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I thought that the map of England used on the weather forecast was the plot of land our house was built on. It never occured to me that it couldn't possibly be freezing and snowing out front and 5 degrees warmer and sunny out the back at the same time!
I was about 6-- After I saw the movie Mary Poppins, I thought that people really could fly if they held an umbrella in the wind.
One day there was a storm, with a lot of wind rattling the windows. I argued with my mother for what seemed like HOURS, to let me go outside with an umbrella and fly.
When it rained where you were, it was raining all over the world.
i thought fog had something to do with frogs
I grew up in Indiana, where it was rather cold in the winter time. I was about 4 or 5 when I heard on the radio about the wind chill factor. I didn't understand the term and remember asking my mom one day why keep telling us the temperature at the wind shield factory.
I used to believe that clouds represented recently deceased animals. If I looked at the sky and saw clouds that looked like for example a rabbit, I'd be 100% sure that a rabbit had just died. I also thought that the white clouds were happy and died a normal death, while a darker cloud was angry and had maybe been killed by something else.
When i was about 4 or 5 i used to believe that i could change the weather as my parents would ask me to sing a 'sunny song' which would bring the sun out. i remember once sitting at the bottom of the stairs in a mood because i was fed up with their requests and didnt want the responsibility anymore.
When I was little, I believed that it was someone's job to hoist the sun up into the sky, and someone else's job to climb a really big ladder to hang up the clouds. Since sometimes there were no clouds in the sky, I assumed that person didn't go to work. I was always worried the man who hoisted the sun wouldn't go to work one day, and it would be dark when I woke up.
We learned in about 1st grade that clouds were made of water vapor. We also learned that water vaporizes at 212° F. I put 2 and 2 together and believed that clouds were scorching hot. One day while riding in the car through dense fog, i asked my mom what fog was made of. She said it was basically a cloud on the ground. I wondered how we'd get out of the car without being burned.
When I was very young, I thought snow came out of street lights. Which, in theory makes sense; I couldn't see it until it fell below the light. I didn't know why they "snow lights" only worked for part of the year, though...
I used to believe that weather forecastors decided what the weather would be. When they forecasted rain for my area i thought they were delibrately being mean!!!
Upon seeing a red sky when I was younger, I enquired as to what it was that made it that way. My dad told me the clouds were on fire.
There is large factory in the largest city near my hometown that has an impressive smokestack. When I was little, I thought that the factory was where clouds came from.
My parents encouraged us to call sun cream/ sun screen - 'SunSHINE cream!'.
Adorable when you're 4 but I didn't realise they'd added the ' shine' part until university.
Even now its really hard for me to just say sun cream... the other way is ingrained.
when I was a little girl thunder really scared me. Mum always told me the rumbling noise was Saint Peter dragging his furniture. One day I said that he must have a lot of furnoture because hi didn't stop making noise. She start to laugh and I remember I got angry. Even today storms with thunder and lightning frigten me.
I used to believe that snow on the ground was clouds that were too tired to fly.
I believed that the rain would melt everything...I was terrified to go outside in the rain!
When travelling in a car in the rain I used to hear the rain stop for about 1/2 a second and then start again. My mum told me that this was because there were holes in the clouds. I realised when I got older that it was just the car going under bridges!
when i was little i used to think that weather reporters were holy people and that whatever they predicted, god would make happen.
i used to believe that when the sun shines through gaps in the clouds the sunbeams were souls from graveyards going up to heaven.