nature

when i was little i beilieved that it would be possible to sit on a cloud.

When I was young I used to believe that looking up at the moon will end up with the moon flying down to chop off my ears. That was what my parents & Gramma said to get me to fall asleep faster at night rather than wathing the beautiful moon through the window.

When I was about 5 and my cousin was about 6, my grandpa had convinced us that the hollow tree near our house was actually the secret entrance to a leprechaun's hideout. My cousin and I would spend hours near the tree opening looking for a leprechaun passing through.

I used to think that wherever there was a vacuum, there was no graity and wherever there was no gravity, there was a vacuum. I don't know how I explained to myself the people in space shuttles, though.

When I was really little (like, 5 or 6 maybe), I used to believe that rainbows were solid objects, and they always went all the way to the ground. I mean, come on, how else could the Care Bears slide down them otherwise? Lol.

Until I was about 7 I was terribly afraid of thunderstorms. As something to comfort me my mom told me that the angels had time off and they went bowling. When they made a strike there is a huge bang and its thunder. When lighting strikes an angel has one game and hes celebrating. I didnt like that bowling alley, they couldve gone to the one down the road, I would have liked that a lot better............

I was terrified of thunderstorms when I was little. I'm still a bit antsy about them today. My parents taught me the story of god and bowling (which apparently many people have heard). But I was also taught if you killed a spider, then it would rain..

I used to believe…

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.

From a very young age I believed that people 'worked' in stars.
I imagined a box, with windows and peddals to make it move about, with a man working inside.
This belief spawned from a picture book I used to have.

When I used to go round my friends old house she always used to tell me that her neighbours garden grass was blue. I totally believed her and I always asked her to show me it.(she never did!)
She said that you can get blue grass die from B & Q, i believed her until her mum told me it wasn't true!

I have no idea where this came from, but when I was very small, I got it into my head that thunder was a giant angry panda bear in the sky, roaring! I was terrified of it, though, strangely I have never been afraid of Panda bears...

When I was really small (about four), I asked my mum how the clouds stayed up in the sky. She told me that they were all hung up there on giant sky-hooks. I accepted this, in the trusting way that small children accept anything their parents say. The sad thing was that for years and years afterwards, it never occured to me to believe anything different! I suppose If I had actually taken the time to stop and think about it...?!

I was told as a child that thunder is caused by angels shoving furniture down the stairs, rain was caused by God taking a shower and lighting was caused by the rainwater running into God's electricity supply causing it to blow up. I forget what terminology I used though. Oh well.

My mom told me once that when it was raining the angels were actully peeing and I always ran inside when rain came cause I didn't want to be peed on by angels.
To this day I still don't like rain.

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!!!

I believe that when it rained outside it was God crying, because the world was a terrible place, and then when it stopped he was happy again