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When I was young I believed being the ice cream man would be lots of fun and you could eat as much ice cream as you wanted.
I am the ice cream man now and it is fun and I can eat as much ice cream as I want but...I have to pay for it!!!
I grew up pretty poor. My parents, having three young boys at once with a limited income could not afford luxuries. Well, ice cream was a luxury for us in those far gone days. The ice cream man would come along in his pedal cart bells a-ringing, and we would ask Dad to buy us ice cream. Dad told us that the guy with the cart was selling fish. We believed it until another kid that moved next door spilled the beans. Sidenote: Some would think Dad's lie was a bad thing to do to a kid, but I realize now that it was very clever. He didn't have to deny his kids something that he loves himself and we didn't have to go through the pain of the denial. I appreciate that story about him and it shows what a good guy he is.
My mother told me that ice cream vans were ambulances for little children.
When me and my cousins were in between the ages of 4 to 8, my cousins lived in the country and I in the city. When they would come and visit, the ice cream truck would come by and I would ask mom for money and come back with ice cream. My cousins were floored. Their mom told them that it was the church bus coming to round up all the kids and take them to church, so that way she did not have to give them any money. They thought that I was crazy for going out there!! I still tease them about it to this day.
i used to believe that ice cream vans where real a fbi van. the movies told me so. ... . .they are right. right?
I was told that the ice-cream man fills his ice-cream pushcarts with boys who were caught being naughty.
Until i mustered enough courage and sufficient height to steal a look into one of these boxes, i avoided him with great tact (or so i thought!)
My dad used to tell me that the ice cream vendors from the ice cream trucks tasted every ice cream, thus they had their saliva.
Obviously, I never wanted an ice cream from them and a few times my dad caught me spying on ice cream trucks trying to discover the vendor licking the ice cream.
I used to think buying ice ceam from the truck was the same as taking candy from a stranger, so I had to be very, very careful of the bad man in the truck. I had to buy it when my mom wasn't around so she wouldn't know I broke the rules.
My husband's family used to go hill walking a lot when he was a very small boy. In order to encourage him up the slopes his father used to tell him that there was an icecream van at the top of the hill. Needless to say when they did get to the top they had always just missed the van, luckily his dad could always see it at the top of the next peak... He was a teenager before he finally realised that he never was going to get that icecream.
Macaroni grew on bushes; the holes thru the macaroni was where you got spaghetti. Also, train tracks were tracks the train left when it passed thru a particular place. Oh, one last thing-- when i ws around two, i called the ice cream man the "ding ding man", cause he traveled all over playing pretty music for people; soon after that, i learned he sold ice cream..
I used to believe that all ice cream vans played the same music - some sort of universal siren for ice cream vans.
(it was the London Bells nursery rhyme... you know the one...Oranges and lemons, Ring the Bells at St. Clemens.....)
i used to believe that the sign on ice cream trucks said "caution children" meant "cotton children" like cotton candy children!!! i used to be really confused by that.
my mom used to tell me the ice cream truck was just a truck that drove
around and played music for all of the little boys and girls in the neighborhood.
i did not know there was ice cream on the truck.
My mum used to tell me that when the Ice Cream van came round, it was for "children whos mummys couldn't afford a freezer", so that I didn't get her to buy me anything.
When I was wee, I misheard my mother when she ordered me an ice-cream.
For years, I was to be found asking for 'a nice cream'.
I still catch myself doing it to this day! And I'm 26 now...
Neighbourhood- Ice Cream Vans.
OK, so my parents did tell me that an ice cream van sold ice cream, and they also told me that when they play music you can buy ice cream from them. Unfortunately they also told me that all ice cream from ice cream vans is flavoured with petrol, and is deadly poison.
when i was about 3, i can remember an ice cream van coming down our road ever so often... it used to play greensleeves, and it scared me silly! i used to hide in the house and cry. it still sends shivers down my back.
When I was a kid, my parents called ice cream trucks "music trucks". They didn't want me to know that the trucks sold ice cream, 'cause they knew I would be demanding ice cream whenever I heard the trucks driving by. I eventually caught on that the trucks sold ice cream and weren't driving around the neighborhood for the sole purpose of playing music. But to this day I still call ice cream trucks "music trucks", and people look at me weird.
when i was little, my mom told me that the ice cream man tried to kidnap little kids, and he froze them and made them into ice cream bars, i have not gotten anything from an ice cream truck since
Our mum told us that the ice-cream van noise was a children's ambulance