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When I was little I used to live across from a farm and when I'd see that one cow jumped up on the back of another cow I thought that he was giving him a tow because he ran out of milk.
When I was little I thought that skim milk was actually called skin milk. I also thought that it was made from the cows skin.
when i was little i was told about milk making your bones grow, so i drank and drank and drank, and for the longest time couldn't figure out why i had stopped growing and wasn't getting any taller. i have now come to terms with my height and have never broken a bone. so i guess the milk worked at least one way. *grin*
I knew that dairy farms have silos so I figured that they're where the milk is stored.
When I was in the second grade, I used to believe that if you drank white milk, your skin would turn white but if you drank chocolate milk, your skin would turn dark. Lol... I still laugh about that!
when i was little my parents always told me dairy
came from cows, considering this includes a wide variety of food besides milk i thought since cow utters had many nipples there was one for cheese another one for yogurt and so on,
i used to believe that when you poured milk into cereal that only the part that the milk poured into would get wet and that the rest of the cereal would remain dry...
My family was staying at a hotel during a trip and were eating the continental breakfast. An employee came over to change the milk container in the dispenser-he opened it up and pulled out the box. He turns to my brother and I and says "I bet you two thought there was a little cow in there." We immediately replied "Well, there could be a little cow in the box."
Now every time we go to a restaurant with a milk dispenser, we say to each other "Cow in a box."
I used to believe that Eagle Brand Condensed Milk was actually an eagle's milk!
i used to believe that if you didnt pour the milk over every bit of cereal that it would remain dry in that area that didnt get milk...
when i saw chocolate milk at the store i thought it was the same as regular milk, it was just a different color, like the way that there are white eggs and brown eggs, but they both taste the same. i didn't know what i was missing !
When I was little, I was drinking some chocolate milk. My brother told me that when people drink milk, farmers would have to chop down trees to make room for more cows to produce milk. If we kept drinking lots of milk, all the trees in the world would be chopped down to make room for cows. And since trees make oxygen for us to breathe, if all the trees got chopped down, we wouldn't be able to breathe and we'd all die.
When I was a kid, I thought that if you left a cup of milk sit out for a really long time, it would turn into glue... I tried several times to make my own "glue"... I would leave a cup of milk sitting out in my room and would check it everyday to see if it had turned into "glue" yet--but, sadly, my mom would always find and discard my little "science project" before the milk had a chance to turn into glue...
Other than the fact that milk and glue are the same color, I have no idea how I decided that curdled milk and glue were the same thing.
when i was around 8 years old, my dad let me watch clockwork orange. i think he only let me watch it in hope that i wouldn't understand any of it. The only bit i did understand was that the milk had drugs in it. until i was about 15 i never drank milk, and didn't really like people who did coz i thought that all milk had bad drugs in it.
We used to have our milk delivered to us, and the truck that brought it was white. My sister convinced me that chocolate milk would only be delivered by the brown trucks (UPS). Since we never got chocolate milk, and the UPS trucks never came to our house, either, the story made sense for years.
When I was in Kindergarten the kids used to say that if you drank chocolate milk you would turn darker,and that if you drank regular milk you would turn whiter;and I used to believe them.It's funny becuase I'm Mexican so I'm on the dark side and since I lived in a hot place I got darker so of course I thought it was becuase I drank chocolate milk.So from Kindergarten to like 5th grade I drank nothing but white milk becuase I wanted to stop getting dark.(Or something...I don't even remember why).Ha ha.Now I drink as much chocolate milk as possible.Ha ha.
My Grandmother would always tell us not to drink milk and eat cherries, or else we would get bad stomach aches. It wasn't until I was well into my 20s that I discovered Cherry Garcia ice cream (sorry, Nana), but to this day, I find it hard to each a cherry and drink milk.
At the age of eight, I GAVE UP thinking milk came from cows. The reason? A friend had an alternative theory she could PROVE. Milk didn't come from cows... it came from flowers, like nectar for bees.
The proof? Not so hard to find. Just walk through a grassy field in summer, pick a dandelion flower, and snap its stem in half with your fingernails...
When I was about 3 I asked my mom where the milk in the grocery store came from. She responded by telling me it came from cows. I asked where the cows came from, and she decided to say that they lived in the store. The store kept them in the back of the dairy aisle and milked them there.
She then went on to say that if you were really quiet, you could see the cows. And just to add an extra touch she would have me turn around and search while she made little moo sounds under her breath. At some point, I convinced myself that the cows where magical and if I ever found them they would give me something cool; like wise-yoda-like-COWS! Of course, I'd never see them, and she'd tell me its because I wasn't quite enough. So for the rest of the trip I'd want to stay in the aisle and look.
Its been 13 years I still look for those stupid magical cows, and my mom laughs till she turns blue. (I know they don't exist but I can't help it!)
when my little sister was 6 yers old she would still drink milk from the bottle so my grandmother wanted her to get rid of it so she told my sister if we take all your milk bottles & plant them in our garden we would grow a bottle tree & more & more bottles would grow out!!! so she gave them to my grandmother & she throw them away but told her that next week we would go see the tree grow grow & grow!!! but eventually it didn't & my little sister got over from driking milk with a bottle!!!