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when i was 6, my uncle showed me an alive octopus and somehow it ended up twirled its hands around my arms with all those suckers on them. i used to believe him when he said they can still stuck to me even after their dead. i had that fear from that moment on that if i eat octopus or squid, those things will stick onto my stomach. i still refuse to eat them even i am 24 yrs old now.
When I was 10, i was very gullible and really afraid of death. My cousin who is the same age as me told me that all squirrls had rabies and that is they got anywhere near me (like 15 feet away) that I would die. One day, I feel off my bike and hurt my leg. I couldn't get up. Then I saw a squirrl coming near me. My cousi then proceeded to tell me that there were squirrls coming at me in all directions. I was so scared because I couldn't even get up and run away. To this day (i'm 17) I am absolutly terrified of squirrls. I still can't get anywhere near them. They should all die.
Meat-Eating Cows in Nebraska
My sister Marian teased me really bad. She told me one time the cows would eat me!! (I was about 3 or 4 at the time.)
I remember one day when the family was picking sweet corn. The field was in the middle of the pasture, fenced in. The car, a 1954 Ford Ranch Wagon, was parked in the pasture with the tailgate closed. The windowed upper part of the tailgate swung up. They left me in the car and disappeared into the corn field with bushel baskets.
Then the cows came!!! I pulled the hatch down and hid behind the tailgate. Dad came out with a basket of corn, lifted the rear hatch, put the basket in, and went back to the field. HE LEFT THE HATCH UP!!!
I pulled it back down. He came out with another basket, opened the rear hatch, put the basket in, and went back to the field. AND HE LEFT THE HATCH UP AGAIN!!!
I pulled it back down. He came out with another basket, opened the rear hatch, and asked WHY I kept closing it. I simply said, “To keep the cows out.” He said, “Those cows won’t get in the car, leave it open,” and went back to the field. I left it open, I was more afraid of Dad’s discipline than I was of the cows!
Sometime later I was alone in the house, Mom was in the barn casing eggs. (Putting eggs in a egg cases, each case held 30 dozen. We had a LOT of chickens!) The older kids and Dad were doing chores.
THE COWS GOT OUT OF THE CORAL!!! I was terrified!! I looked out of the window and saw them at the bottom of the hill, between me and the barn where Mom was. I started crying, and ducked down under the window, behind the couch. Then I looked out again, saw the cows, and cried harder. This cycle repeated itself until I was almost hysterical. Finally I saw Mom coming to the house. She came in and found me crying. She asked me what the problem was and I said, “The cows are going to eat me!!!!” She said, “No they won’t, they don’t eat people! Where did you get THAT idea?” “Marian told me they would eat me!”
Boy, was Marian in trouble when she got in the house!!
Maybe that is why she later moved to Minnesota!
my mum told me the udders on cows were the cows 'boobies'. so everytime we saw cows i used 2 point and yell out 'LOOK MUM BOOBIES!!!'
when i was lickle i used 2 believe that wen pigs got dirty a new lickle clean piglet appeared outtta nowhere to replace it-i reckon its true really LOL!!!! ***
My cousin used to think that the name for polar bears was 'snowlar' bears, because they lived in the snow.
When I was ten, I visited woman's house and she gave me a chicken's egg from her chicken house for me to keep. I didn't know that eggs had to be fertilized by the rooster in order to hatch. I was excited because I thought that a chickie would hatch from it and I would have my own pet chicken! I cradled it on the car ride home and when I got home, I wrapped it in a blanket, put it in a basket and put it under my homework light to incubate it. Unfortunately, my parents told me that the egg WASN'T going to hatch and that if I left the egg there any longer, it would stink. I really had my hopes up :(.
Ever since I was four, I would go into the woods around my house to look for unicorns every so often. No luck, of course. I carried the tradition over to our new house when we moved here when I was seven. I'm 12 now and I still think that I saw a flash of white and a glint of gold when taking a walk in the forest when I was 10...
I once conviced my friend that there were made whales that lived in volcanoes and birds would come and take them out of the lava and they would get cold and blow up like a balloon and thats how blimps are made. She was 13.
I believed that when sheep got sheered they would put their wool in an asda plastic bag, put it behind the couch and save it for when they needed it again!!
When I was little, my Dad asked me whether I wanted to go for the Miami Dolphins or the Florida Gators. Not realizing the differences between NFL and SEC football, I assumed they would play each other, so I closed my eyes and imagined dolphins and alligators running around a football field. I definitely didn't want the alligators to eat the dolphins, so for most of my life I switched around football teams, making sure never to cheer for the gators.
I used to believe that a Gammon was a fish. Im 17 and i only found out it wasnt like a couple of months ago.
Until senior year of high school I believed that roast beef was not actually beef. I never even stopped to consider what other animal it might be. I was simply certain, thanks to my older brother, that it was not beef.
My dad had me convinced that there were King snakes that lived in the rocks we used to climb at a local park, and that they could eat a person whole!
When I was 7 years old, I used to believe that chicks were born from their mother's womb.
When I was 8 years old, I used to believe that mice were toys because I used to dress them in baby clothes.
Before my twelfth birthday, I walked over to the store my grandparents owned, where my dad worked the meat dept. There was a tank of little fishes, twelve of them, the pet kind. I asked him what they were for, and he had me convinced they were being raised to sell in the store....as in, as meat. Boy was I surprised to get them for my birthday....
one day on a family holiday, we were near some hills and there were sheep living on them. dad told me that sheep that lived on mountains had two long legs and two short legs so that they could stand properly on the slope. i asked dad what would happen if they turned around the other way (with their long legs uphill) and he said that they'd fall off the hill! i think i was about 10 at the time!!
I used to think porcupines would chase after me.
Polar bears eat mostly ice cream, and sometimes fish fingers.
when i was a kid i always wonder how fish can sleep in water without any problem but i can't sleep in tub
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