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When I was quite young I knew there were two kinds of snow: white and black. I didn't know where the black snow came from but I knew where to find it -- alongside the road. One day I said to myself (because I also thought I had to explain my actions by thinking out loud, like on TV) that I was already familiar with the taste of white snow but not black snow. So I scooped up a handful and put it in my mouth. Needless to say, it tasted just awful and I never did that again!
My daughter told me that she thought the falling snow was caused when the clouds got cold and krinkled up and fell to earth. (this is in fact fairly accurate!)
When I was very young I used to think that the rays of sunshine that came through the clouds was God touching the earth.
Needless to say now I'm an athiest.
Well, I used to believe that it was raining because God was irrigating his flowers, which were dibbled on the clouds. When the sky was clear, the God's garden had just mooved to an other place :-)
This is actually my little brother`s belief: When it was raining outside, he thought it was God who took a piss :D. And when it was windy, he thought God was using a vacuumcleaner, and cleaned heaven!
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I used to believe that snow on the ground was clouds that were too tired to fly.
I used to believe that when you could see rays of sunshine coming through the clouds that they were ladders to heaven, and that if you could just find the bottom you could climb up and visit with God.
I used to believe that wind came from the earth spinning faster. It seemed to make sense at the time.
i used to belive that i`m choud make the wind be small or big if i blew hard the wind blew hard! If i blew small the wind became small
Not sure at what this was, but I use to be afraid of thunderstorms. To ease my mind Dad told me God was bowling. The rumbling thunder was the bowling ball going down the lane and the lightning was him getting a strike. If memory servers...God is an outstanding bowler with many 300 games.
My friend used to say that when it rained, it was God crying.
As a kid in Germany, we all thought that if the sun shone while it was raining, then the Devil was having a wedding (eine Hochzeit).
I used to think that the sound that the wind makes when it goes through the cracks in a window meant that Big Foot was prowling outside.
i used to believe(and sometimes i'd like to still be able to) that the rainbow is made of coloured jelly-so i would always run towards it,trying to get to taste it...my mum told me it was 'for gods only'
I used to believe that I could control the wind because I was born in March. I would stand outside on my back porch all afternoon and control the wind.
when I was about 4 years old my family moved from Texas to Virginia. We moved Christmas eve, and my mom told me that once we got to Virginia I'd see beautiful snow on all the trees. I had this vision of enormous trees covered in pink fluff, maybe even adorned with ornaments (I'd never seen snow in Texas). Once mom announced that we were in Virginia and I saw these towering evergreens covered in plain old white, I cried bitter tears of resentment, repeating, "this can't be Virginia, there are no pink Christmas trees!"
I used to believe that rain had an odor. I was not until years later that I realized what I was smelling was the scent of water hitting the pavement, the smell of tar.
I used to believe that it rained on all the world until one day it rained on the street across from us and not on us.
When I was little, I thought that when it rained, people in heaven were sitting on the edge of the clouds pouring buckets of water down to the earth below. I'm 28 now and still get that image from time to time.
Being from the Hudson Valley/Catskills region of New York, we were always told that a bad thuderstorm was Rip Van Winkle bowling!
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