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I used to think I could make the wind blow, I would step outside and raise my hands and Whooossh I made it blow =]
I used to think that clouds were made out of snow. In the summer I would stare at the "snow" up in the sky and wish that it would fall down.
people say that the seasons are people and when one ended they would go to sleep untill there next turn,well i STILL belive that i am the season autumn!,all my freinds call me "the autumn prince"
I used to live in fl, and for years i was so confused my our weather man, on the account he would give the weather report on Miami, manily bcaz i had a friend who called her gma memaw lol i thought everyone had an ami like a gma nickame.so i always was like why do we care how the weather is there !!! yea,,, sad but verry true
I used to think that when it rained it was due to all the people in heaven crying. And I used to think... 'they are already in heaven, shouldn't they be having a good time?'
When I was about 7 one night at a school holiday camp on the beach I could see the edges of all the clouds over the water glowing. The older kids told me it was the sign of a tidal wave coming. I got really scared and ran and told one of the camp leaders about it. It was just the full moon lighting up the clouds.
When I was little i use to HATE storms so my dad made me believe that when a storm was coming i should clean the whole house and the storm would go away. Suprisingly it did sometimes! haha.
I used to believe clouds were formed by jets and their exhaust.
I used to believe that the wind was from the earth turning.
When i was about 6 or 7 I remember asking my dad what the wheather will be like " is it going to be sunny or rainy?" He'd look up at the sky & then give me an answer, which was usually right.
For years i thought he was magical or something.
It took years for me to realise he just watched the weather report! :-0
When my mom was little her dad was telling her about tornadoes. Apprently my mom didn't know what a tornado was. She actually believed a tornado was a bird. She asked her dad that if a tornado came through the window, could she shoot it? He laughed and said that she could. but it wouldn't help any.
I used to believe that thunder and lightning was caused not by the discharge of electicity from the clouds to the ground, but rather it was caused by dragons fighting
When I was little, I used to believe... When the sky turned pink, the "lady" clouds were putting on makeup and the "boy" clouds were getting ready. The pink in the sky was created by the pink blush that the lady clouds were putting on. They were getting ready to go to the ball.
I used to believe that rain was actually the tears of Angels crying...
and I always wondered what made all the Angels cry at the same time.
when i was little i told my brother that when it rained it was gods toilet overflowing
When I was little, I thought I could controll the sun and the clouds. Thus, whenever the clouds covered up the sun, it was my responsibility to move the clouds past the sun. So, by staring at the clouded sun (not directly at the sun), I would concentrate really hard, urging the clouds to pass. Of course, it worked, and I believed that I had magical powers regardless of how the clouds move on their own accord.
When i was about 8 my neighbor told me that if you lifted your arms up from your sides and made them touch above your head and bring them back down multiple times it would make rain not fall where you were standing it had some magical power that would stop the rain from falling in your spot.
When I was 4 or 5 I used to think that the wind came from trees, that somehow, the trees were moving and fanning the earth... My mom had to explain that it was the other way around.
When patches of fog would form in the hills of eastern PA, my dad would tell me that the rabbits were having carrot roasts and the patches of fog in the trees was the smoke from their fires. I believed that until I was almost a teenager.
I used to believe that the Earth had a finite number of clouds. In other words, I thought that rainclouds just drifted around from one place to another, carried by the wind. When it stopped raining, that meant that the rainclouds had just blown somewhere else. I still remember the day I was watching a little cloud alone in the sky and it melted away, and I thought, "Where did it go? What a minute...clouds disappear?!"