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My parents told me during thunderstorms that all the noise was Fred Flintstone bowling. It always made me feel better!
When i was little i was watching a storm out of the window. When my mum asked what i was doing i said of the lightning that God was taking photos of me.
I used to believe that the sound of thunder was clouds bumping into each other.
When I was little I was so afraid of storms. I remember everytime it would start thundering I would run to my room and grab my special blankie and suck my thumb. When I turned about ten my mom told me that if kids my age were afraid of storms then that meant that they were more likely to get struck by lightening. This scared me so much that I permanently carried around my blanket as I thought that when I had it I wasnt afraid anymore. Well, lets say that my fear of storms wasn't just a small fear it was deeprooted as Id been in a terrible tornado when young.
As I was scared of thunder storms I was led to belive by my Mum that it was only God moving his furniture around. When it didn't stop he obviously hadn't made is mind up and was moving it again.
My mother firmly embedded in my head that when you hear thunder, it's actually God talking. I had no idea how she could understand Him and I couldn't.
As a very small child one day, I was playing at being 'fairy thunder drop' this involved spinning round rapidly and singing about thunder and so forth. Shortly afterwards, a thunder storm started and I was absolutely convinced i had caused it. i cried for hurs ad never played 'fairy thunder drop' again
I used to belive (thanks to having an older brother) that if you heard the ceiling creaking when upstairs that it was the footsteps of ghosts in the loft. He also told me that if you see fork lightning during a thunder storm it releases ghosts and spirits which saw you looking and they will find you...what a gullable little sister I was!
When I was little when there was lightning I thought that God was taking a picture of us.
when i was little and was afraid of thunder, my mother told me not to worry --- it was just God moving his furniture.
When I was very young, I asked my mother what thunder was, and to this day (I'm 38) I still picture this when it thunders:
"It's God playing with his marbles."
When I was a kid I thought that when there was a thunderstorm the angels were playing a game of Family Feud in two teams of four up in heaven. God was hosting that game. I thought that whenever a contestant gave an answer that was not on the board and was a strike was when a lightning strike actually happened. I also assumed that the sound of thunder was the sound of the audience either booing to for an answer that was a strike or cheering for the family for winning the round. Rain came from the tears from the family of angels who were beaten.
I thought thunder was a cloud falling down on the roof.
As I used to be very scared of thunder and lightning when I was little, my mum told me it was God moving his furniture around. If a particularly loud rumble of thunder occured I said it sounded like a wardrobe. If a loud clap of thunder was heard I said it sounded like he dropped it.
I used to believe thunder was the sound of two clouds colliding.
when i was younger my granny told me thunder was god moving his furniture around!
When I was little, I was afraid of thunder and lightning, cause I used to believe that during a thunderstorm, God and the devil were in a fight; God being the lightning, the devil being the thunder. I would picture God zapping the devil with the lightning and the devil getting real mad and throw a temper tantrum and that would cause the thunder.
I used to believe that thunder was when the sky belched really loundly. During storms, I thought the sky was being needlessly rude, and sometimes was so offended that I would run to mom to "tell on" the sky. She thought it was funny.
My Mum & Dad always told me when it was thundering & lighting that it was God having his coal delivered & he was turning the light on in the coal cellar. Well i went along with this till one day when i was about 6 we was all out in the car in a storm & it got hit by lighting to which i turned to my Dad and said" Dad tell God we dont wont no f--king coal" the next thing i can remember is this pain in the back of my head as my Dads very large hand connected to my head. . (that was the first & last time i used the F word till i left home) LOL
My older sister told me during a rainstorm that thunder was just the angels blowing their noses.
I'm 40, and to this day I've never been afraid of thunder.