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I used to believe that the clouds had a fixed position within themselves and if I stood in the same place at the same time every day I would see the same cloud pass by again.
When I was very little, I believed that when people said it might "hail", that little Tasmanian Devils would fall from the sky. I thought they were saying it was "helling" outside.
When I was a kid I was always told that God is in heaven. Of course I then drew the conclusion that if he is there he also sleeps there. So I used to think that when it rained it was God who peed in his bed during sleep.
When I was a child, I used to lie on the hill behind our house and watch the steam engine trains go through the valley, and the big puffs of black smoke form dark clouds. I believed that is how all dark clouds were formed and argued with the teacher (and everyone else) about it. I KNEW, because I saw it.
when it used to rain when i was little i used to sit and cry becasue i was scared that it wouldnt never stop and that we would be flooded and live in an ark like noah.
When I was 9, we moved to California from back east. The house we lived in had a view of the valley with the ocean at the end. Every night when the sun would go down there would be fog soon after. My dad told me that the fog was actually the steam from the sun going into the ocean! No, I don't believe that now!!
When I was younger, my brother told me that smokestacks in big industries made the clouds and that inside these buildings were little elves that worked continuously to keep the clouds coming. I was so amazed at this that every time we passed one I'd stare so I could catch a glimpse of an elf. I found out about 4 years later that clouds were not made there and no elves were hired to make them.
As a child I believed that the dark-colored "night clouds" that are visible after sunset are made of special dark-blue water vapor. At some point in my adult life I realized that this belief had persisted in my mind uncorrected!
when i was 5 my dad told me that if i ever touched the pot of gold at the end of a rainbow that i would turn into a chicken, and i was too scared to ask anybody if it was true, just in case it actually was!! i didn't find out the truth till i was like 11!!
When I was little, I drew on the grass with chalk because I wanted it to snow. The next day it did snow and I thought it was because of the chalk.
i used to think taht when it rained heavily it was all the dead people sitting on clouds, and were chucking buckets of water down on us
I used to believe that the weather people would always make it hotter in London that anyway else in britain because they lived there
When I was little I loved to play in the raing. Until my cousin told me that the rain was the angels peeing. I was so grossed out I wouldnt even walk to the car in the rain. I was only four.
When I was little, my friend always used to cry on cold frosty mornings. She believed that Jack Frost would break into her house at night, using the key that Santa had given him. The frost the next morning was to let you know he'd been there. Goodness knows what he did when he got into the house, or how Santa got the key!
I used to belive that rain drops were the angels tears and dog poop out in the neighborhood was left by the angels also.
When I was a little boy, probably around the age of 5-6 years, I used to believe that the northern light would come and eat me if I went out when it was visible.
i used to beleve that the sun had thin long legs and followd me wherever i went..
When I was little, I thought that weather balloons actually made the weather the way it was. I thought that the weather men on television decided what the balloons would deliver us.
When looking at the clouds and seeing them move I use to think it was the world rotating beneath.
When I was very young, I thought that God was married to Mother Nature, and that together they made weather.
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