nature

I used to believe there were more than just one moon, in fact a good amount that were stored somewhere in the sky (such as a bin) when they weren't being used. THEY ONLY COME OUT WHEN IT IS THEIR TURN!

I used to think that oil drops on wet road were rainbows drops that have fallen to earth

Me and my mates used to believe that you could make perfume by cramming rose petals into jars of malt vinegar and washing up liquid.

We would go out on night time petal-raids of all the rose bushes in the estate. Residents would wake up to a forest of balding shrubs in their front gardens. Putting them into a washing up bowl we would then mash up the fragrant mixture with lashings of sarsons and fairy liquid. If we were feeling particularly adventurous we would do it 'wine making' style and get our bare feet in on the action. We would then wash out all my mums jam jars - anything that was just over half empty would do - and ladle the fragrant mash into the jars, where it would lay forgotten and festering until the next summer. We even designed labels and talked to our school teacher about having a stall in the school fete.

My mother used to prevent me from eating types of berries that were inedible to humans by telling me that they were "bird-berries, not people-berries." I beleived until the age of fifteen that "bird-berry" was the proper name of the plant.

I used to think that stones had feelings, and hated having to stay out in the cold and get rained on. So every time my parents took me outside, I'd collect piles of rocks and only abandon one when I saw another that looked more in need of rescue.

I'm not sure why I thought this but I remember realizing that all dafodil flowers spoke Chinese to me and all I had to do was put my ear up to them and listen carefully. I remeber once I did this in the car on my way to my grandparents house for Easter and hearing the dafodil tell me secrets of the world in "Chinese" and I understood everything the dafodil told me. FYI- I am not Chinese, nor have I even spoken/learned Chinese.

When I was little, when I see clouds on the sky go in front of the sun and block the sunshine, I used to think thr sun has to give sunshine to some other countries so not only my country gets all the sunshine. When the clouds move and the sunshine comes back, I thought the sun had gone around the world giving every country some sunshines. I stopped thinking this when I learned about time differences in Geography.

My older brother told me that when it rains, god was peeing on the earth

my mom used to believe that we all lived inside the world not outside it. that we were all enclosed in sky ball.

when i was about four, i remember being at my grandparent's house eating a hamburger. and i got the brillant idea that if i planted the seseame seeds from the bun in the ground, that i would have a hamburger tree!!! however, a hanburger tree never grew....

I told my kids that the huge chimneys at the power station were cloud machines. Travelling past one day, the sky was blue and the first chimney wasn't smoking (strange coincidence?), but a few miles up the road and the sky began to cloud over. You guessed it, the second chimney was smoking. So, my little story became their belief, until I fessed up and told them the truth!

i was a bit frightened of thunderstorms when i was young. my mom told me not to be afraid because it was just the angels bowling. i used to have the most amazing visuals in my mind of angels in our local bowling alley.

Once as a child I was on a woodland walk with my Sunday school class. At one point I asked if we were going up a certain rather steep hill. The teacher said no, because that was "too steep terrain". I thought she said "too steep to rain". So for quite some time, I thought that, wherever a hillside was sufficiently steep, it never rained.

Once when I was about seven, my older sister told me that people would come out at night and,color our leaves on our trees and then drop them all on the ground.

i used to belive that when they went to the moon they could woal around the whole thing and it was like a mile around, be cause it looked so small from earth

When I was small the weather men used simple paper maps with bold lines dividing the states. I assumed these lines were represented in some way on the land as well. My picture of this was a strip of very dense forest that was full of wild and undiscovered animals. The borders between Canada, the United States and Mexico were very wild indeed because they were thicker lines on the map.