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When I was small my uncle told me that bananas grew completely straight, and people had to bend them before they arrived in the shops. He also made me believe that if I ate watermelon seeds, a watermelon will grow in my stomach.
I used to think that the holes in swiss cheese were made by tiny mice eating their way through it... and offered this explanation to my kindergarten class who ridiculed me.
We use to buy "Eggland's Best" eggs that had an "EB" stamped on the side. My dad's initials are EB so I thought that every family got their own personalized eggs.
I used to think a serial killer was someone who killed cereal. Like breaking cornflakes or crushing rice bubbles, torturing breakfast foods. One Day I told my mom as I ate my cornflakes "Mom i am a cereal killer" she couldn't stop laughing, i never understood why...
My sisters would tell me this pink box with a plasticky diamond on it was magical and cookies would magically com from it if you waved your hand over it they would always give me cookies like this in I think the second grade I was really in the mood for a cookie but it wasn't working I cried becouse I would never be able to have a cookie
When I was a kid, I used to believe that if I didn't finish eating my meal (food), it would cry after me.
Because of the resemblance to those cookie straw things that you put in ice cream, I thought you were supposed to bite out of a cinnamon stick and eat it. Imagine my surprise when I tried!
I used to cry when eating spaghetti. I would imagine that it had once been alive, and would cry over it and apologize profusely after every forkful. I guess it looked bloody to me!
When i was little if went shopping say to the Butchers or Grocers (no Supermarkets then) the meat on display or cheese etc had a price on a hefty pin stuck in it and when i watched westerns Gunsmoke or the like and the sheriff said that guys got a price on his head i believed he had a meat pin in or on his head although i never managed to see it lol
I thought if food said it was fat free it meant you could eat as much as you want without getting fat!
My cousin thought ribs at restaurants were people ribs.
When I was a kid I never ate the yellow part of eggs coz I used to believe that it will become chicken in my tommy
up until this morning i used to believe that "neapolitan" ice cream was "napoleon" ice cream. I'm 15.
I use to believe that if I felt sick - all I had to do was eat a lifesaver and I would feel better. In my defense, why else would they call it a "life-saver"?
When I was 6, the ice cream truck was nearby and this boy and I wanted to get some. A friend told us that she didn't eat ice cream from the ice cream truck because none of the ice cream truck drivers wash their hands.
I didn't buy ice cream from the ice cream truck till I was 18.
I thought french fries were really invented in France (they are Belgian for those who don't know)
My Grandpa used to tell me that I should eat Oatmeal because it would "stick to my ribs". So I refused to eat it because I didn't want Oatmeal stuck to my insides.....
In order to avoid the topic of cannibalism when eating food (I thought that all inanimate objects, food included, had feelings), I believed that the pieces of food I was about to eat was waiting excitedly to ride the roller coaster that was in my stomach.
My mom ran a daycare in our home for most of my childhood. She had Flintstone vitamins for some of the kids, but she wouldn't let me have any. Not knowing what they were for, I asked her one day. For whatever reason, she told me they were to make you hungry so you would eat all of your meals and since I already did that, even if she gave me some (which she did), they wouldn't do anything.
I believed this well into high school.
When I was young, I would stay the night with my grandmother and she would make biscuits or toast for breakfast. If she happened to burn it, she would tell us that, "Burnt bread makes you beautiful." I know she said this just so she wouldn't have to make more, but we all believed her, and to this day, I prefer burnt bread.