nature: thunder and lightning

One time when I was 6 and my cousin was 5, there was a storm. We were in our grandparents car and were arguing about what lightning was. I thought I was a lightbulb and my cousin thought it was a candle. Lightbulbs would make more sense then a candle, though!!

When I was young, I used to believe that thunder and lightning was when huge boulders fell out of the sky. That's why there were so many pot holes in the ground apparently.

i was told that there was a special type of lightening that seeped throught the cracks in the window and strangled you, i was terrified everytime there was a storm for years.

Like a few others here, I reasoned that thunder must be the clouds, which move so fast during a storm, running into each other. And the lightning? Sparks from the collisions, of course.

I also used to think that trees caused wind by moving their branches. I figured they all must have to agree to do it at the same time to make a strong wind.

When I was little, I used to see things during thunderstorms. There was a wavy form of a woman's face that would come towards me and get wavier as it got nearer to me. For some reason, I thought that, the wavier she got, the more angry she was and that, when the lightning struck, it gave her the power to kill me and so I would always run, for years, into my brothers' room and hide under their bed.

I remember being firmly convinced that thunder was the angels bowling, lightning was the bowling balls striking each other, and rain was God watering his garden. These were the only explanations that made sense to me back then.

I used to believe that thunder happened when God was bowling. Lightning meant he made a strike!

When I was younger, I believed that squinting in a storm would make you cross-eyed... forever.

My nan used to tell me that when it thundered and lighteninged, God was smacking Jesus's bum because he kept turning the light on and off.

i used to think that lightning during rainstorms was because god was taking pictures of us. During the real heavy thunderstorms, I would actually look up so that he could get a good shot.

When I was little I used to be terrified of thunder,so my grandmother would tell me it was my grandfather up in heaven tending his apple orchard,as his wheel barrow became too full the apples would fall into the clouds hence the sound of thunder! I always tried looking for him when I was travelling on the plane but thought he must be sleeping.

When I was in my beginning years of school, I used to think that thunder-storms was the Wicked Witch of the West coming to get me. This was right after I saw Wizard of Oz for the first time, it was also when I thought that every storm turned into a tornado.

When i was about 4 years old, i was really afraid of thunder. Around that time, my aunt had a poster of Tom Cruise in her bedroom and in order to shut me up, whenever there was a thunderstorm she used to show me the poster and tell me that the thunder was just the sounds Tom Cruise's farts.

I used to think that if you yelled during a thunderstorm (here in North Texas, we have a lot), that that would make the thunder happen. Well, if I hollered out the window during a storm, it did thunder eventually, right? Even if it was sometimes a delayed reaction. So, I would sit by my bedroom window durinf thunderstorms and yell out the window, making it thunder until my mom would come into my room and tell me to stop making all that noise.

my mother told me that thunder was the clouds bumping together and they only LOOKED like they were light and fluffy but the were really solid like dumplings.

When I was little, I believed my own little thunder storm "legend". You see, there was a dragon god, Nathan, and he guarded the skies. Thunder was him roaring, lighting was his fire, and all the wind was from his wings flapping as he flew. I never shared my 'philoshopy', it was my secret afterall. Me and my weird immagination...