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When I was about 5 or 6 my friend told me that if the weatherman said that there was a tornado, you had to be extra quiet because if you talk too loudly, the tornado would hear you and come after you and suck you up into the clouds. The only way to protect yourself was to fight the tornado (yes, punching and kicking) off and hope you win and scare it away.
We were what you call "special."
air would soon finish in the world then humanity would be in trouble but only I knew this and I didn't want to panic the entire planet so I secretly tried to think of ways to save air only I would use.
In Russia we had a lot of training for 'incase a powerplant explodes and released toxic gases'. And I kept hearing these stories about it...
People were telling me things like "When the powerplant explodes we would all have to wear the gasmasks, even when we sleep, and even eat wearing them".
This eventually made me belive that there is only one powerplant on earth which one day WILL explode... like it is unavoidable and it will explode, people are just basically waiting for the unavoidable disaster to happen ( just like a meteor strike)
And I belived that when it explodes, the gases would ALMOST INSTANTLY fill the ENTIRE EARTH and we would have to live with gasmasks for the REST OF MANKND. xD
Once in second grade, (I thought) a teacher told me "If you don't throw your trash away in the trash can, the world will stop spinning." I certainly didn't want that to happen! Her scare tactic worked good. At 24, I still make sure my trash gets thrown away properly.
My parents had a science background, and gave us lots of kiddie science books, so I knew pretty well how the world worked. However, I was scared of things that really COULD happen but didn't understand they were unlikely. For example, when mom would take us to see kid's plays at the local performing arts complex, I was convinced that the platform in the ceiling where the huge speakers and stage lights were was going to fall and flatten us. I was also convinced that when we drove through a canyon on the way to go camping that a huge rock would fall from above and crush our car (I was not scared of a flood or landslide, both of which happen in canyons, but just a huge random boulder).
Growing up in the Midwest - there were frequent tornado warnings.
For those of you who are not familiar with tornados, it is recommended that you open windows to help equalize the air pressure in your home to keep it from exploding.
I would go behind my father and close the windows because I thought the tornado would push thru the screens as little tornados then re-form into the large tornado in our house!
When I was young, I thought every time there was a thunder storm, there was automatically a tornado. I used to grab all of my favorite stuffed animals and my pillow and go sleep in the basement every time it rained, and I would get upset with my parents for not letting me bring my dog in the basement. When I would wake up, I was astonished to see the roof still on the house. After this happened about 10 times, I finally realized there wasn't always going to be a tornado.
When I was little, I used to think that during an earthquake, the reason the bed would shake was because my sister was messing with me. I would yell to my parents to come and get my sister out from under my bed.
When I was little, whenever I would see a tornado siren, I thought they were after me and try to eat me. Sometimes when I was in bed about to go to sleep, I thought that they would sometimes come to my window and start talking to me and sometimes I would talk back and we would have conversations.
When I was about four my father gave me an "Indian" headdress with turkey feathers in it. I put it on the next day and I was jumping up and down and stomping and yelling in the living room. Mother asked me, "What are you doing? A rain dance?" So I said yes and kept running around and hollering and making all kinds of noise until I was really tired. Sure enough, it rained. It rained and rained and the river came up and flooded part of a nearby town, doing millions of dollars' worth of damage. I thought it was my fault, and for the next several months I hid whenever I saw a police officer. I was positive they knew who caused the flood and they were coming to get me.
I used to belief that a hurricane was a giant crab that emerged from the sea (from time to time) and ate people.
When I was in PreSchool we got the "Stop, Drop & Roll" lesson. I wasn't paying attention and for the longest time I thought this meant that if there was a fire at all I had to "Srop, Drop & Roll." I coudln't figure out why we shouldn't try to get away or to get help. I thought I had to roll on it to put it out.
i used to believe tornados were ginormous tomatoes that came and ate you
I used to think that hurricanes form when the little gusts of wind that make leaves swirl in circles all got joined together.
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'm a big Wizard Of Oz fan. And when I was little I used to believe that if you were outside during a tornado (even though Dorothy was inside) it would suck you up into OZ.
i use to believe that when it would be very hott there would be an earthquake!!
I grew up in the Midwest, so every summer we wound up sitting under the basement stairs at least once due to a tornado watch or warning. I didn't have the slightest clue what a tornado was--I had heard the word and seen news footage of the wreckage they left behind, but I had never actually seen footage of a tornado. My five-year-old reasoning went something like this: "'tornado' sounds like 'tomato,' so it's probably something red and roundish... but it must also be big, and capable of destroying buildings." So, what's large, red, round, and has a tendency to smash through walls? The Kool-Aid mascot, of course! Every time I sat under those basement steps, I imagined a more massive version of the Kool-Aid mascot, stomping through town and booming, "Ohhh, yeeeah!" as he decimated trailer parks.
Despite the havoc he wreaked, I had no qualms about drinking his product.
When I was like four I had this CD about dinosaurs and it had this game in which you had to save the dinosaurs from being hit by the comet. I was terrified of that game after I ran out of time on it and I became firmly convinced that a comet was going to hit the Earth in this day and age. I kept telling my parents we were running out of time and stuff. And then my mom saw a real comet (I think it was Hale Bopp) and told me to come look at the comet. I didn't want to but my parents wouldn't stop bugging me to. I was terrified to death of that thing and was SURE it was going to crash into Earth. After that I got over my fears though.
I used to think that when there was an Earthquake, the ground would always split open, so when the earth was shaking, it was just the earth growling.