thunder and lightning
my mother told my sister and I that if you played with balloons in the kitchen when she was cooking they would create static electricity and attract a thunder storm and you would get struck by lightening. especially if you made them make that squeaky sound she hated.
When i was little i used to think that when it was thundering and lightning it was all the dead Man United and dead Liverpool players having a game of football. Everytime there was thunder, Liverpool had scored and everytime there was lightning, Man United had scored.
I use to believe that thunder was created by 2 clouds bumping into one another. Mom told me this and she still believes it.
When I was little, my mom told me thunder was the sound of the clouds bumping heads. Every time thunder struck, I'd say "Ow, Mommy! Those poor clouds are gonna have migrates!"
When I was little my dad told me when ever it thundered it was my Grandma bowling a strike.
I used to believe that there was an old alien man riding a bicycle hooked up to a power generator in our laundry room. Of course, being an old alien, he was afraid of thunderstorms, so he sometimes stopped riding his bicycle and hid under our laundry during thunderstorms and the power would go out. I used to try to sneak him food through various cracks in the drywall. And I felt bad for him that he was riding his bike so much... Because it seemed like awful hard work. But, then I reasoned that he didn't need to ride his bike to give us power at night or while we were at school, and so he got a bunch of breaks, then.
i used to believe that thunder looked a lot like an orange towel. once i was sitting in the backseat of the car and we were driving along the water and the lightning hit the water and my mom pointed out over the ocean and told me: "look, did you see the thunder?" and i looked but all i could see was a big orange towel someone left behind on the beach below us.
Being the highly intelluctual child that I was, I always knew that lightning was NOT flashes of fire from the sky, but were bright yellow yo-yos.
Thunder was when the yo-yos broke.
My brother and I used to get up and stand on the table in front of the window when thunder & lightning struck outside. We would wait for seconds even minutes to strike the correct pose before God took a photo of us.
I used to believe that lightning was actually God taking a photograph of me, so whenever it rained and there was thunder and lighting, there I would be, smiling from ear to ear - to give God a good picture of me. Today, I have got the worst eyesight in the family!
Thunder was the sound of clouds crashing together, and the rain would pour out of the holes in the clouds produced by the crash.
My mother told us, and I still believe this by the way, that if you make loud noises during a thunder storm, the thunder will get louder and louder. So, when we were little, depending on our mood we'd either be VERY quiet, or be as noisy as possible.
When i was little, my dad would tell me that when it thundered that my grandma had just bowled a strike in a game of bowling with the angels! :) He told me that she loved bowling when she was alive and that it thundered so much cuz when she played she was wicked good!
As a 7 or 8 year old, I knew that water was a good conductor of electricity. I also knew that lightening was a deadly electrical source. Therefore, in my mind (was it told to me?), it was a big no-no to go pee in the toilet during an electrical storm because in some way the lightening could make its way up through the toilet through the water and then by extention . . . . I think you get the idea. During many a storm I found myself holding on until after the storm was over until I thought it was safe to go to the bathroom!
when i was around the age of 7 my whole family ( my mom, dad, sister, and I) whent to an amusment park where there were 2 roller coasters that raced eachother called lightning and thunder. i convinced my self that when a storm took place it was the roller coasters. and to make it even stranger i thought i could hear them from the park wich was miles away!
I used to beleive that Lightening was the angels fliping the light switch on and off, and the Thunder was God yelling at them not too, like my Dad did to me.
When I was younger, my grandparents told me that when you hear thunder, it's because the Angels in heaven are bowling. So, after my aunt died, I always thought she was bowling when a there was a thunderstorm. It's a cute story that I will surely pass down to my children.
When I was very young, I thought that the sound of thunder came from God driving on the tops of the clouds. I still have a mental image of the classic bearded and robed God at the controls of a Model T, bouncing on the puffy cloud tops.
My Mom told me that if it thundered when the sun was out it meant the devil was beating his wife and if I stood behind a door I could hear him. I stood behind many a door but never heard the devil. I always wondered why anyone would marry the devil in the first place.
I used to believe that lighting and thunder in the sky meant God was angry. I thought the rain falling was God crying. I also believed that the moon was God's eye watching us and the stars were all the people in heaven and a shooting star was someone going to heaven. My mom always told me that when it thundered, the angels were moving furniture around and that's why it is so loud.