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When I was about 3 I got confused as to where food went. I thought my right arms would fill with apples, my left leg with peaches, and I had no clue what would happen when I ran out of room.
i used to beleive that when you ate food it used to fall down into your feet and carried on until it reached the top of your head, then you died, so if you were tall you lived longer than short people.
When I was about five, I remember mum telling me that if I didn't eat all my dinner, I'd fade away to a shadow. I spent years wondering what life would be like as a shadow. I also used to try to talk to shadows in case they were other people who didn't eat their dinner. Needless to say, none of them ever talked back to me. And I ALWAYS ate my dinner ...
For a long time, until I was about twelve, I was convinced that my tongue was a seperate animal that lived in my mouth for the single pupose of cleaning my teeth. I thought that if I didn't feed it then it would die and so I made sure with every meal that the food was in my mouth long enough for the tongue to eat its fill.
I used to believe fat people were fat because they ate other people.
I used to think (because of my sister) that if you ate only one piece of candy, it would be lonely in your stomach, so I always ate food in even numbers so they would have friends when they got down there.
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.
I used to believe that there was another world inside my stomach, and everything I ate or drank became part of that world. It didn't matter that I chewed it up- when it got swallowed, it transformed back into its own self and took a role in the little world. (I think the world inside my stomach was better than the real world.) Vegetables made up the plants... jellybabies and gingerbread man were the people. Some rivers were filled with water, but of course there were ones filled with cordial and soft drinks as well. Icecream was snow... etc.
When i was younger i thought that my stomach was seperated into different sections, one for breakfast, one for lunch, one for dinner and one for dessert, and when i was full it meant that the sections were over flowing
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.
In my family, whatever you are given to eat, should be eaten all and the plate should be empty.When i didn't want anymore, my mom would say "one more for mommy" and i thought that if i didn't eat it that my mom would die. Others would say "one for grandma" or for other people, which made me eat EVERYTHING until it was all gone.
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.
My mom always thought I was fat (I wasn't I was normal.) When I was 3 she told me if I eat more then 3 meals a day I would explode
when i was 6 i used to belive if u ate ur toe nails u would grow a foot in ur stomach
When i was a little girl, my grandma told me that if you stretched after you ate, the food would come out of your ears. As i got older, I realized it was impossible. But still to this day, if i see someone stretching after a meal, i tell them, "stop, or the food's gonna come out your ears."
I used to believe that the digestive sytem was only for people who ate digestives, and being as i hated them, i either didnt have a digestive system, or didn't use it.
I used to believe that if you kept eating and drinking, your body would fill up and you would die.
This was before I learned about the whole digestive/waste thing.
I was about 5 at the time... I had seen an elephant drink through his nose on Sesame Street, so I figured I could do the same thing. I got a cup of rootbeer, grabbed a straw, inserted it into my nose, and inhaled.
I found out that only elephants can drink through their noses, and that rootbeer hurts a LOT when it goes into your nose.
When I was younger, my mom used to tell me that if I swallowed watermelon seeds, a watermelon tree would grow inside me.
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.