plants

When I was about 4 or 5.. I thought that the tree in my front yard could talk.. and I would go out there every morning (mostly) and talk to it, and it would respond back. But it was actually the neighbor in the kitchen window talking as the tree. This went on for quite a while, just "Hey, Mr. Tree, how was your sleep?" and it would respond in a deep heavy voice "Oh I had a wonderful sleep" and we would just have a conversation until I had to go.

girl with a big imagination

For my whole life I have had this inexplicable aversion to weeds. At some point in my childhood I brought my mother a fistful of dandelions. She told me they were weeds, and I literally have not touched one since.

Anon

I used to believe that if you planted any small object, it would grow into a tree that bore fruit like the "seed". The yard of my childhood home is filled with shiny board game pieces, coins, and jelly beans.

KMango

I used to believe that bread, cheese and money all grew on trees. So I planted some. When it didn't grow, my mum told me that the "seeds" must have been eaten by birds.

Ben

When I was about five, I used to call pine cones "pine corns", and I thought they were edible, but the green ones on the tree weren't ripe, and the ones on the ground were too dirty to eat.

Trish

i used to believe that jade plants produced bees. i was stung by a bee while grabbing a jade plant when i was 5 while living in california. at the time it seems a logical connection.

Kelly

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.

Bookworm

few years ago, finally I found out that asparagus are not big sea fishes..

nixass

When I was a little girl, I believed that the trees made the wind blow. I knew this was true because every time the wind was blowing, the trees were waving their arms about.

Dizzy

My mum used to say to me "I wish i had a money tree" so i buried a $2 coin in the ground, watered it and waited for it to grow...It never did.

Cara (Australia)

This is actually my dad's belief. My grandma has always kept a garden and when my dad was little, he thought that the hibiscus flowers were actually called hot biscuits!

Anon

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.

Anon

i used to believe that if I got near poison ivy, my arms and legs would fall off. I spent years scared to death to go out in the woods.

Missy

When I was at infants school one of the first things we did was grow mustard cress to make our own sandwiches. I never understood how they got the mustard into the cress while it was growing.
Similarly I always thought "egg and cress" sandwiches were "egg cress" and that was a different type of cress which they put eggs in while it was growing.
I still don't really understand mustard cress.

Katie

I used to believe that stars came from the floating sparks of a campfire. More than once I tried to throw ash in to the sky hoping a star would "stick".

Mike

My great-grandma had this 10-inch clear plastic tree, and she would stick gumdrops on the ends of the branches. I thought they grew from the tree until I was 14.

Alex Hagen

When I was about 5 years old I my grandad took me to the park and bought me a strawberry ice lolly. When we got home I asked what would happen to my lolly stick. He told me that if you buried the stick in the garden, it would grow into whatever plant the flavour had been.

It was only when I was 13 that I found out that the strawberry plant in front of the house wasn't my lolly plant.

Anon

I used to believe that in the spring all the leaves would fall "up" from the ground and re-attached themselves to the tree, then they would turn green.

Anon

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.

Julie

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.

Anon