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When my son was about 4 he informed me that the little yellow wild flowers growing on the side of the freeway was because somebody spread butter all over the grass the night before.
When I was a kid I used to think that if a cactus stuck me that I would pop like a balloon. I even had dreams about it.
When my dad was little he thought that mistletoe was some kind of aircraft.
When I was younger, my aunt told me that the little white flowers that grew in patches across lawns would stick to my feet, and I'd be stuck there forever if I stepped on them. I believed her for teh longest time.
i used to believe trees made the wind
top belief!
Someone once told me that mother nature was the Earth. I jumbled this up somehow and got to thinking that mother nature was kind of like santa claus, only she would watch you when you were out in nature and would punish you if you damaged anything. I was terrified to go running in gym class, but would never explain to my teacher why i HAD to run on the mulch.
The worst story, however, was in the woods on a class field trip. I tripped and snapped a branch off of a tree. I was badly scraped up, but wouldn't stop screaming about how "mother's going to kill me now"
When i was little i use to think my backyard was a jungle so i never went to the backyard without my little safari hat on and my plastic sword...
My yard used to be filled w/ long grass. My best friend at the time and I thought that this grass was wheat. Once we even tried to make bread by taking the grass, mixing it with water and leaving it to "bake" in the sun
When I was I young I believed that it was the trees that made all the wind. I used to lay in the grass watching the trees doing their work and especially on a hot summers day enjoy their special gift: a breeze!
one time i was on a boat and it was windy and i asked "How can it be windy without any trees?" i always used to think that squrels used to control wind
All flowers had exactly five petals and two leaves.
As a little girl i was thinking that adults were growing like plants do. I even imagined how my parents were showing though the grey asphalt(ground) before my building. t
When I was younger I asked my aunt once how trees grow and she told me that there was water inside trees to help them grow. So I believed for the longest time that if you ever picked bark off of a tree water would come rushing out and flood the world!
because the tree's branches looked like roots,
I used to think that in the winter the "otherworld" underground had a strange summer! something to do with a alter-world. TOO many science fiction no doubt!
When I was a child I was told if I smell red-weed flower and put it very near my eyes I would go blind. And I still believe that. Never smell those flowers, even I like them .. just in case :)
top belief!
My grandfather and I planted a tree. It was only a few inches high, and he told me that if I were to jump over it every day, that I would always be able to jump over it. The important part was to NEVER miss a day, or the whole cause would be lost. Not only did I believe- but I actually jump over it every day for several months!
When i was little i always wanted a dog so i would blow those danddy lions and i would hope my wish would come true but one day my dad told me that im doing it wrong thats why my wish hasent come true he said you have to eat them so i put one in my mouth and thought it taseted nasty then he started to laugh and said i was just kidding but hey i endded up getting a dog!
I thought that wood was made out of people. So when my dad insisted on me helping him nail wood together, I would say "sorry" each time I would hit the nail into the people.
I used to believe that if I planted orange seeds,apple seeds,and flower seeds together there would be a tree with apples,organges,and flowers on it.
I must have pulled flowers from my grandmothers Fushia bush because I was told if you touch the long stamen in the centre of the flower you would die. At 66 years I still cannot bring myself to touch it.
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