THE BIG CLOUD
When I was a child of about 8, every afternoon during the Easter holidays I used to go the river bed to play with my brothers and sisters, my mum, my uncle and my cousins. One day I saw a single large, white cloud in the sky and suddenly it started to rain. I had a brilliant idea, ' Let's run to the end of the cloud so it will stop raining!', and my brothers and cousins started to run; but my uncle shouted, 'What are you doing? The end could be in the next town!' We stopped; we could never run that far!
A childhood belief about weather
others believed things like this
- I used to believe that everytime it rain that Mrs. Cloud was crying b/c Mr. Cloud made her mad.Anon
- 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 think that your cousins are your cousins only until they're 21, then they become your aunt,or uncle!— AMILA
- I used to believe that if you poked a cloud with a really long stick rain would come out.Anon
- I used to believe that the large building/skyscrapers that made smoke were "cloud machines"Anon
- I used to think the easer bunny was a blue and white cloud guy that hid eggs.— James the Great