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I think the worst incident was when a neighbour who would mind me when my mum went back to work decided she had had enough of my 'faddy' eating, she had 5 daughters who would eat what they were told to and I guess looking back she saw me as a corrupting influence. So on this day unlike others where she would tell me I couldn't get down from the table until I had eaten everything on my plate and after an hour or more she would have to give in because as she saw it I was stubborn and spoilt rotten, my plate was placed in front of me and I ate everything except the cauliflower my child minder then decided to force feed me. I can't remember exactly how it was done.... Maybe holding my nose ! But as the last piece disappeared and she was cooing "see it wasn't so bad" I vomited cauliflower up over her Oops !
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Oh my, that reminded me of when I was about 7, my mom was hospitalized for a miscarriage so I went to stay with an aunt and uncle for a couple of days. The served me cauliflower and I turned my nose up at it, I couldn't even stand the smell of it, it made me gag. Well, they made me take 3 bites of it and I was gagging the whole time, ended up throwing it up all over the my plate and the table, dirtying the tablecloth. Well, that was the last time they ever forced me to eat anything. hehehe I love the stuff now, but at 7, no way!!
Oh, and wool, I can't stand it on my skin either! I itch so badly from it, no matter how soft it is. *shiver*