nature

I used to believe that when the weatherman announced that there was a 30% chance of rain, it meant that it was going to rain 30% of the day. It always seemed to be raining during the summers of my youth.

i used to believe tornados were ginormous tomatoes that came and ate you

i used to believe that wishing on a lonely shining star comes true

I used to believe the smoke stacks at a local paper factory were cloud makers.

I used to believe that wells fill up by the rain drops falling from the sky.

I also thought that why it rains mostly at weekends is because there are so many people washing clothes in the weekend and while the clothes are on the clothesline the water evaporates to the sky and when the clouds are full of water, it rains.

I used to be convinced that rain happened when God was taking a shower; snow happened when God had dandruff; lightning was when the lightbulbs in God's house burned out, and the following thunder was when God got angry because the lights had gone out and then growled (or something like that) at them.

I used to believe that when it rained, GOD was peeing, and when it thundered, GOD was angry.

When I grew up my neighbour believed that the echo was the military behind the mounten !

I used to believe that it was possible for the Earth to turn upside down and we would all fall into the sky if we didn't grab onto something quickly.

I used to think that the clouds moving makes wind.

This is actually my dad's belief. My grandma has always kept a garden and when my dad was little, he thought that the hibiscus flowers were actually called hot biscuits!

I thought all the stars in the sky were the angels watching over us.

I used to think that the northern star that led the wise men to baby Jesus was still around and came out in December around Christmas time. I kept asking my aunt once if it still was out there, and pointed to a particularly bright star asking if it was that star.

I once wanted to plant a garden, and I thought that all I had to do, was pick flowers off the bushes outside our apartments (I wanted a garden of these flowers) and stick their stems in the ground and water them and they'd grow. Our upstairs neighbors passed by and asked what I was doing, I said planting flowers and asked them to tell me if they saw them growing.

I used to really believe that if you blew all of the seeds off of a dandelion in one breath that you could have any wish you wanted. I figured out that it wasnt true when I destroyed every dandelion in our yard wishing that my grandpa would come back to life. :( Obvously I didn't get my wish. Stupid dandelions.

I used to belive that the northern lights were angles dancing across the sky and that if you laid on your back in a open feild and whistled up at them they would come down and pick you up. To this day i still belive that.