nature: weather

Whe i was younger I used to believe that when it was really hot and you started sweating, you were melting very slowly so we had winter to make us stick together again. Like ice!!! LOL

I used to think oil patches on the roads was dead rainbows

I used to believe a blizzard was an animal that lived outside in the snow. My Mother would worry and say things like "I hope your Father gets home soon, there's a blizzard outside" or "you can't go outside because of the blizzard." I would look out from a window in hopes of seeing that little blizzard.

My sister told me not to touch hail stones because they were radioactive.

When it snowed at night, I used to think the snow came from the stereet lights because it was the only place you could see it.

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?

When people would use the term in the 40's, 50's 60's,etc. to describe the temperature outside. I thought it meant that was the decade people were acting like. Like if you said it's supposed to be in the 70's today, I would have thought there'd be men with afros, and women rollerskating outside! I finally figured it out after watching the weather channel one day.

I use to believe that in the winter time if everybody would open their doors that the outside would warm up and no one would have to wear a coat to keep warm. It was so odd to me that the inside the house was so warm, the outside so cold, but if everyone could just warm up the outside by opening the doors so the heat would go outside.

I used to belive that the clouds stood still and the earth was moving, some days the earth was moving a lot faster then the day before.

When I was a little girl I used to think that tornadoes came out of holes in the ground so before I would play outside each day I would go cover any holes or put something on top of them. We lived in Oklahoma and I was terrified of them.

When I was younger, I used to believe that when it rained, God was taking a shower, and thunder & lightning were his way of keeping Peeping Toms away.

I grew up in Florida were it doesn't snow. In school we would create snow flakes for decorations during the holidays. But it wasn't until I saw snow at age 18 that I realized snow flakes were microscopic, not 8x10.

I used to believe that I could order nice weather. This was something my sisters had put inside my head, but I kept on saying things like "Don't worry, I'll order some sun" and "If only my order gets through to the weather man" until I was about 8 or 9 years old. When my oldest sister then politely told me that it was all rubbish, my mother claim I said "Oh, I wondered if he didn't like me anymore" as the weather had been very wet the past month.

I used to think that when it rained it was due to all the people in heaven crying. And I used to think... 'they are already in heaven, shouldn't they be having a good time?'

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 think our house was on the equator because once it rained in the back garden and was sunny in the front garded.

We lived in the UK