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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!)
I used to think milk was really called ' moo juice' as it was what my family called it. Imagine my suprise when I learned to read and discovered our local store only sold milk!
When I was a child I liked milk and I used to down a glass of milk. But one day my teacher told me a story about milk that scared me. He told me that if you down the milk you choke, because when the milk goes down in the esophagus it becomes a ball. So, from this day I began to take small sips of milk. One day while I was having breakfast my mother noticed what I was doing and asked why; so I told her the teacherís story. She laughed a lot and said that the story was a lie. I suppose that my teacher had to tell the story to scare me off and make me drink slowly.
I saw a sign that read "Dairy Bar" when I was a kid and I imagined a Western Saloon that served milk in shot glasses!
I used to believe that milk was cow's urine. That, however, still didn't stop me from enjoying it, but it made me uderstand when other people didn't.
I grew up in Canada so everything had english and french labels. "Best Before/Meilleur Avant" was printed on milk cartons next to the best before date. I always thought that Meilleur Avant was some kind of new and superiour milk and that the milk that we drank used to be the best until Meilleur Avant was produced. I always looked for it when when we went shopping but never found the new improved milk.
My brother told me one time when I was about 4 that if I drank milk and threw up, it would come out in cubes.
I believed this until I was 13 and was amazed when it didn't work that way.
until i was about 4 i didn't know that milk came from cows. i don't know why, but i thought they just made it at factories like kool-aid or something. one day my family started telling me about how milk comes from cows and i thought it was gross and cried for hours.
My Dad assured me that UHT Long Life milk came from elephants...
He also told me wholegrain mustard was snakes' poo, and roll mops were snakes' skins.
Brussel sprouts actually are Action Man cabbages tho - that one is true.
I used to believe that tea was only light brown on the top (where you added the milk) and as you drank it this bit sank to the bottom. This idea was only dispelled when I had a cup of tea in a see through mug and I was very shocked.
For the longest time, I used to believe that if you chewed up sting cheese or cream cheese for a really long time, it would turn into milk. I have no idea where that came from, but I would sit in front of the mirror for hours, watching myself chew the string cheese, trying to figure out how it became milk.
Up until I was like 15, I always thought pasturized milk meant you took the bucket of milk and put it in a pasture for a couple of days....
Learned the truth in chem. class.
A boy in first grade told me that skim milk was actually skin milk and that it was made with skin. He said they changed the n to an m to make it skim so that people would still buy it and that alot of people didn't know it was actually skin milk. So I refused to drink it for awhile lol I even spit it into my great aunt's plant and so did my cousin because I told her it was really 'skin' milk lol
When I was about three, my mother told me that I needed to drink all of my milk to be strong and healthy.
I believed her, so one afternoon while my mom was taking a nap, I poured about a quart of milk into the pot of our ailing ficus tree. It died by the next day.
To this day I still cannot keep a houseplant alive.
One time I was waiting at the doctor's office with my mum and I saw an old lady with a very bent back. I asked my mum what happened to her, and she said, "She didn't drink her milk." After that, I thought that I had to drink a lot of milk, other wise I would get osteoporosis. I always had to have at least five glasses a day, or I would panic and start looking at my back in the mirror to see if if was okay.
When I was young I didn't like regular milk and would only drink chocolate milk. My mother told me that women who breastfeed have one breast that is regular milk and one that is chocolate. I, apparently, would only drink from the chocolate side. Well occassionaly I would tell someone that. When I was about 8 my mom overheard me telling that story and asks "Didn't you know I was just kidding?" Well, now I know.
When I was young I thought that drinking milk made you grow a moustache. This is because my dad mentioned my 'moustache' when I had milk round my mouth when I was little. It didn't stop me drinking milk though, in fact I still have a glass every night before bed. I am female and nearly 30, so I'd better watch out for that moustache thing.
I used to believe the milk would get sad if all I ever drank was koolaid.
My cousin once told me that white cows made regular milk and that brown cows made chocolate milk, and I believed him until my mom told me the truth years later.
My dad was explaining to my sister and I that dairy cows produce milk after they have had a calf. My mother said "No they don't. The just start producing milk when they get older". My father asked her "Did you start producing milk before you had babies?. Poor mom was so embarrased.