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I used to believe that there was an old alien man riding a bicycle hooked up to a power generator in our laundry room. Of course, being an old alien, he was afraid of thunderstorms, so he sometimes stopped riding his bicycle and hid under our laundry during thunderstorms and the power would go out. I used to try to sneak him food through various cracks in the drywall. And I felt bad for him that he was riding his bike so much... Because it seemed like awful hard work. But, then I reasoned that he didn't need to ride his bike to give us power at night or while we were at school, and so he got a bunch of breaks, then.
my mother told my sister and I that if you played with balloons in the kitchen when she was cooking they would create static electricity and attract a thunder storm and you would get struck by lightening. especially if you made them make that squeaky sound she hated.
Being the highly intelluctual child that I was, I always knew that lightning was NOT flashes of fire from the sky, but were bright yellow yo-yos.
Thunder was when the yo-yos broke.
My brother and I used to get up and stand on the table in front of the window when thunder & lightning struck outside. We would wait for seconds even minutes to strike the correct pose before God took a photo of us.
i used to believe that thunder looked a lot like an orange towel. once i was sitting in the backseat of the car and we were driving along the water and the lightning hit the water and my mom pointed out over the ocean and told me: "look, did you see the thunder?" and i looked but all i could see was a big orange towel someone left behind on the beach below us.
When i was little i used to think that when it was thundering and lightning it was all the dead Man United and dead Liverpool players having a game of football. Everytime there was thunder, Liverpool had scored and everytime there was lightning, Man United had scored.
I used to believe that lightning was actually God taking a photograph of me, so whenever it rained and there was thunder and lighting, there I would be, smiling from ear to ear - to give God a good picture of me. Today, I have got the worst eyesight in the family!
Thunder was the sound of clouds crashing together, and the rain would pour out of the holes in the clouds produced by the crash.
My mother told us, and I still believe this by the way, that if you make loud noises during a thunder storm, the thunder will get louder and louder. So, when we were little, depending on our mood we'd either be VERY quiet, or be as noisy as possible.
My Mom told me that if it thundered when the sun was out it meant the devil was beating his wife and if I stood behind a door I could hear him. I stood behind many a door but never heard the devil. I always wondered why anyone would marry the devil in the first place.
As a 7 or 8 year old, I knew that water was a good conductor of electricity. I also knew that lightening was a deadly electrical source. Therefore, in my mind (was it told to me?), it was a big no-no to go pee in the toilet during an electrical storm because in some way the lightening could make its way up through the toilet through the water and then by extention . . . . I think you get the idea. During many a storm I found myself holding on until after the storm was over until I thought it was safe to go to the bathroom!
When I was very young, I thought that the sound of thunder came from God driving on the tops of the clouds. I still have a mental image of the classic bearded and robed God at the controls of a Model T, bouncing on the puffy cloud tops.
My father used to tell me that lightning was attracted to noise, so I should be quite when there was a storm.
I think he just wanted me to shut up.
I was always told not to stand by a tree in a thunder storm. When there was a thunder stom I'd hide under the bed instead until my older sister told me that beds were made of wood. I spent the whole time running all over the house terrified trying to get away from anything made of wood.
My mum always told me that during a storm, when there was thunder and lightening, that it was the angels cleaning up. The rumbles were when they were moving the tables and chairs to clean underneath - nice thought really!
When I was little I thought that thunder was the bricks of our house banging together for some reason.
I was convinced that thunder and lightning could wake up volcanos.
Whenever there was a storm I was terrified that lightning would jump through the windows and kill me. I believed drawing the curtains was the only thing to stop this, and i made my mum close all the curtains in the house.
It wasnt mine, but as a child my great grandmother had a fear of thunderstorms. She believed that every metal object in the house was a risk, she would put the cutlery drawer down the end of the garden and hide herself under the table with her apron over her head!....
I used to beleive that the lightning, thunder, and rain would scare away all the monsters and ghosts around me. So I was never afraid of thunderstorms.
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