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I'm not sure why I thought this but I remember realizing that all dafodil flowers spoke Chinese to me and all I had to do was put my ear up to them and listen carefully. I remeber once I did this in the car on my way to my grandparents house for Easter and hearing the dafodil tell me secrets of the world in "Chinese" and I understood everything the dafodil told me. FYI- I am not Chinese, nor have I even spoken/learned Chinese.
when i was about four, i remember being at my grandparent's house eating a hamburger. and i got the brillant idea that if i planted the seseame seeds from the bun in the ground, that i would have a hamburger tree!!! however, a hanburger tree never grew....
It was common "knowledge" where I lived that if you picked dandelions then you would wet the bed.
Once when I was about seven, my older sister told me that people would come out at night and,color our leaves on our trees and then drop them all on the ground.
When I was 4 or 5 I was startled by a white spider that somehow resembled the white "cap" of a dandelion. (Not the seeds or the petals, but the part it all rests on.)
After that, I viewed all of these plants with suspicion. Obviously, they played some part in this spider's life cycle. I inspected every plant cautiously before making my wish, then smashed the rest of the dandelion just to be safe.
This continued for a few weeks until I decided that spiders in fact do not come from flowers.
When I was little I believed that if you wished on a dandelion and blew all the seeds off with one breath your wish would come true. I hopped all around the yard picking dandelion-fuzzy-seeds things and taking a deep breath and wish for a unicorn...consequently our yard had a alot of dandelions the next year and no unicorns were around to eat them
When i was little, we took a trip to the desert, and my grandma told me that while we werent watching, the cacti would move and dance. my sister and i would look away from the car window, then back really quickly to try to catch them. we never did though
When I was younger I used to believe that walnuts, acorns, and all other nuts that fell on the ground, had little tiny serving sets in them. I don't know why, but I can tell you, I spent MANY hours cracking open nuts looking for mini forks, spoons, and knives, and never found 1! Imagine my disappointment!
I used to believe that sunflowers were big dandy lions. That in its self is harmless and silly. The catch was that when I saw Bees compared to the size of a dandy lion, I assumed the bees that would chill out with Sunflowers would be of the same proportion...
When I was about 5 and my cousin was about 6, my grandpa had convinced us that the hollow tree near our house was actually the secret entrance to a leprechaun's hideout. My cousin and I would spend hours near the tree opening looking for a leprechaun passing through.
When I used to go round my friends old house she always used to tell me that her neighbours garden grass was blue. I totally believed her and I always asked her to show me it.(she never did!)
She said that you can get blue grass die from B & Q, i believed her until her mum told me it wasn't true!
I always thought that pineapples grew on trees, untill i saw a pineapple field in a movie when i was 15. I jus couldn't bleave they grew in the ground.
I used to believe that when you plant cow dung you will grow spinach.I saw that at school.I think that was after they ( student )planted the spinach seed and I was not there.I only saw them them planting cow dung.
I used to believe that everything was alive, and had a personality and everything. (i probably got this idea after watching Pocahontas sing "colors of the wind" which sings about how everything has a life, a spirit, and a name) i would go around talking to inatimate objects, and i would apologize to flowers after cutting them for vases because i thought it hurt them.
Around 1984, I found this funky-looking mushroom in the backyard. The cap was about a big and thick as a piece of steak. But, it coloring was disgusting (orange, yellow and green)! On top of that, brown sludge was oozing out the side. I pummeled it with a plastic baseball bat. My Dad said now I had 'got poison on the bat.' Impulsively, I "cleaned" it off with my hand. Now I had 'poison on my hands.' He told me to go inside and wash my hands. As I was going inside, I tasted my finger. Then I realized "...What have I done??? I've eaten mushroom poison!!!" I now assumed I was going to die. "2000" randomly popped into my head. "I have only until the year 2000 to live!" ...Well, it is now 2004 and I don't feel one bit ill. --How silly.
I used to believe that every seed would grow where ever it was planted. One day I swallowed a dandelion seed and for months I was waiting until it came sprouting out of my mouth, which then I thought it would kill me because I also believed that the white stuff inside dandelions was poison. So I waited for months and months for my "death" which I knew was going to come. I lived with this fear for about a year until I realized that the dandelion seed wouldn" grow in my stomach.
I was certain that I could grow seeds in my mouth well into highschool, though I had olny practiced growing them there in my mouth in grammer school. A little saliva for water, a little pressure to simulate dirt and the only thing stopping me was that I got tired of holding. My friend burst my bubble.
When I was a little girl, I used to spend a lot of time at my paternal grandmother's house. She liked to garden, and I would always play outside as she gardened. Well, one time I was playing by the mailbox and I stepped on a low-lying bush. My grandmother cried, "No! Don't step on Mr. Bush! That hurts him! It makes Mr. Bush say, 'Ouch!'" I had never heard a bush talk before, so I kept walking on it, trying to make it say "Ouch!". It never did.
When I was a toddler, I used to call the flowers on the Pear trees,"Popcorn for the squriles"
my mom and babysitter used to bring me outside to show me the pussywillows thinking i'd like them. well, i thought they were poisonous caterpillers growing out of the trees. they wanted me to pet the little fizzy things but i would cry and scream because i thought they were going to bite me and crawl on me and kill me and pee on me. eventually i learned they're not poisonous caterpillers tring to kill me and pee on me.