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My mom told my sister that if she didn't eat her peas, her period would last for an entire month.
When I was a little girl, I had a chocolate Easter bunny with a pink cotton tail. When I had eaten the bunny, I was sad that there was no more of it. But my older brother told me "Dont' worry, if you keep the cotton tail, the bunny will grow back."
I kept that tail for years. Uh...
Up until about the age of 9, I believed that rice was the product of hail storms. This was encouraged/initiated by my mother who, when it was hailing, would stand outside with a cup, catch some hailstones and then come inside and make a rice pudding, pretending to put the caught hailstones in it.
I used to believe that when a farmer got eggs form one of his prize chickens he'd mark the egg with a black cross. Of course it was my mum doing it. Fast forward twenty years and i'm in the supermarket and girlfriend picks up some eggs "oh hold on" i say "let me check them to see if there are any special eggs". Much hilarity ensued and still does - at my expense.
my uncle used to think that "parmesan" cheese was called "Farmer John" cheese.... it took him YEARS to figure out the real word!
when i was quite little i asked my incredibly gentile mother what 'kosher' meant. ever the smart alec, she answered, "it manes it has garlic in it". she never knew that i held that as gospel for a good 7 years.
When I was about 5 years old I one day asked my mother where my father and grandfather had gone to. She said they were out getting mushrooms. I thought OH BOY..WHAT FUN! a mushy room to jump around and play in. How disappointed I was when they returned home with a large bag of these yellow plants (morel mushrooms).
When I was 5, I thought that if I ate that cheesy dressing stuff my head would turn into a cheese like the guy in the commercials.....
i used to think that "beef" and "meat" were two different things because my mother would always say "what a nice piece of beef" when we were out and the cut was something special or different than we ate at home. I figured we ate "meat" at home and it was a different part of the animal than the better quality "beef" we ate elsewhere.
We ate a lot of rice. I used to drown my rice in Soy Sauce. My brother told me it would make me grow whiskers and he'd point out the whiskers as we ate dinner. I'd run to check to see if I really had whiskers. To this day I still can't stand to add soy sauce to my rice.
My parents used to tell me that eating carrots would make my eyes brighter. For years i munched on carrots waiting for my brown eyes to turn green or blue. Finally i confronted my mom who had always wondered why telling me that would make me eat the carrots. She didnt realize I was confused for all these years, she meant to say the carrots would make my vision better.
I always refused to eat coffeecake because I thought it was made with coffee grounds.
My dad loves to eat butter on saltine crackers. The more butter the better. When I was little I always wanted to do what dad was doing. To keep me from indulging in his bad habit snack he told me that butter hurt your teeth and promptly stuck out his dentures. "See." He said. "That's why I had to have all my teeth pulled." My mother didn't know that my dad had told me this and tried to offer me a piece of buttered toast soon after. I shook my head and refused to eat the toast because it had butter on it and explained "butter hurts my teeth." I'm not sure how long I believed this, but I'm 28 years old now and still get teased about it.
when i was younger my dad told me and my sister that if we ate peas it would make u sbe able to jump higher. so we would eat one pea and then jump and ask him if we could jump higher.
Until I was 23 I used to think the ginger put with sushi was a side of ham.
As a kid, I would watch old classic cartoons every day after I got home from school (quite old ones). I was a rather big fan of Popeye. I saw that by eating spinach, he got big and strong, and I (despite being a girl) wanted to be big and strong like Popeye too. So I asked my parents to buy and cook some spinach.
Not only did it taste bland, but I was quite annoyed when no matter how much I ate, I didn't grow huge muscles. But if at first you don't succeed... well, I ended up trying again a few more nights, and finally gave up after no results. Dammit.
I used to believe that crayons were candy and the colors were flavors. We went through a lot of crayons
When I was younger my dad's friend came over for dinner and when preparing my plate i was given onions. My dad's friend seemed amazed that I liked onions and said to me, "A girl that likes onions will probably grow hair on her chest!" Unaware that he was simply surprised that I liked onions I actually began checking for hairs for a while after he had told me...
Until i just read another belief a few seconds ago, i thought Mexican jumoing beans jumped of their own accord and not that they had bugs in them.
I used to think cantaloupes were antelope eggs.
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