neighbourhood: ice cream vans

My mother always told my brother and I the ice-cream from the ice-cream truck or the "Dicky-Dee Man" (as we called it in Canada) was poisoned and we would get sick if we ate it. This was her "being cheap" effort to never buy it for us. But funny how when another kids parent from the neighbourhood bought it for us we never got sick or died???!!!!

When I was about 10 years old, I saw a van going by that looked like an ice cream van, except it said said things like tacos, quesidillas, burritos, etc., etc. on it. Therefore, I thought the guy was the taco man. I can still remember the look on the guy's face when I yelled "Taco Man! Come back!! I've got money! I want a taco!!!!" It's been 8 years since that day and I'm now almost 19.

I was a funny kid XD

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.....)

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..

A guy I know used to tell his kids that when the ice cream man played his chimes he didn't have any ice cream left. Saved him a fortune until they got wise to him!

When I was little my grandmother told my cousins and i that ice cream men peed in alleys and never washed their hands, so we never wanted ice cream because we thought they were disgusting

When I was a kid, I never saw an ice cream truck. We lived in several different towns and in decent neighborhoods, ... I thought it was very sad and slightly odd ( even a bit suspicious) that they had been driven out of existance, apparently by the 7-11 stores we went to instead. I wanted to petition for their return, but didn't know who to take it to. I saw my first one when I was in my 30's and it was so funny, just like I imagined, I almost ran out too, waving money and yelling.

I believed that the ice cream man had a face made out of boogers and that is why he couldn't eat the ice cream so he would give it to little kids to eat in the form of ice cream.

I used to believe that the lady yelling "Hello" from the ice cream truck song was a recording of my mom... until I realized the song was played outside our city and wasn't a local thing.

I used to believe the ice cream van was a birdy. Because my mum never wanted me to know the truth...

Brown ice-cream trucks sold drugs, otherwise known as "pipe" to some of my strange friends.

I used to believe…

a child my sister and i always used to run into our house shouting at mum for an ice cream whenever we heard the ice cream van tune... now i'm a mum i saw how annoying this could be - to just drop everything you are doing to run up the street and try and catch the van before it moved on. therefore i have told my children that the man in the van plays his music to attract small children to take them away! my eldest- now 12 cannot believe that he fell for it.. my kids are the only ones not screaming at mum when they hear that familiar tune from down the street!!!

when my family used to go camping with playgroup to faiser national park in vic, they had a big van painted to look like a cow and a horn that was a moo but cos he came from the top of the hill i thought he came from the moon. he was the moo man but i thought he was the MOON man.

You get poisoned if you eat ice cream from an ice cream van with "dirty" (i.e. black) wheels.

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...

Until my oldest son was almost 5, he believed that the ice cream truck was actually the "music truck" and that he drove around neighborhoods in the summer so that kids could run outside and randomly dance on their front porches as the truck drove by.