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I used to believe that when you ate food, it piled up inside your body and pushed on the top of your head and made you grow taller and when you couldn't grow taller it would pile around your stomach and make you fat.
My mom used to "check" to see if I was full enough from a meal by feeling my stomach. If I hadn't eaten enough she'd say "oops! I think you missed a spot riiight here!" I would always try and stick my belly out as far as I possible so I could be done eating and go play. :)
I used to believe pork chops were actually something called "brazilian chicken". Mainly because when i was a kid i wouldn't eat pork products, thought they were gross, and my parents solution was just to rename it.
When I was younger I was convinced that my stomach was divided into different sections and that I had to chew my food on different sides of my mouth to direct it to the right spots. I would separate the crunchy bits from the marshmallows in my Lucky Charms and only chew the crunchy bits on the left and the marshmallows on the right. I thought if they got mixed up my stomach would explode.
I too thought that as we ate the food would just build up in our stomach until we died. I didn't think we were entirely hollow, but just pictured food piling up in this huge stack from the bottom of my stomach up. On top of this stack I always imagined a cherry, like some putrid ice cream sundae.
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 younger I used to believe that I was the only person in the world with the ability to make crunching noises when I ate something crunchy!
There was an older kid at our school who was friends with me and my group of friends, and once when we were eating candy he told us what his mother apparently told him, but he must have misunderstood a little. He said that if you eat healthy, you grow bigger, so if you eat bad food, you slowly get smaller...I was really scared I would eventually be microscopic, but luckily his mom was with us once and corrected him.
I used to believe that when you ate, your food just sort of stacked up in your stomach like a giant sandwich, and once that stack reached your throat you would become a grown-up.
My older sister told me when I was young (so it had to be true) that we had a propeller in our stomaches that spun really fast and chopped up our food. So when our stomaches were empty, the blades rubbed the sides and is what made that grumbling sound.
My mother told me if I ate too much butter I'd get worms. I didn't eat too much butter...
When I was a little kid my Dad told me and my sisters that if we didn't eat the crust on our sandwiches we'd go bald like him. Needless to say we are all of our crust and now I use it on my kids.
I used to believe that if you get too fat, you will explode. One time I saw a fat person throw up, so I ran away.
When I was little, my grandpa told me you are what you eat. I used to eat so many peanut butter sandwiches! I used to believe that I would actually turn into a jar of peanut butter! I was so little, I didn't even bother wondering why adults weren't food!
when i was small, my class had this human biology book...the book had some crazy drawings depicting a whole tribe of tiny men wearing overalls who lived inside your body, helping it to function...
i took it a little literally, and started eating pencils and paper, so they'd have writing materials...thank goodness my teacher stopped me before i got onto material for new overalls...
When I was little, I always heard that if someone choked or coughed while eating, it was because food 'went down the wrong tube'. As a result, I believed that in peoples' mouths, just past where you could see in the mirror, were three different tubes leading to the stomach: the food tube, the drink tube, and the wrong tube. I even envisioned little plaques above the opening to each, labeling them so whatever I put in my mouth knew which tube to use.
When I was little I didn't like a lot of kinds of food, so whenever my mom made anything she would just tell me it was chicken so I would try it, since chicken was about the only thing i would eat.
When I was 6 i used to think that eating Bananas with bruises on was how you actually got bruises!!
I used to believe that there was a little man in my stomach making stew. When I "put something into the stew" (my stomach) he did not like he threw it back up. And that is how people threw up!
I believed that ham was mouse meat, because it was pink and my dad told me so.