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We used to drive by wheat fields on road trips...except that I thought it was all pasta...spaghetti noodles to be specific.
my dad told (in an effort not to buy one) that flocked Christmas trees caused cancer. and I believed that lie for quite some time. (into adulthood unfourtunately)
When I was 3, my brother told me there was a new kind of bee that looked just like dandelion seeds. It was late summer, and I had never experienced quite that level of terror before.
My 3 year old son (who will be 4 in July)calls bushes "baby trees". :-)
When I was little, I used to think that if you water pine cones, they'll turn into porcupines. So I picked one off the gound and went back inside. I took care of it like a hampster!
I used to think that leaves fell from the sky.
My boyfriend's parents used to amuse themselves by telling him that the rhubarb plants in their garden were triffids (as in 'Day of the Triffids').
They weren't laughing so much when, in terror, he ran them down with his tricycle...
When my brother was a little, he touched once a nettle. He started to cry, of course, and he said: "Mom, a grass bite me!"
As a very small child I believed that in order for the trees to grow they needed to be fed. When my father realised his chicken feed was diappearing he watched me closely. He found me taking the food in a bucket and spreading it around the trees in the bush.
Although I'd read lots of books and knew more than other kids my age, I still believed the silliest things... For example, someone told me that a nettle didn't sting you if it was plucked (i.e. it only "worked" if it was still on the ground). And so, once I got mad at my sister, picked up a nettle and hit her in the face with it! I was sure it wouldn't hurt much – but she screamed blue murder.
My son, Matthew was convinced that the machine we used for cutting his nanny's grass was called a "LAWN LOWER"- and who's to say he was wrong!
When i was younger my dad used to take me and my brother mushroom catching.
We had to leave at about 6 in the morning so that the mushrooms would still be asleep. We had to creep up the field slowly and throw our coats over them before they ran away.
When I was little I used to think that Phoenix palm trees were pineapples that some one forgot to pick
Every time I went into town with my mother we would walk past a store with a large (aspidistra) plant in a hideous green pot displayed in their window.
"What an abortion!" My mother would exclaim.
Many years later (and ago) when training to be a nurse, the teaching matron asked us to raise our hand if we knew the meaning of the word 'abortion'. Mine was the only hand up.
I explained it was a big green plant pot. . .
There is a very nice shrub called a Snowball Tree.
As a child I believed that it had poisonous fumes at night so you had to be careful not to fall asleep under it.
Trees grew leaves as camouflage so birds would`nd nest in them. Don`t ask.
When I was very little, I used to think that sticks that had fallen from trees and were lying on the ground were a hard, non-smelly version of dog poo.
I was convinced by my older cousin that if I put moss in the letterbox then when you had enough the mailman paid you $10.00 We were 8 and 6 at the time.
Needless to say my mum always wanted to know why some idiot kept putting moss in the letterbox.
On the way home from the shops, my brother and I used to walk through the local woods while our mum walked on the pavement. There was a large tree near to the end of the wood which had a root sticking out of the ground. There was a hole in it just big enough for a childs foot so everytime we got to it we'd put a foot in and proclaim, 'Thank you tree god for letting us pass'. I'm not sure if we thought this tree really owned the woods or not and if we didn't thank him he'd make us get lost, but we always did it.
I used to believe that Rhododendron was a dinosaur.