weather

My boyfriend used to think that it couldn't be windy unless it was cloudy- because of all the kids books where the clouds have little faces and are blowing leaves off trees etc.!

Ellie

the scientific mind i was ...the rain falling in drops got me thinking. i figured out the solution though..gods must have a sheet with holes laid, over which they poured water in buckets...ths the rain for you.

aks

When I was younger I believed that the weatherman actually decided what the weather was going to be. I couldn't understand why he didn't make it sunny all day and then rain all night!

Clare - UK

I used to believe that it rained when God was upset and that all the birds lived together in one big house.

Rozy

once my sister told me that for ever sweet wrapper or any kind of litter i dropped on the floor, a third world country would get that little bit hotter.
i felt so guilty and got stressed when my friends dropped litter.
god knows what posessed my sister to tell me this.

Laura Lee

When I was little, I used to believe that God had a laboratory in heaven where he controlled the weather. He would concoct different potions that would make different types of weather--rain, snow, sun, wind, etc.--and he would just pour them onto earth, and that was how weather was created. I used to believe he spent all day in the lab just creating weather.

Nicola

I believed that if the clouds stopped moving we would all fall off the earth. I used to lay on my bunkbed watching to make sure they were still going past and imagining how much it would hurt if I fell onto my ceiling.....

Amy

When I was little, when I see clouds on the sky go in front of the sun and block the sunshine, I used to think thr sun has to give sunshine to some other countries so not only my country gets all the sunshine. When the clouds move and the sunshine comes back, I thought the sun had gone around the world giving every country some sunshines. I stopped thinking this when I learned about time differences in Geography.

Annie Lo

My older brother told me that when it rains, god was peeing on the earth

Anon

When I was young, I believed that the dark clouds brought the nighttime darkness. I would run in on a cloudy day, and say, is it time to go to bed mummy.

UKsonia

When I was 6, my family moved from New York City to the suburbs in Florida. In NYC the sky is usually gray or smoggy so it was the first time I had seen blue skies and clouds. I used to try to lay in the grass and look for shapes in the clouds but I never could stay long enough to find anything because I was absolutely terrified that the clouds would fall on me. I was still uneasy even after I learned that clouds are weightless water vapor.

Jenny D

My brother, when he was little, was CONVINCED that 1) if the sun was out, it was warm, and 2) it wasn't winter unless there was snow on the ground.
This led to some very frustrating attempts on my mother's part to forse a parka on him on certain sunny december days!

Chris

I used to think that the weather changed on what God was feeling. If it was sunny, God was happy. If rainy, he was sad. If there was lightning, he was angry. I wondered how the weather men predicted how God felt!

Bradley

I used to believe that when it rained god was crying, and when it thundered he was rolling over in bed, and when there was an earthquake the dead people were rolling over in their graves!

Tarn

The Sky is Dirty

When I was very small, we lived in southern California, where it never rains in the summer - just months and months of cloudless, blue skies. The interval between spring and fall rains was long enough that a 3-year old might not have developed enough memory retention yet to recall last time it rained.

So, one day when I was just about 3 or so, I awakened to a dark grey sky. It was cold, which felt strange and uncomfortable. My mom dressed me in a little sweatshirt she retrieved from the cedar chest. I did not remember the shirt; yet I knew it was "mine". It was strangely familiar despite the weird smell from being stored away with moth balls. It was also too small, and mom had to tug pretty hard to get it over my head.

I looked out the window, scowling at the dark grey sky and gumbled, "The sky is dirty!" My mom glanced at me and remarked absently the sky was just cloudy. I didn't get the concept, which left me feeling puzzled and even more grumpy.

Later, I conferred with my best friend about the ugly dirty sky situation. We decided to do something about it. We ran into the house and dragged a high chair and a tall stool out into the yard. We thought climbing on top of the high chairs would put us up plenty high enough for what we needed to do.

My mom looked out the window and saw us on our perches, stretching up and waving dish towels at the sky. Puzzled, she came out and asked what we were doing. We informed her that the sky was dirty and we were going to clean it up! "Ah", she said, and disappeared back into the house where she cracked up with secret laughter. Alas, even the high chair didn't put us up high enough and the sky remained dirty! Later, when it started to rain, I was just amazed to see water falling from the sky. Will wonders never cease?

Teelbee

I used to believe that when it rained, god was sad about something ans was crying. when i was about 7 i remember it raining really hard so i went outside and was running around mindlessly screaming "whats the matter?!?!?! whats the matter?!?!?!!" . thats all i remember but i was told that it started hailing and i was knocked out with a huge hailstone.thats probly why i woke up in hospital:)

teneille!!!!!:)¿?

I used to think that if you stared real hard at the wind, you could see the angels.

Bradon