I was told a story as a child about a girl who was practicing her ballet in the grass and tried to pick the daisies below her to strengthen her foot.
She got stung by a bee underneath the flower.
Every time I see daisies on the grass, I want to try and pick them with my toes but my brain will instantly say “you will get stung!!!”
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