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Up until middle school, whenever someone said "Wind Chill Factor" I thought it was wind shield factor, until one winter I wanted to go outside and play in the snow, and someone told me "but the wind chill factor is 3 degrees" and I said "Don't worry, we won't go near the wind shield".
Whenever I saw jets pass by, I noticed that they left a trial of white stuff behind it. I figured that the sky must be low on clouds and Jesus was flying around to make more. Whenever a jet passed over, I would run out of the house to see Jesus fly by.
when i was a child, i used to believe the clouds were made out of cotton.
i used to think that their was a specific set of clouds that would go over my town and when their werent couds they were sleeping in the forest at the edge of town
I always thought there was some guy on a tall ladder watering the clouds.
I used to believe there was one set of clouds that went around the world.
that I was so greedy, After Thunderstorms and I could see a rainbow, that I would run to the nearest end of the rainbow to find the pot of gold.
Rain is the tears of Allah.
I used to think (because I was told by my dad) that when it rains while the sun is shining, the devil is whipping his wife.
I used to believe that when it rained, it actually was raining all over the world, when it was day it was all over the world and the same at night.
I also had figured out how raindrops were formed! God had this really huge bucket which had tiny holes at the bottom so when he wanted to rain he would simply take the bucket, fill it with water and hold it over the world!
Also, in the song "sweet dreams" by Eurythmics, i was hearing "sweet dreams are made of cheese" which i found very strange because cheese is not sweet.
I used to believe that in winter, we didn't have any clouds i nthe sky so much of the time because if we had clouds, it would cover up the sun and we would be even MORE cold than we should be and would die.
when i was little i used to believe that when it rained it was because God punished the clouds and they cried.
When I was younger, my mom has dumped out some of those flat marbles that you put in fish tanks to make it look pretty in the backyard. A few years later I was playing back there and I found one. It had been hailing earilier that day, and I thought it was a colored hailstone that hadn't melted yet. I stuck it in the freezer.
A few days later, it was gone.
I thought my cat ate it.
A couple of weeks ago it was snowing, so me and a friend were talking about snow and then got onto the subject of grit. I think I said something like 'isn't it great how grit only falls on the roads'. That's right, I thought grit came down from the sky like rain whenever it snowed. My friend quickly caught onto this and told me about grit clouds...I happily believed him and spent most of the night looking for the grit clouds, whcih were bound to come as it was snowing.....I'm 15 years old
When I was little, whenever the clouds covered the sun, I used to think that it was because the sun had to shine else where in the world or else it wouldn't be fair if my house had all the sunshine.
i used to believe rain was the sky crying
My friend used to believe that snowflakes were very big - only slightly smaller than dinner plates. He is from Florida but now attends college with me in the Midwest. He thought the little white specks, as seen in movies, were merely small ice crystals, not real snowflakes. Only during a recent snowstorm did he figure out the truth.
He is a very bright engineering student and is eighteen years old.
As a child I witnessed a strange phenomenon called a ' mother of pearl sky' which is only seen something like once in every 100 years. It's a bit like the northern lights except you can see it in every colour of the rainbow.
I thought that the weather had been so windy that the sides of a rainbow had been split open and the colours had been spilt everywhere like paint.
When I was around the age of 4 When it used to rain really heavily I thought God was crying. So every night it rained I would pray and tell him "everythings going to be okay" -- Bless.
That I could control the wind by talking to it sweetly. When the breeze failed to come on my request I put it down to the wind being temprimental (like me).