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I remember my mother standing on the porch saying "By the looks of those clouds, a tornado may coming." I waited for tomatoes to come down like rain.
When I was a kid and we had a warning on TV about an "isolated" tornado, I thought it was a tornado made out of ice so I'd go to bed with my gloves and coat on in case the "ice-olated" tornado hit.
I used to think that tornados were made when God farted.
I'm not sure where this thought originated--if I misconstrued something someone said, or if my cousin babysitter hinted at it. I used to believe that tornadoes were huge, muscled black men with sleeveless white t-shirts and khaki-colored pants that were either rolled or cuffed to their knees. Whenever our part of the country experienced tornado weather, I thought these men were responsible for carrying our houses and cars away. Thankfully, I am grown and ashamed of this childish visual.
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 6 years old I was afraid of the "eye of the hurricane" passing over us because I thought it was a real eye.
When I was about 8,a tornado hit my house so we had to go live with my grandmother for a few months while our house got re-built and the reporters came over to interview us. I was mad about having to move, but I was most upset about the fact that the whole time, I thought the tornado was just a really angry man that just got so angry he spun around really fast until he would spin so fast he sucked things up. There is actually a quote of me in the newspaper that says I thought the tornado was an angry man...and my whole family made fun of me.
I had a recurring dream that an earthquake hit Phoenix and the ground cracked open sucking my grandpa into some great abyss. I always thought I was psychic and that dream was true, and any time a plane would fly overhead and shake the house a little, I would grab my grandpa's hand to "save" him from being sucked down into the middle of the earth.
When the Northridge earthquake happened in '94 in California, afterwards when I was in my parents bed for the rest of the morning (cause I was really scared of the aftershocks and was tramatized lol), the aftershocks would happen and my mom would cough cause she had a cold at the time. Whenever my mom would cough after the aftershocks would happened, I was afraid that if she coughed again that would set off the aftershocks again.
I used to believe (when I was little) that when there was a dark sky early (like at 6 p.m.) there was a storm coming with tornados, so I put all my Hot Wheel cars in a bucket and then I put the bucket on our porch, thinking it would make our house not be able to get knocked down. lol
when i was little theres was a tornado in our town.... it was zig-zaging all over my mom said "wow that tornado has a mind of its own....so i always thought there was like alittle brain the the center controling its every turn and decided wic houses to take out
After I first saw those gruesomely fascinating pictures of ancient people (but who looked like us) caught in the eruption of Vesuvius in Pompeii, I thought that lava was a magical substance that could immediately turn you to stone just by touching your toe.
I used to believe that when there was a tornado watch, you were supposed to sit down and watch the tornado.
When I was little my Father told me that one day the sun would grow really, really big and then get really, really small and disappear and then that would mean the end of the earth. Every day after that I watched the sun rise and set. At noon the sun would be so small! I thought I was witnessing the end of the world and wondered why no one else was as upset as I was! I didn't get much sleep at night back then.
I used to believe earthquakes were caused by another planet striking ours. I lived in terror that we would be crushed one day by that other planet.
i used to be soo scared of natural disasters!! i used to lie awake at night just waiting for a hurricane or a tidal wave to come and get me.
When I was about 3 i was over at my neighbor's a lot because they were friends with my mom...one day i was over there and my friend Chrissy who was about 10 years older than me said, "We have to get you home...there might be a tornado coming.." I didnt know what a tornado was so in my mind i thought of a word that sounded like tornado and i came up with Potato, so for a long time when it was windy outside I would stand there waiting to see a Big Potato on a Bicycle coming around the corner and chasing us until we got inside...haha
when i was little i thought that if i littered somewhere in the world there was going to be a tornado.. i thought this because my cousin told me that..
Alright...so when I was little, I must have had tornados mixedup with TOMATOES. So everytime there was supposedly tornadoes, I envisioned giant tomatoes with big shoes coming and stomping all the houses.
When I was in elementary school, I thought that tornados came out of storm drains. I walked to school in the middle of the street so that the tornados wouldn't suck me down into the storm drains. This was especially weird since I grew up in California, and we don't have tornados. I guess I watched The Wizard of Oz too much.