Every week we went to the dairy to get milk and orange juice. Out in the field were cows and horses, so I figured since milk came from the cows, orange juice came from the horses. This seemed very logical to me at age 9.
When I went to nursery school we got to drink milk or water at certain times of day. I used to think that if you mixed them together, and drank it, you would turn into a dinosaur. I have no idea why...
In my early years i thought that most of the milk came from cows, but a small amount of milk was produced by the garbagetruck. I always asked my parents if the milk i was drinking were real cow-milk.
I used to get a strawberry milkshake from Dairy Queen called a "Blizzard". Only, I thought it meant blended lizard. I thought the red syrup at the bottom of the drink was the lizards blood. I enjoyed them anyway!
My dad told me that if you added ice to milk you would be poisoned. One time at a friends house his mom added ice and I got up from the table and screamed, "Ice in my milk what are you trying to do to me?" She stated, "Just trying to make your milk cold." I was so embarrassed.
When I was a baby I was fed cow's milk because apparently I wouldn't drink my mother's milk. My older brother and sister had told me that you became siblings by drinking the milk from the same person and therefore they had me convinced I was related to cows. Each time I saw one, I remember wondering if it was my sister.
when i was little i used to believe that paper was made from dried milk because it was white. I used to lick it when i was thirsty.
At my friend's house one day, we suddenly got an idea to go out and collect acorns. My friend put them in a bowl, along with some grass and water and began mashing it with a stick. And somehow eventually the water turned white. My friend told me it was milk, but even so i didn't have the heart to taste it. From then on I believed acorns, grass and water made milk (why this logic? because cows eat grass and they produce milk). I remember spending a day with a bowlfull of grass and water, but no acorns were at hand. I spent the afternoon mashing it and leaving it in the sun for awhile, till my sister came out and asked me what i was doing. 'Making milk,' I replied. 'But it's not working. I don't have any acorns.'
Once when I was little I went to a farm on a school field trip. A lady showed us the machine used to milk cows. She put it on my thumb so I could feel the suction. After that I believed my thumb had milk in it.
When i was smaller, I used to think that milk was white cow urine. I didn't know cows did not pee through their utters at that age! This idea led me to wonder wether or not other animals' urine is nutritious...
In kindergarden used to believe that if I drank milk, I would grow facial hair ["milk mustache."] But for some reason I didn't think this applied to chocolate milk, so for about 2 years I would only drink chocolate milk.
When I was a kid i used to believe that cows had a fridge in there stomach and thats where they got there milk. :)
When I was a young girl my dad would tell me to drink my milk, that it would make my boobs grow. But, in the same breath, he would tell my brother to drink milk, that it would put hair on his chest. Needless to say, there was not a lot of milk drinking going on. I wanted boobies, but not hairy ones, as I'm sure my brother wanted hair on his chest, not boobies.
When I was about 5, I was at school and saw an African American drinking chocolate milk. I then thought that chocolate milk made your skin darker, so I started drinking more of it since I was pale.
I used to believe that drinking milk would result in freckles on your face. I drank and drank but never got them. I was very upset.
I used to believe that if you drank three glasses of straberry quick, you would automatically stop growing and stay the same size ever. Porbably because one time, my uncle (who is really short) was drinking strawberry quick, and I asked him if I could have some, and he told me that I didn't want any, because I didn't want to stop growing and be 4 feet tall for the rest of my life. I haven't had a glass of straberry quick since.
Growing up, my mother always told me that milk would make my bones and teeth healthy and strong. I decided that I wanted good, strong teeth, so every time I drank a glass of milk, I would swish every sip around in my mouth for as long as possible. I thought that the more the milk touched my teeth, the stronger they would become. My mom would see me swishing my milk around and tell me to swallow it, but only once I was old enough to know the truth did she know why I would keep it in my mouth for so long.
I used to believe that if you put milk in tea it would become coffee. This was because my mother drank her tea without milk and my father drank his coffee with milk
Actually my cousin, and the story is more or less like this. When he was a little kid, he sometimes was on holidays on a little cottage my family rented far out on the countryside. The owners of the place had cows, and we bought milk from them. The problem was that my cousin protested against this, because drinking milk from animals was quite disguisting. He would rather have milk that came from the shop...
When I was little, a child in my class told me that skim milk was skin milk. He claimed that they made it with ordinary milk, but they put a piece of cow skin in it and left it in the sun. A few days later, a milk carton cleared this up.