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At age four I went with my mother and grandmother to get potatoes, being a "city kid" I found it very strange to go out to a field instead of a store. As they dug up the first mound to show me that potatoes were indeed there. I asked indignantly: "Where's the BAG"
Down the road from my home is a ditch with cattails growing in it. Growing up, I was convinced that this was a small hot dog farm. At the time this made perfect sense, as we lived in a farming community.
When I was much younger, we used to have white daisies in our yard. Some of these daisies had magenta spots on them. My mom said that these spots were created when fairies peed on the daisies. My sister and I believed her for years! I'm still not sure where those spots came from, but I will never forget the tales of the "pink fairy pee".
one day, after eating an apple, I planted the seeds in the middle of my garden... afterwards I was so afraid that the next morning, trees would have grown that I spend hours trying to find them... boy my parents did laught at this one
My sister and I once thought that pine needles could act as wishbones, due to their shape. So we sat in the backyard one afternoon, making wishes on pine needles and pulling them apart. Of course, we discovered the next day that they didn't work.
I used to believe that a certain type of palm tree was an over grown pinapple
I used to believe that when the leaves fell off the trees in fall, that the city hired someone to pin them back up every spring!
When I was little I used to play outside with all our friends, and we had quite large play areas enclosed by the houses, so really safe, one of ours friends saw some pampus grass growing in a few places on the estate, and told us that the only place in whole world where it grew was on our estate, and that it was really endangered. For years afterward we wouldn't go near it, and got rally upset if our ball or us fell into it. We would apologise to the plant if a branch was broken off.
My mother convinced all of us kids in our family that the large rhubarb in the garden was a Man-Eating Plant.
When I was a little girl, I believed that the trees made the wind blow. I knew this was true because every time the wind was blowing, the trees were waving their arms about.
If you pick Dandelions then you wet your pants. Honestly...I've never tried and I'm not going to test it!
few years ago, finally I found out that asparagus are not big sea fishes..
I used to believe that butter came from buttercup flowers. One day in my backyard I picked up a dandelion since I thought for some reason all yellow flowers were buttercups and that they, like people, looked different from each other. So I ate the dandelion and spit it out immediately. It didn't taste like butter! I ran in to tell my mom about the flower and she told me it was a dandelion, not a buttercup. So, my mom took me back out and showed me some real buttercups. I grabbed a huge handful and swallowed them whole. Imagine my surprise when it tasted like the dandelion. Heh. My mom explained everything and boy did I feel stupid.
When we were going to visit an Uncle, my Dad would bring rose bushes, peach trees, apple trees, and about anything else he could think of as a gift on each visit. I was proud of my Dad's green thumb and bragged about it at school. I told everyone that my dad even grew toilets, because Dad always told Mom to remember to bring the toilet trees.
A few years later I heard the word toiletries. I never told anyone, until now.
i used to believe that the grass was made of dinosuar snot
One time at camp I was told to go get bark from a tree for a project. I picked up a paper plate, went over to the tree and asked nicely for some bark while holding out the plate, as if the tree would voluntarily drop some bark, whatever bark was. Then another student came up and peeled bark off the tree for me. I was nauseated.
I used to believe that trees were not alive, so sometimes my brother and I would go outside with his little plastic tool set and chip bark off of the ones in our front yard. We always got tired of playing construction workers with the toy wood block that never even changed when we hammered it, so we liked to pretend that we were doing "important work" on the trees.
When I learned in school that trees were actually alive, I felt so bad about hurting ours! I figured it must have been like were were chipping off their skin and they probably hated us now. When I got home, I hugged our trees and apologized to them. Needless to say, we never "worked" on the trees again.
I used to believe that the cardboard barriers that surround newly gowing trees were graves of people that had died in that field/platation and so therefor that ground was evil... i was so young lol
when i was 4 or 5, i got a little fun necklace you could (supposedly) grow plants in. The necklace was like large locket and came with seeds and this gel that helped the seeds grow. I believed that if your hands touched the gel, that plants would grow where ever you touched it! i remember FREAKING out because i touched it haha! but i found out i was worrying over nothing because i was fine afterwards.
After I had learned that plants were living things, I came to the conclusion that they could think! I remember looking at a tree and wondering what it could possibly be thinking about. I also wondered how plants felt about staying still ALL THE TIME.