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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)
My dad used to take me to a neighbor friend's house with him. This man had me convinced that every weed you dug out of the ground had a coin entangled in it's roots, that he owned a dollar bill tree,and that if i wished hard he could pull a quarter from my ear.
When my dad was little he thought that mistletoe was some kind of aircraft.
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 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.
My friend believed for years that cheeseplants ate people. There was one at our school which she would run past every day, terrified. She is still bitter about this.
I use to believe that if you planted sugar beets with corn on the cob, that it would make the corn a lot sweeter
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.
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.
One day, a dandelion seed blew in my bedroom window, and when I tried to find where it had landed, I couldn't seeit. I thought it had gone under my blankets, and for a year or more after that, I used to curl my legs up in bed because I was afraid there were dandelions growing down the bottom of the bed.
My mother used to tell me that if I didn't wash inside my ears, potatoes would grow in there. Of course, I didn't understand why, but it wasn't until I was into my teenage years before I questioned it, only to find it false. Potatoes don't grow in dirty ears.
my mom would plant a piece of candy and I would watch her do it, the next day there would be a "lollipop tree" which was really just a plant with lollipops taped to it. i thought that there really was such a thing as a lollipop tree.
when i was like 5 my mom told me that if i sat in the yard and looked at a clover little men would come out of them and i would sit outside for hours waiting for one to come out and the worst thing about it is that i belived it until i was ten?!?!?!
I used to think that after a big rain you can hear the corn grow. I thought it would be a squeeking noise! I would sit by the corn field and breathe very softly.... listening. It was just the wind, but I really thought that was what growing corn sounded like.
My young daughter thought that night came after the trees ate all the sunlight.
I used to believe that if you put your hand in a venus fly trap it would eat it.
when i was in preschool there was this tree outside that had a peice of bark on it that looked like a button i thaught if you pressed it hard enaugh the tree would open up revieling treasure,
i used to believe that when trees were thirsty they would tell the sky and it would rain.
I used to think that the flower, called bugenveilia (i dont know how to spell it, but it is spelt really weird.), i always thought that it was booger vanilla, and now i can not call it by the real name, it sounds too weird.
I once wanted to plant a garden, and I thought that all I had to do, was pick flowers off the bushes outside our apartments (I wanted a garden of these flowers) and stick their stems in the ground and water them and they'd grow. Our upstairs neighbors passed by and asked what I was doing, I said planting flowers and asked them to tell me if they saw them growing.