nature

Quote from my dad: "If it rains while the sun is shining it means the devil is beating his wife behind the door". I *still* don't know what it means.

My sister used to believe that different parts of the world were god's body - eg Italy was his shoe and New Zealand (where we lived) was his finger. On top of that, the white row of bricks down the street from us were his teeth.

I used to believe…

that when it thunder'd it was angels rolling barrels around heaven.

I use to (and still do) believe that somewhere in the universe there is another planet exactly like ours and if we ever made an expedition there we would think that we went in a big circle because the person that looked just like us would have taken an expedition back to earth so no one would notice that we were still gone.

When I was about five, I thought the moon was following me, because no matter how far I walked, it was always right there, over my shoulder.

i used to think when it is raining, God is urinating. When it's snowing, God's pooping.

When I was a sprog, I used to think that Rainbows were painted in the sky by magic fairies

I used to think that when the sun went down, it went underground and it would create volcanoes while under there. Then it would come out of the ground the next day.

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.

My parents used to tell me and my sister that broccoli was baby trees. So we would think, "Wow, we're eating trees! Just like giraffes!" and would eat all the tops and leave the stems on the sides of our plates. Hey, at least we ate some of it.

And although we never believed it, we still refer to cauliflower as "albino rabbit brains."

i used to think that lightning during rainstorms was because god was taking pictures of us. During the real heavy thunderstorms, I would actually look up so that he could get a good shot.

I used to think that if I poured water on the grass compost heap in the back yard then covered it with more grass, 10 minutes later there would be cotton balls under the fresh grass. I recall doing this once and having it work - or maybe this was a dream.

I used to believe that all the stars in the sky were little living things called diggits. I gave them this name because whenever they appeared I would always hear this diggit noise. This was of course only the crickets, but at 6 years old I could know no better. Anyway, I made up a whole history about the digits and how they followed their leader, the king diggit, the moon.

My dad used to tell me and my sisters that there was a giant plughole in the harbour, and that there was no water there at certain times of day because someone had pulled the plug out. ...For years I looked for that plug every time we drove past!

I was told that if I ever drank puddle water from the driveway I would get polio and have to live in an iron lung.

my babysitter had lots of potted plants with fuzzy leaves which were irresistable to my grubby little fingers. she told me that rubbing the fuzzy leaves would give me cancer. i don't touch fuzzy leaves anymore.