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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?!"
When i was little i believed that the loud wind you heard was a big monster coming to eat us all! So when i heard that i would run to the house. 2 years ago i figured out that that wasn't true. And I'm 15!
one i was a child i used to belive that sun shine just in my contrey.
When I was young I used to believe that the weather-man from tv talked to God and that's how he knew how the weather was going to be the next day.
We were driving to Florida for Christmas, and I knew it was warm there. I thought there was an actual line where the snow stopped, and the sun and grass began. I was very disappointed to see that it got warmer gradually as we drove South.
i use to think that clouds were made from active volcanoes
I used to think that I controlled the strength of the wind outside according to the strength of my breath, and that if I would breath or blow really hard, it would get windier...it worked I tell you!
When i was little i used to believe that i could suck up a tornado in a vaccuum if it came in my house.
When I was in kindergarten our teacher was trying to explain that there are four seasons in each year, each three months long and starting on a set date, such as winter starting on December 21st. The thing is, this was in the Canadian prairies, which are hellishly cold, even for Canada, and I remember getting into a huge argument with the teacher because in reality, winter (at the least) started in mid-October and went until early April. I remember trying to argue that if October was really in the fall, why did we have to wear parkas over our Halloween costumes?