nature: weather

i used to believe that wind mills make the wind blow

I used to believe that to make it rain God turns on a lot of bath showers that were in the clouds. (I would even imagine God quickly turing hundreds of showers to make rain!)

When i was about 6 years old, i thought God was washing his"LEGO" town, when it was raining here.

I used to believe, as a very young girl, that clouds were made out of mashed potatoes, because they reminded me so much of my mom's mashed potatoes that were big and fluffy.

When I lived in San Francisco as a child, I asked my aunt why the fog horns blew every night and she told me they used them to blow the fog off the Golden Gate Bridge! I was able to go to sleep comforted by that thought.

I thought that when it rained God had a giant hose...

When my daughter was very young she saw a tornado on the news and was completely freaked out for days. Since we lived about as far from tornado alley as you can get, and up on a hill, I told her that tornados could not go up hills. It was just this year, while at college, that she found out differently. Oops, bad mommy!

I used to belive that when it rained god was crying because I did something bad again

I used to believe that you could tell if a tornado was coming because the wind would blow really hard, but the trees wouldn't move. I was never concerned about a tornado coming because the trees were always swaying.

my friends little brother still believes that rainbows form because god is so happy when the rain dries up that he makes colors in the sky.

I thought that if you wet the ground with a garden hose or sprinkler, it would make it rain.

I used to believe it rained every night. This was because of the early morning dew on the grass. I thought daytime rain was 'extra'.

I lived in Hong Kong my whole life and never went to anywhere cold until my family moved to Chicago in the United States. I had watched many American movies though, and that was my only exposure to snow.

So, the first time I saw snow out my window I ran outside and tried to catch the snow on my tongue like I had seen over and over in the movies. but, I was dissapointed! I had expected it to be sweet... otherwise why else catch it on your tongue?

As a little girl, I thought that all of the clouds were make of sweet icing sugar as found on top of cakes that you could eat. According to my fairytale world as a young child, Cirrus clouds were made of icing in its powder form and cumulus and stratus clouds were made of giant lumps of icing in its watery form. I was bitterly disappointed when I found out that clouds were made of nothing but trillions of tiny, tasteless water droplets.

I used to believe that clouds were god's poop and thunder was god's farts...

I used to think that clouds were solid, and that if I could find a ladder tall enough, I could go sit on top of one. I told my mom my theory, and was dissapointed to find out that it'd never work.