I used to believe I could become a cloud-maker.
A childhood belief about work
others believed things like this
- i used to think the pulp mill was a cloud maker and later i thought it was a cheezie maker— boo
- when i was young i thought god was a cloud, big white fluffy cloud floating around with 2 eyes and a smile. — kerrie
- I used to believe that everytime it rain that Mrs. Cloud was crying b/c Mr. Cloud made her mad.Anon
- when i was little, i think the cloud followedme when i was in a car— broorb
- i used to think that farts came out as a little orange cloud.— mh
- I used to believe that fog occurs when someone shoots a cloud with a gun.Anon