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I grew up in a rural area and we didn't have any ice cream truck. So I thought they were just something that was made up for TV and movies.
When I was young,during the summer months, some time in the late afternoon, a melody would be heard and my parents would tell me that this was the bed time bell. My sister and I would duly go off to bed without question. It was a few years later when we discovered that it was the ice cream van which used to drive round the cul-de-sac behind the main road we lived on.
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 used to believe the music from ice cream vans was made by the driver playing a xylophone. It never occurred to me that driving and xylophony aren't really possible at the same time.
In order to discourage us from wanting to buy ice-cream, my aunt told my cousins and me that the ice-cream man wanted to kidnap us. So, every time we heard the ice-cream truck, we'd run inside and hide.
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.
I used to get 50p for the ice-cream van, and I always wanted to get a 99 (an ice cream with a flake) but I never asked for one because I assumed they were 99p, one day I asked my mum for a pound so I could get one, and she started to shout at the ice-cream man for over charging me! Poor ice-cream man, haha!
When I was in third grade, I started walking to school on my own. Each day after school, several ice cream carts would be out, selling ice cream to kids who were going home. To protect me, my mother told me not to buy from those carts, because "Mexicans put drugs in the ice cream, and it's not safe." (She did let me buy from the vans though.) I was so worried after that, I'd hastily walk by each cart pusher to get home.
Sadly, this misinformation (along with a few others) led to a fear of Mexicans that I still struggle with in my adult years, knowing much better than I did then.
my friends brother who is four informed me that you should never make faces at the icecream man or he may kill you
Up until I was about 10 years old, I used to believe that if you got icecream from the icecream man after 8:00PM, then he would turn into the boogie man and that he would catch people and put them in his van so he could make me into ice cream. So every time I would hear the ice cream man music, I would start screaming and had to warn everybody in the house that the boogie man was going to get them if they didn't keep the doors locked.
My mother told me that the ice cream man didn't wash his hands and that's why we didn't buy ice cream from him. She was horrified when I saw him in the local supermarket and pulled me to the next aisle before I could run and tell him. I had a habit of repeating things.
I was only 4...
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 neice was led to belive that when the ice cream truck came thru and the music played he was OUT of ice cream!
i used to believe that ice cream vans where real a fbi van. the movies told me so. ... . .they are right. right?
My Mum and Dad used to tell me that the ice cream man was really "vinnie Green the naughty children collector" and if we saw him coming or heard his ringing bells you had to run away before he caught you and took you away to france to eat frogs legs
I used to believe that when the ice-cream van came round playing a tune, that meant they were actually all out of ice-cream! Think my mum must have told me that to save a few pennies!!!
The mailtruck was supposed to play music like the ice cream truck, but that the mailman's music box was broken.
When I was little, my Mom told me that the truck that goes down the street in the summer was a "music truck," Later I came up and told her:
"Mommy guess what, the music truck delivers *ice cream.* (It was really an ice cream truck.)
If the ice cream truck is playing music, it means they are out of ice cream.
when I was little I was told that the Icecream truck was actually the dog catcher coming to take all the kids pets away,so I wound hide my dog every time we heard the music, I only found out the truth 4 years later.