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As a small child who empathised with everything around me (I thought everything had feelings!) I was terribly reluctant to eat a gingerbread man. I expressed my anxiety to my mother, who told me that my stomach would put it back together once I was done eating it.
For many years after, I was convinced that the purpose of the stomach was to reassemble chewed up food. I had a clear mental image of apples, carrots, etc, sitting whole in my belly.
It was quite a few years before it dawned on me that this was ridiculous. My mother still denies telling me such a thing.
i used to believe that when i ate upside-down, the food went to my head.
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I used to believe that there was a little man in my stomach making stew. When I "put something into the stew" (my stomach) he did not like he threw it back up. And that is how people threw up!
When I was little, I was a very picky eater. To try to make me eat more, my dad would put on a fake voice, pretending to be my stomach. He would say things like "C'mon. I'm hungry. I want more meat." and things like that. I believed that my stomach actually talked to me for a few years.
My dad always told me when I was five that if I sang while I was eating, I would eventually marry a cross-eyed person. When I saw one walking one day I approached her and said "Are you gonna marry me?" She was puzzled and just walked away.
When I was young, I heard my parents always talking about people that had quit drinking and others saying that they never drink and they hoped I would not drink either when I grew up. I was terrified because I did not want to always be thirsty. Thank goodness i finally found out that they were not being literal. By the way, I don't drink. But I am not thirsty.
I used to believe when I ate flinstones vitamins that when they went down they would have a camp fire and be stranded in there forever.
When I was five, I was very picky with my food and only ate pasta and bread. Well, my mom told me that I would have to have a taste-bud transplant. I was hysterical. A few years later she told me and I felt pretty stupid.
When I was about 5, I was a very picky eater so I didn't eat a lot. My brother, who is 7 years older than me, told me that there were little bugs inside of me, and even if I didn't eat, the bugs inside still got hungry. So he told me they would eat my insides for food. Nevertheless, I ate all the time. I believed him for the longest time, like 3 years, too.
i believed that if i ate it would fill me up from my toes upwards and when i got full, my mum would have to tip me upside down and shake me!
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I used to believe that there was another world inside my stomach, and everything I ate or drank became part of that world. It didn't matter that I chewed it up- when it got swallowed, it transformed back into its own self and took a role in the little world. (I think the world inside my stomach was better than the real world.) Vegetables made up the plants... jellybabies and gingerbread man were the people. Some rivers were filled with water, but of course there were ones filled with cordial and soft drinks as well. Icecream was snow... etc.
I used to think that all the food I ate just piled up inside me and if I ate too much I'd be full forever.
I used to believe that my stomach had two sides: one side for regular meals, and one side for snacks and dessert. So when I got 'full' and I didn't want to finish my dinner, my parents would say 'well then i guess you don't want any dessert.' and i would say 'no, mommy. THIS side is full. My snack side is still empty!'
Until I was about five, I thought that your esophagus had a million separate tubes for everything you ate. When I told my mother that she should have my corn tube removed, she explained that I was very wrong.
WHEN I WAS LITTLE, I USED TO BELIEVE THAT MY BODY WAS HOLLOW AND WHEN I ATE MY FOOD WOULD FILL UP MY WHOLE BODY, IT DIDN'T HELP THAT WHEN I WOULDN'T EAT ANYMORE, MY DAD TOLD ME TO SHAKE A LEG SO I COULD MAKE MORE ROOM.
i used to believe that you had one tube for your dinner to go down and one for your afters
I used to think that drink went down one hole, food went down another. How else could they come out of seperate holes!!!!!?
I used to believe that the food you ate would end up in your feet and pile up from there and only when the food reached your head were you actually full.
I used to believe that your stomach was divided into seperate parts, for seperate foods, and if someone said their, "food went down the wrong tube" it was something like, milk going into the macaroni and cheese tube.
I used to believe that when you ate a food, it would go through you and then there were 2 witches in your stomach that would mix up all your food that you ate and there would be a back door to where it would 'empty out'.
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