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when I was young I used to think that whatever shape you saw in the clouds was something that used to live and heaven formed its shape in the sky so people could remember.
Trains ran past the Hudson River that I lived near as a boy-- they still do, in fact. I always used to think that clouds were a product of pollution-- that the trains puffed smoke and steam, which stayed up in the sky to form clouds. I asked my mum about this, and she agreed with me.
I at the time was very proud of myself-- I'd figured out a force of nature, and was thereby smarter than all of the kids in my class. When my teacher asked said class about clouds-- and what they were, I immediately raised my hand and stated my theory on cloud production.
Needless to say, I didn't believe her for the longest time, 'cos my mum told me I was right.
i used to think if you stared long enough at the sun (until it looked blue) you could kill it
A couple of weeks ago it was snowing, so me and a friend were talking about snow and then got onto the subject of grit. I think I said something like 'isn't it great how grit only falls on the roads'. That's right, I thought grit came down from the sky like rain whenever it snowed. My friend quickly caught onto this and told me about grit clouds...I happily believed him and spent most of the night looking for the grit clouds, whcih were bound to come as it was snowing.....I'm 15 years old
It often rained when I walked home from school and I would get drenched. However I wouldn't have got so wet if I hadn't beleived that the faster I walked the faster (and more) that rain fell. I would walk really slowly believing that the rain would would virtually stop. Sadly, at 21, I still catch myself slowing down if it starts to rain!
I grew up in a very rural area, so tornados were a very common thing when I was younger. In the evening, from my parents home we could see the lights in the city when it got dark outside. There was a huge car lot in the city and it had the huge lights that would
circle into the sky forming a tornado shape, so it could get peoples attention. It definitely got my attention just about every night when I would run inside my house to tell my parents a tornado was coming. At first I had them running to the windows to look outside but eventually they drove me past my " tornado " one night and proved to me, it was only lights in the sky.
My sister convinced me that rain was God's pee.
My sarcastic mum told me that 'forecast rain' meant it was raining but you couldn't see it. Whenever I heard that rain was forecast, i would tell all my friends that only I could see it because forecast rain was invisible!!!
that when the sun would shine through the clouds, and there would be sun rays, *looking all angelic* that where ever those beams were, that where angels needed to be for some reason.
When I was a kid, I think about 8. I used to believe that whenever it rains God is probably crying. Not untill I reched high school that I learned that my belief can be explained scientificaly.
I believe that it would rain when God would be having a shower or washing his clothes.
My dad used to go and shovel the driveway, and when he came back, he had lollypops. He insisted that they were "snow pops", and they fell in the wintertime. It took me a surprisingly long time to stop believing that. A part of me wishes I still did believe it.
I used to believe that it rained on all the world until one day it rained on the street across from us and not on us.
When I was younger, I thought my dad could tell the future because he would say its gonna rain tommorrow and it would. Little did I know, is that he saw the news and the weatherman....
I used to believe that, and this is true, that God and the Devil would have a card game to decide the weather...SO if it was raining the Devil had won and if it was sunny God had come up trumps! We were a big card playing family thats my only excuse!!
when i was little my mum was always saying every time there was a black sky "Ooh, look, it's black over Bill's mothers". The trouble was that my Grandad's name was Bill and I can remember once coming back from holiday on the motorway and my Mum said it again as there was a massive grey thunder-cloud in the sky. I remember thinking "God, where ever we are, she always seems to know what direction Grandad's mum's house is in!" Then one day me and my Mum and Dad were driving along in the car again and the radio presenter said "and here is todays weather, ooh, it looks a bit black over bill's mothers" i was well shocked and i thought "how does he know grandad?!"
One day in third grade, it rained, and our teacher told us to look for Roy G. Biv outside during recess. The whole time I was watching for a short man, possibly wearing a rainbow-colored 'fro wig, to peek around a corner and spy on us.
I was a dumb kid.
When I was a child I used to believe that at the end of the rainbow you could find a pot of gold and other treasures but you only could take it if it was in your field
My older sister used to beleive that when it rained, the angels in heaven were having a spitting contest
I used to think Tornadoes was when you'd see huge tomatoes attacking the town and ruining everything, what a freak.
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