plantsShow most recent or highest rated first.
I used to believe that when me and my friends used to go hop-picking (the stuff you make beer out of) every september when we was little, we would dare each other to go sixteen steps down the row.
But no-one ever did sixteen, because legend has it, that the hop ghost would get you when you reached sixteen steps and you would never come back
That legend has gone on for centeries (sp?) and no-one is brave enough to do sixteen.
I used to believe that I could talk to nature. I still do. And I'm 12.
that houses grew from the groung like plants
I used to believe that the bright yellow flowers, sometimes called buttercups, were actually where butter came from.
i ate one once and that learned me real fast!
When I was little I used to believe that if I stuck my nose too far into a flower when i was smelling it, the flower would bite my nose off.
Once when I was staying with my Grandparents I came in after running into some bull nettle (which is similar to poison ivy but a harry plant on the ground) and my Grandmother told me to "piss on it" and it was the only way it would stop itching. I thought she meant pee on the plant, but luckily I didn't. i was afraid I'd get it on my butt
Although I should have known better, and initially had doubts, my older sister had me absolutely convinced that fleas came from dandelions: that they hatched out sometime when they turned from yellow petals to downy fluff.
Because of this, I hated dandelions.
I used to believe people grew from spores and when we got old, we'd grow leaves and flowers etc
When I was little, I though that some cactuses were soft because of the white fuzzy effect made by the many spines on the plant, I believed this until one day I decided to pet it.
When i was younger my house used to be lined by trees going down the drive way. My dad would tell me this so i wouldn't go past them and go into the road. May i re-mind you i was only 3 or 4 at the time so i had a baby sitter and me and her were walking down the drive way to go to her house. I started screaming my head off and we had to turn around and have my older neighbor(next door) drive us across. :pppp
i used to think that when you smelled dafodils, if you put your nose in the middle bit, it would close like a venus fly trap and bite your nose off
When i was around 8-9 my friends showed me these flowers and when they hadnt bloomed you twisted it from the bottom and pulled through the inner part and sucked it they said it was honey and that when the flower bloomed the bees took it all.
i thought this was true for over a year until my mum corrected me
There was a small forest and a lake near my home and there was a huge tree with a hole in it and all the kids believed that it's the gate way to hell. One girl told us that she entered it and saw weird things and barely escaped and we was thinking she is so cool because of it...
When I was about two or three years old, there was an area that a fire had gone through and it burnt the tops of the trees and all the bushes ect. Well, my daddy would tell me that dinosaurs ate the tops of the trees off a long time ago, and that they never grew back. Eventually I learned it wasn't true.
To this day the tree tops haven't grown back yet lol.
My grandma had a huge vase filled with cattails in her entryway. Not wanting us kids to tear them up, she told us not to touch them or they would explode. I lived in mortal fear of those cattails for years thinking I would blow up the whole neighborhood if I accidently touched them.
When i was younger, i believed that the first 2 people grew out of the ground.But now i believe in evolution.
Once I learned that plants "breathed" carbon dioxide and "exhaled" oxygen, which is the opposite of what us humans do, I remember sitting in front of one of our house plants for hours trying to time my breathing to be opposite of what I thought the plant was breathing, so we would just be helping each other out.
I used to believe that if you waited long enough (the longest I ever waited was 2-3 hours), trees would talk to you and tell them about how life has changed over the years. I also though that the rings on the trees meant how long they'd been married to another tree.
I believed when a friend told me that the glossy leaves on the bush in our front yard tasted like candy. The red ones were cinnamon and the green ones were mint. I finally tried tasting one day...they didn't.
When I was younger, I believed that "Forsythia" bushes were "For Cynthia" bushes, so I naturally took to them as a favorite flower.