nature

We live near a man-made lake. One of the areas that used to be forest is a great fishing spot that our Dad used to take us to. The forest was flooded and there are tree trunks still protruding from the water. Our dad used to tell us that those were dead people's bones. That "they dumped dead people in the lake." I didn't want to eat the fish we caught from there even after he told me it was a joke. That man is twisted.

I used to believe that very large rocks and boulders were actually petrified dinosauer poop.

When I was little, I used to believe that the blooms of the wysteria plant were bundles of grapes.

Growing up we used to pass alot of factories. I was probably 5 when I announced to my parents...look that factory makes clouds. I saw the smoke coming out of the stacks. My parents never corrected me!!

When I was younger, my brother told be that mud puddles were actually chocolate milk! I would drink the water by the cup fulls!

My nana used to have a plant in her which for some reason or another, she said would punch us if we got too close to it. For years I believed that if I went near a this kind of plant (a leucodendron) the flower head would jump out and take a swing at me.

Just to be safe I kept a respectable distance!

this is for my mom:

When my mom was a little girl her older brother used to tell her that the mountains were after her. (This was when the family was on vaction)...to this day when she isn't paying attention i can still get her to wonder every now and then.

I used to believe that the tall red plants known as 'hot pokers' were actually burning hot and used to be too scared to touch them in case I got burnt!

I used to believe that thunder storms were actually angels bowling and crying because they weren't doing well that day. I thought the lightning came from when the bowling balls hit the pins.

I used to believe that when the weatherman talked about the "wind chill" he was saying "wind shield," and that meant they had a giant platform on the back of a semi truck that they could raise to deflect the wind away from the town.

I used to believe when my mom said it was cool outside she ment it was Cool(as in hes cool cus thatntince could be confusing)

Whenever it was foggy outside i used to think that God was cleaning his house. I thought that the fog was the dust form his house.

I used to think that when the weather man was talking about the "windchill" he was saying 'windshield" I believed that the cold weather had something to do with the cars windshield.

When I was about 5 I was terrified of getting run over by a glacier. For some reason I thought they moved about 70 miles per hour and I could get caught under one and die.

When I was little, whenever a storm came, I'd always stay inside and run around like a maniac.

One night we were going through a particularly bad storm. Tired of my antics, my grandmother told me that movement attracts lightning. So, I believed that if I moved in the slightest way, I'd get electrocuted.

Even today, more than a year after she died, I still sleep or read during a storm, and avoid getting up!

When I was a child, I thought that when it rained, God had stationed one angel to each large bucket of water. On the count of three, he gave them the go-ahead to turn them over all at the same time.