lift inside that would go up and down to collect and and dump food into the stomach!

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."