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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 little, we took a trip to the desert, and my grandma told me that while we werent watching, the cacti would move and dance. my sister and i would look away from the car window, then back really quickly to try to catch them. we never did though
i used to believe that if i planted some sesemi seeds form a burger i would actualy grow bread!
In elementary school, there was this tree that on one side looked like the backside of a woman. I tried to sneak into my school at night once because I thought that a naked lady would step out of the tree.
My sister used to beleive that Christmas trees grew in rows naturally because she never saw them being planted.
Up until I was about 25, I had always assumed lily pads were just freely floating leaves. I could never figure out why on earth the frogs didn't sink when they jumped on them! of course, I eventually found out that they grow on stems, but to this day, I get laughed at about this belief!
When I was about 12 I saw a picture on tv of a drawing of a pot plant. Later that week I went to my uncles in the country where there is a lot of plant life. I was outside playing and I found a weed w/ 5 leaves growing out of it. I instantley thought it was pot and ran in telling him that he had better move because the people who lived there before must have plant drugs!! I told him it was everywhere. He just lokked at me and shook his head. Years later I learned it was a tiny baby maple growing.
I was about 4, and my family had just planted some seeds to make a small garden behind our house. My cousin of the same age explained one day that if we poured all of a nearby jug of gasoline onto the garden, all of the plants would turn out to be gigantic. We did just that, and later my parents were pretty confused when NOTHING sprouted from our garden.
When I was little, I went shopping with my gramma and she said she wanted me to help plant egg plants. I wondered how in the world eggs would come from the ground. " How do you grow egg plants?" I asked. "Well you grab some eggs and put them in a hole in the ground." Not knowing she was joking, I went home and grabbed all 12 eggs to plant. She laughed real hard when she figured out I did that. Now she asks me to plant them every summer.
I was convinced you could make a pair of shoes out of conkers, if only you could peel them and mould them before they turned from white to brown. I still haven't given up on this one, actually...
When I was really little I was walking through my grandparents apple orchard and an apple fell right on my head. I'd seen the Wizard of Oz days before, so I was convinced that one of the trees had thrown it at me. I still steer clear of apple trees, and I'm 21 years old.
I thought that pears were squashed appples.
Once when I was staying with my Grandparents I came in after running into some bull nettle (which is similar to poison ivy but a harry plant on the ground) and my Grandmother told me to "piss on it" and it was the only way it would stop itching. I thought she meant pee on the plant, but luckily I didn't. i was afraid I'd get it on my butt
when i was little i thought the stuff they sprayed on flowers was called paricites not pesticites! my mom always said i would be a bad gardener.
I used to believe that each continent was a planet so you'd have to go into space to travel from one continent to another.
I thought "catkin" meant "little cat".
That cress was really just another name for clover, and for years I would happily tell people I had no desire to eat grass.
my babysitter had lots of potted plants with fuzzy leaves which were irresistable to my grubby little fingers. she told me that rubbing the fuzzy leaves would give me cancer. i don't touch fuzzy leaves anymore.
when i was very young,some boys told me while digging in the dirt,that the roots were the fingers of the devil and not to let themget a hold of you ,so i'd cope at them with a stick.
When we were very young, me and some other girls from my building used to believe that popsicles grew on trees. So, after a summer afternoon, we would go to the garden and plant all the wooden sticks in the dirt so next year we wouldn`t have to buy more. And we would also plant watermellon seeds in small pots. It never grew, unfortunely.
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