I used to believe that cumulo nimbus clouds signaled an imminent invasion by UFO's, since in the movie EARTH VS. THE FLYING SAUCERS the camera looked skyward to see such clouds, which was immediately followed by said invasion.
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My fear of tornados was heighted when I learned in elementary school that there was an "eye" of the tornados. It confirmed what I had feared, you couldn't sit next to windows because they would see you.
i used to think that the weather men were soldiers in big black hats and red suits (like the ones outside buckingham palace) and they used to climb up a big ladder and poke their haed in the clouds and tell the queen what the weather was like.
they always got it wrong and i wondered how safe the queen was
i used to believe that the under toe was crack at the ocean floor like the grand canyon or valley and that it would suck you down and the close and you would die.
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When traveling, I used to believe the hills and mountains were graves for giants.
When we learned about the whole water cycle thing in class (you know evaporation/precipitation etc) i got it all mixed up. I thought if I accidentally left a glass of water out, it would evaporate and rain. I always got mad at myself when it rained cuz I thought it was myself, and I would yell at everyone who left out cups of water. I never thought about the lakes/rivers lol. I hate science
I used to think that when it rained, God was peeing on us.
When I was little there was a Juicy Fruit Gum commercial that showed a tree with gum hanging off of it and the kids in the commercial would jump up and try to pick the gum off of the tree. I planted some Juicy Fruit gum in my yard because I thought I could grow a gum tree just lie the one on the commercial!
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I thought that rain meant God was crying. When it was sunny it was because He was happy and when it was snowing it was because He wanted to decorate the world.
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When i was litttle i used to believe that if a had a long enough ladder a could touch the sky.
My 14 year old daughter believes that the North/South Poles are so named because there are actual wooden poles at both locations.........
We thought the moon was made of cheese and it was our dream to eat it
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I once thought then when it rained God was crying and when it snowed he was scratching dry skin.
When I was about 12 I saw a picture on tv of a drawing of a pot plant. Later that week I went to my uncles in the country where there is a lot of plant life. I was outside playing and I found a weed w/ 5 leaves growing out of it. I instantley thought it was pot and ran in telling him that he had better move because the people who lived there before must have plant drugs!! I told him it was everywhere. He just lokked at me and shook his head. Years later I learned it was a tiny baby maple growing.
When I was younger I used to be scared to go swimming at my cabin because the waves made the water look like jello and I thought I would be sucked in and trapped.
When I was about 5 years old and riding my tricycle on our street, I would go as fast as I could because the Moon kept following me. It didn't matter whether or not I was going up or down the street. It was still chasing me. I couldn't outrun it!
When I was a little kid, my Polish grandfather use to tell us kids to "go out and listen to the grass grow" and we always did. Put our little ears to the ground and tried to hear the grass growing...but of course, we never could. It wasn't until I grew older that my mother told us that was a way for him to have us go outside.
When telephone lines were first strung across the landscape of Iowa, my mother believed that the wonderously tall poles had been manufactured from hundreds of small sticks of wood. When she was grown and moved to the Pacific Northwest, she was amazed to learn that there were trees so tall you could make a telephone pole from just one.
I used to believe flowers were alive and had feelings. So when I was about 3 or 4 I would sit in the garden and talk to the periwinkles. I would just chat with them to make them think I was their friend and when they were lulled into a false sense of security I would eat them
We lived in Florida and when traveling north we would see lots of spanish moss hanging from trees. My brothers would tell me that the moss was alive and if you didn't move fast enough it would reach down and grab you and carry you away and eat you. The only thing that could save you was you had to spit on it. And since it took alot of spit you had to knit extra spit in your stomach so you would have a stockpile in case you were attacked. So that was what I did on long car rides. I never questioned how you could knit inside your stomach but i certainly wanted to be ready so if anyone asked what I was doing I said I was knitting up spit.