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when i was 5 or so i used to beleive the weather had something to do with where god was living such as thunder was when he moved his furniature rain was when he pulled the plug after a bath and lightning was him flicking the lights on and off
When I was young, I used to think that windmills in fields started the wind.
When I was around four,I used to think when it rained in my area,it rained over the WHOLE world too...
When I was about 5 I thought that the clouds were cotton candy and when I got taller I would be able to pick it and eat as much cotton candy as I wanted. My brother told me that when it rained God and Satan were fighting over rice in a pot that when God won( which he always did) Satan would cry and throw over the pot and the rice and Satan's tears would mix and make rain.
I used to believe that I could order nice weather. This was something my sisters had put inside my head, but I kept on saying things like "Don't worry, I'll order some sun" and "If only my order gets through to the weather man" until I was about 8 or 9 years old. When my oldest sister then politely told me that it was all rubbish, my mother claim I said "Oh, I wondered if he didn't like me anymore" as the weather had been very wet the past month.
When I was little, I used to think that fog was made out of cotton candy. When ever it was foggy, I used to go out and try to eat it. It always dissapointed, becuase it tasted bland. it wasn't until I was 7 that my cousin told me it was water vapor.
When I was little, and not so little, I used to think that when people were saying wind chill factor they were saying windshield factor. It made sense to me; afterall, I imagined the weathermen taking the temperature of the windshield as the wind was hitting it to determine the actual temperature outside.
I used to think that when you saw a rainbow there would be a little green leprechaun sitting there with a pot of gold, and if you tried to steal the gold he would push you into the rainbow and your body would get boils and burn to death...
I believed that when I was little that if you ate a piece of a cloud that floated down into your bowl of soup that it would taste like a marshmellow and that you'd slowly float back up in the sky
I used to believe that where the sun peeks out from the clouds was where heaven was found.
I used to think that when it rained wherever I was, it rained all over the world at the same time. I also used to think that all the tv shows were live.
I used to believe that at night, the weather slept at night. That was the only thing that got me to sleep because I was around 5 at the time and I was scared of thunderstorms at that age. I learned the truth when a thunderstorm came at night. I asked my mom why the thunderstorm was up late at night. He he.
once i asked my uncle what clouds were made of. i always asked him because i thought he was the most intelligent. up until a 2nd grade hiking trip i believed that clouds were made of cotton candy. imagine my dissappointment when i got to the top and couldn't eat the cloud.
I used to believe when driving at night through the fog, that the patches of fog were ghosts. I thought that until high school.
When I was younger, I thought that snow days when school was canceled it was so all the kids could have a good time and play outside in the snow... it did not occur to me that it was because the cars could not drive on the icey roads... heh heh...
When I was about the age of 3, I was deathly afraid of leaves. Whenever my mom took me to the supermarket I'd start shrieking and be really freaked out, because I didn't understand the blowing wind was moving the leaves, I thought they were actually alive and wanted to get me.
I used to believe that it only snowed on grass because when I woke up in the morning all the streets and sidewalks were already plowed and shoveled
Until I was a teenager, I believed that rain made worms came out of driveways.
I used to believe that every cloud was a different country
When I was 4 my brother and I used the garden hose for hours, spraying the sidewalk, trees, etc. My dad got mad at us for wasting water and since storm clouds were gathering, for some reason he told us that we had "made it rain." Until age 10 I firmly believed that spraying the water into the air had caused the clouds to form and caused the resultant rain, and I didn't completely let go of this belief until about age 15.