nature: weather

Once when I was about 5, I asked my older sister ( Who was only about 8)
what clouds were. She told me once she was in a plane and somehow opened the window. She said it felt fluffy and tasted yummy....I admit I believed her at the time!

I thought Weathermen said "Windshield temperature" not "Wind-chill temperature" on those cold bitter days, and was convinced this was the temperature of the air when traveling down the road.

I used to believe…

being one of 4 childern my mum and dad always told us that popping the bubble wrap bubbles but holes in the ozone layer leading to the end of the world. so mean........

i thought the sky was white and the clouds were blue. Nobody actually tells you otherwise,do they?

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!

i use to believe there really was a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow and every time i saw a rainbow outside i get a bread bag and try to catch it.

I used to believe that tumbleweeds were tornados. I would see one whirling around the farm and would run in the house for safety.

I used to think that when the weather man was talking about the "windchill" he was saying 'windshield" I believed that the cold weather had something to do with the cars windshield.

I thought that rain meant God was crying. When it was sunny it was because He was happy and when it was snowing it was because He wanted to decorate the world.

When I was small I sat on the front door step one day and thought about how rain happened. I decided that God must have a row of taps in Heaven, which he turned on and off at will, and was thoroughly satisfied with my theory.

When I was young, I thought that the smoke that jets leave behind them was how clouds were formed.

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 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.

I used to believe that where the sun peeks out from the clouds was where heaven was found.

I used 2 believe dat when it was raining, God would be up there peeing..So whenever there was a heavy rain,in the past,i would be thinkin "God sure has 1 huge bladder.."

my dad told me that when it rained god had a leak in his faucet so my dead grandpa would fix it because he was a plumber.