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As a kid in New York State we had a modest garden and a grape vine but no vine fruits that need a hot summer. So I grew up imagining what a tough, monster, tangled, Herculean vine watermelons hung from.
My father had an invisible jelly-bean tree in our backyard. Only he could find it, at night, and pick the beans.
My brother and I were so upset when we found the bag of jelly beans one year when we were looking for Christmas presents.
I went to visit my cousins on a farm, and we spent an entire day picking what they called mustard. At the end of the day imagine my disapointment when they just dumped this anddid not make mustard---being a city slicker, I did not know it was a weed!
My pre-school class was going on a field trip to the potato farm, and my dad told me to look for the potato trees. I was firmly convinced that potatoes grew on trees until the bus pulled up at the farm. Boy, did my dad get an earfull when he got home from work.
When I was 5 I always wanted to play out in the rain. My brothers told me that the rain awakened the trees and that they would catch me and turn me into a tree.
When I was little there was a Juicy Fruit Gum commercial that showed a tree with gum hanging off of it and the kids in the commercial would jump up and try to pick the gum off of the tree. I planted some Juicy Fruit gum in my yard because I thought I could grow a gum tree just lie the one on the commercial!
When I was about 12 I saw a picture on tv of a drawing of a pot plant. Later that week I went to my uncles in the country where there is a lot of plant life. I was outside playing and I found a weed w/ 5 leaves growing out of it. I instantley thought it was pot and ran in telling him that he had better move because the people who lived there before must have plant drugs!! I told him it was everywhere. He just lokked at me and shook his head. Years later I learned it was a tiny baby maple growing.
When I was a little kid, my Polish grandfather use to tell us kids to "go out and listen to the grass grow" and we always did. Put our little ears to the ground and tried to hear the grass growing...but of course, we never could. It wasn't until I grew older that my mother told us that was a way for him to have us go outside.
When telephone lines were first strung across the landscape of Iowa, my mother believed that the wonderously tall poles had been manufactured from hundreds of small sticks of wood. When she was grown and moved to the Pacific Northwest, she was amazed to learn that there were trees so tall you could make a telephone pole from just one.
I used to believe flowers were alive and had feelings. So when I was about 3 or 4 I would sit in the garden and talk to the periwinkles. I would just chat with them to make them think I was their friend and when they were lulled into a false sense of security I would eat them
We lived in Florida and when traveling north we would see lots of spanish moss hanging from trees. My brothers would tell me that the moss was alive and if you didn't move fast enough it would reach down and grab you and carry you away and eat you. The only thing that could save you was you had to spit on it. And since it took alot of spit you had to knit extra spit in your stomach so you would have a stockpile in case you were attacked. So that was what I did on long car rides. I never questioned how you could knit inside your stomach but i certainly wanted to be ready so if anyone asked what I was doing I said I was knitting up spit.
Up until I was about 25, I had always assumed lily pads were just freely floating leaves. I could never figure out why on earth the frogs didn't sink when they jumped on them! of course, I eventually found out that they grow on stems, but to this day, I get laughed at about this belief!
When I was little the family was driving in the country when my mother said "Look at the beautiful daffodils!". I looked out the window and saw a row of power line towers and for the next few years I believed that's what a daffodil was.
When I was little, I used to believe that the blooms of the wysteria plant were bundles of grapes.
My sister used to beleive that Christmas trees grew in rows naturally because she never saw them being planted.
My nana used to have a plant in her which for some reason or another, she said would punch us if we got too close to it. For years I believed that if I went near a this kind of plant (a leucodendron) the flower head would jump out and take a swing at me.
Just to be safe I kept a respectable distance!
I used to believe that the tall red plants known as 'hot pokers' were actually burning hot and used to be too scared to touch them in case I got burnt!
I used to think that the giant sprinklers in farmers feilds "made" strawberries...not sure how that would work, but I was convinced of it!
I used to believe that in the spring all the leaves would fall "up" from the ground and re-attached themselves to the tree, then they would turn green.
My childhood best friend confessed several years ago that she had never realized as a kid that sticks came from trees. She thought they were just something you find on the ground, like rocks.