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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.
I convinced my friend in a Science lesson that the plural of tree was tree, not "trees". Like fish or sheep. "Look over there at that locely bunch of tree!"
I used to believe that the black part inside tulips was a spider. I remember being terrified when tulips were open. :)
When I grew up, thorny bushes were called sticker bushes. So I always imagined Stick-on Stickers on the branches.
When I was little I had a nightmare that I was being chased by a walking tree. After I had that dream, I thought that every tree in the entire world was as truely evil as the one that chased me. Every time I saw a tree, I'd be ever so careful not to touch it for fear of it eating me.
My sister used to think that dandelions made you wet the bed. I used to chase her round the garden with them making her cry.
When I was little I asked my grandmother what a certain tree in her yard was called. She said it was a "Crate Myrtle Tree." I thought she said a "Great Turtle Tree." I constantly climbed it looking for tiny baby turtles. To this day I still call it the Turtle Tree even though I know better.
When my son was about 4 he informed me that the little yellow wild flowers growing on the side of the freeway was because somebody spread butter all over the grass the night before.
When I was a kid I used to think that if a cactus stuck me that I would pop like a balloon. I even had dreams about it.
When my dad was little he thought that mistletoe was some kind of aircraft.
When I was younger, my aunt told me that the little white flowers that grew in patches across lawns would stick to my feet, and I'd be stuck there forever if I stepped on them. I believed her for teh longest time.
i used to believe trees made the wind
Someone once told me that mother nature was the Earth. I jumbled this up somehow and got to thinking that mother nature was kind of like santa claus, only she would watch you when you were out in nature and would punish you if you damaged anything. I was terrified to go running in gym class, but would never explain to my teacher why i HAD to run on the mulch.
The worst story, however, was in the woods on a class field trip. I tripped and snapped a branch off of a tree. I was badly scraped up, but wouldn't stop screaming about how "mother's going to kill me now"