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I used to believe that when it rained, Angels were crying. And when it thundered, the Greek Gods were playing bowling.
when i was 5, at school, we were playing outside and it started to rain. then one of my friends said that it was god's urine. i ran inside and refused to come out for ages. i was scared of the rain for many years after and now, when i walk to school, i splash them with puddles and laugh-though they don't anfer they come into school soaking wet!
I used to believe those streaks in the sky (the ones airplanes or jets leave) were made by Mighty Mouse. I always tried looking for him, but I always missed him, since he was so fast.
I believed that Clouds were actually Lions, made from giant cotton balls. Loads of cotton balls.
I used to belive that places are colder when they're clean:
When I was 7 I came back from London and I told my friend that it's so cold there. And she said "yeah, that's because the streets there are much cleaner than here. It's like when you come back home to a clean house and it always feels colder. Well, it's the same with streets..."
The saddest part is that I thought it was true until I was in th 10th grade.
I used to think that the tree branches moving was making the wind, not the wind making the tree branches move.
In August of 1979 I was 4 1/2 and my mom was pregnant with my baby sister. We lived in Florida and Hurricane David was heading our way. I remember people were taping and boarding up their windows. My mom was miserably pregnant and kept saying she wanted the hurricane to come because it would make her go into labor. I would always think of a helicopter being flown by a man named David, because I had no idea what a hurricane really was. I thought the helicopter was going to land in the courtyard of our apartment complex and that people were taping and boarding the windows because the wind from the rotors was going to blow them out.
I believed that the weatherman made the weather. The only excuse I got from adults was, "It has to rain, for the plants!" So, I thought the weatherman scheduled rain and I sometimes got quite upset with him bringing rain on a day I wanted to go outside!
One day when I was about 6 years old, I was watching the weather and I noticed on the bottom of the screen it said, "Skycast: Green".
Being so young and hearing that when the sky turned green, tornadoes were likely to happen, I started crying my eyes out.
My mom told me, "They don't mean the sky is actually green; they just mean there's not that much pollen in the air. Now calm down!"
That confused the crap outta me for a year or two. :P
In Illinois, we had a bad storm and were under a tornado watch. The family hid in the basement, and the whole time I thought we were hiding from "tomatoes". I was too you to understand "tornado", and thought they said "Run, get downstairs, there's a tomato coming!"
I used to believe that tornadoes were giant slices of tomatoes that rolled across a farm. It wasn't untill I was five and saw the Wizard of Oz that I realized it was not a giant slice of tomotoe.
I used to believe that sunglasses actually blocked the sun. I got a pair of sunglasses when I was 6 and promptly went outside & stared right at the sun. I ran inside & told my mom that my sunglasses were broken!
When it rained where you were, it was raining all over the world.
Clouds were made in factories
i used to believe that when the sun shines through gaps in the clouds the sunbeams were souls from graveyards going up to heaven.
I used to believe that anything that got sucked up by a tornado stayed up there until a hurricane came and put everything back.
I used to believe that clouds were made from the exhaust from airplanes. So when it would be a really hot day I would think, "Why don't they fly a bunch of planes so it'll be cloudy and cool off?"
When i was younger, I used to think that the weather people on tv controlled the weather... When I found out they didn't I was uspet for ages :(
I always believed when it rained here, it rained all over the world, so I couldn't figure out why deserts exsisted.
I used to believe that sound of the sky (still not sure where it comes from exactly) just before a storm, when clouds were gray and it sounded like rain was about to start, that it meant God was growling. Apparently he was growling either because he was angry or he was telling everyone to go back inside. Either way, he was saying, "It's about to rain."
I always thought that, when Mama told me he was mad before a storm, that he was mad because he had plans that would be ruined because of the rain. I stopped believing that all at about ten.