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My father told me that cotton grew inside aspirin bottles. I believed it for a long time. I still think of him when I open up a new pill bottle and pull out the cotton.
I used to believe that people died because the paper compaines were cutting down trees! (you know how trees give off oxygen!?)
When i was a kid, i used to believe that the tress waving their branches was what caused the wind, because it was never windy unless the trees were waving their branches :)
When I was young I used to believe that when a tree lost it's leaves in autumn, It meant that the leaves turned into crows and ravens so they could fly away.
I took a streak as a child of being very afraid of pine cones. I remember once thinking that they might carry diseases that they could spread to people. It might have started with a rather scary dream I once had. In the dream i was at a picnic area, collecting pine cones to take home. My father was insisting that only pine cones with a maximum of eight rows of scales within their length were safe to keep.
I used to believe cat tails, ( the plants by a pond) were real cattails, but only cooled and not shaved off at the top, but at the bottom! LOL!!!
top belief!
When I was younger, I always wondered how the trees got leaves in the spring after they had fallen off during the fall. The most logical explanation I could come up with was that the fallen leaves magically floated back up to the branches of the tree and became green again. I would always get upset when my mother would sweep up all the dead leaves on the sidewalk outside our house because I thought she was stealing the tree's leaves.
I believed this until I was about 11 or 12 and finally realized that trees regrow their leaves every year.
top belief!
I used to visit with the flowers in my mother’s yard when I was little. I believed they were little boys whose father told them they would be “pansies” if they played with girls’ toys.
I used to believe that after eating a popsicle, you know, those with the wooden stick, that if I threw the stick to the floor, a tree would grow there :p
My Gran told me that Monkey Puzzle Trees were so called because monkesys climbed them, and couldn't get down again. To this day, I hate looking at this type of tree!
One day, a dandelion seed blew in my bedroom window, and when I tried to find where it had landed, I couldn't seeit. I thought it had gone under my blankets, and for a year or more after that, I used to curl my legs up in bed because I was afraid there were dandelions growing down the bottom of the bed.
I used To think trees were giant peices of broccoli
When I was very young my family lived in a neighborhood with a lot of pre-adolescent boys who liked to trick me. One time they convinced me that because I picked up a rotted old branch that fell off the tree, that I was going to get a disease and die. They called it "disease wood", though technically I guess you'd call it diseased wood. Anytime I see a dried out, withered branch I remember that incident.
I remember that when my sister and I were young, we used to run around our backyard and she would always eat dandelions. One day, while she was mid-chomp on this huge dandelion, I screamed and convinced her that they were poisonous. I think she thought they were poisonous until she was 12.
I used to belive that pussy willows were kitten seeds. And that if you let the sun get to them after you picked them they would die. Me and my cousin would spend hours after we picked them tring to find a dark spot so they could turn in to kittens.
As a kid in New York State we had a modest garden and a grape vine but no vine fruits that need a hot summer. So I grew up imagining what a tough, monster, tangled, Herculean vine watermelons hung from.
My father had an invisible jelly-bean tree in our backyard. Only he could find it, at night, and pick the beans.
My brother and I were so upset when we found the bag of jelly beans one year when we were looking for Christmas presents.
I went to visit my cousins on a farm, and we spent an entire day picking what they called mustard. At the end of the day imagine my disapointment when they just dumped this anddid not make mustard---being a city slicker, I did not know it was a weed!
My pre-school class was going on a field trip to the potato farm, and my dad told me to look for the potato trees. I was firmly convinced that potatoes grew on trees until the bus pulled up at the farm. Boy, did my dad get an earfull when he got home from work.
When I was 5 I always wanted to play out in the rain. My brothers told me that the rain awakened the trees and that they would catch me and turn me into a tree.
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