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When my husband was a little boy, his mum used to tell him that thunder was just God moving the furniture about. Aww!
I used to believe that thunder came the handle on my Dad's drill press. I called it the thunderstick. And i also thought that storms were sucked down the storm drain when they were blown out.
when i was young i was told that thunder represented god moving the chairs about
When I was really little, my babysitter told me and my brother that when it thundered, God was moving his furniture.
i used to believe that when there was thunder and lightning, god was taking pictures with a camera of us !
mommy always said "smile !!!"
but instead i was crying
When I was younger, my sister told me that thunder storms were just the thunder and lightening shouting to one another; something they had to do, as they lived too far apart to hear each others regular voice!?!
When we were young, we were quite frightened by thunder. Our mum explained us not to worry, that it was only Jesus who was roller-skating on the clouds... That argument definitely made us smiling during rainy days !
When I was little I was so afraid of storms. I remember everytime it would start thundering I would run to my room and grab my special blankie and suck my thumb. When I turned about ten my mom told me that if kids my age were afraid of storms then that meant that they were more likely to get struck by lightening. This scared me so much that I permanently carried around my blanket as I thought that when I had it I wasnt afraid anymore. Well, lets say that my fear of storms wasn't just a small fear it was deeprooted as Id been in a terrible tornado when young.
When i was a child, my father told me that when we were having thunderstorms, it was actually a baseball game in heaven. He said that the thunder was a coach and an umpire arguing and the lightning was cameras.
As I was scared of thunder storms I was led to belive by my Mum that it was only God moving his furniture around. When it didn't stop he obviously hadn't made is mind up and was moving it again.
My mother firmly embedded in my head that when you hear thunder, it's actually God talking. I had no idea how she could understand Him and I couldn't.
As a very small child one day, I was playing at being 'fairy thunder drop' this involved spinning round rapidly and singing about thunder and so forth. Shortly afterwards, a thunder storm started and I was absolutely convinced i had caused it. i cried for hurs ad never played 'fairy thunder drop' again
I used to believe that the sound of thunder was clouds bumping into each other.
I used to belive (thanks to having an older brother) that if you heard the ceiling creaking when upstairs that it was the footsteps of ghosts in the loft. He also told me that if you see fork lightning during a thunder storm it releases ghosts and spirits which saw you looking and they will find you...what a gullable little sister I was!
When i was little i was watching a storm out of the window. When my mum asked what i was doing i said of the lightning that God was taking photos of me.
When I was a kid I thought that when there was a thunderstorm the angels were playing a game of Family Feud in two teams of four up in heaven. God was hosting that game. I thought that whenever a contestant gave an answer that was not on the board and was a strike was when a lightning strike actually happened. I also assumed that the sound of thunder was the sound of the audience either booing to for an answer that was a strike or cheering for the family for winning the round. Rain came from the tears from the family of angels who were beaten.
I thought thunder was a cloud falling down on the roof.
I used to believe that thunder was caused by giants bowling in the sky.
As I used to be very scared of thunder and lightning when I was little, my mum told me it was God moving his furniture around. If a particularly loud rumble of thunder occured I said it sounded like a wardrobe. If a loud clap of thunder was heard I said it sounded like he dropped it.
When I was little when there was lightning I thought that God was taking a picture of us.
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