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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?

Teelbee

I used to believe that when it rained, god was sad about something ans was crying. when i was about 7 i remember it raining really hard so i went outside and was running around mindlessly screaming "whats the matter?!?!?! whats the matter?!?!?!!" . thats all i remember but i was told that it started hailing and i was knocked out with a huge hailstone.thats probly why i woke up in hospital:)

teneille!!!!!:)¿?

I used to think that if you stared real hard at the wind, you could see the angels.

Bradon

When i was little i believed that clouds were cotton candy that angels lived in and rain was angel tears

Missy

Growing up in Los Angeles, I believed snow came down in balls - literally snowballs falling from the sky. Imagine my disapointment the first time that I saw snow.

Anon

Once when I was young, my dad and I were walking home from the park and it started to rain. My dad didn't want to get all wet so he started to run so he could get out of the rain as soon as possible. Well, being a naive little girl and seeing my big strong daddy running, I figured he was afraid of the rain, and that rain must be a very scary and harmful thing indeed if it could frighten my dad. I was afraid of the rain for a long time afer that.

Evilrabbit

When I was young, I used to watch jumbo jets flying over our house, high in the sky. When the steam from the engines came spraying out the back of the planes, I thought that that is what created clouds and I always ran to my mom and told her that it was going to rain later.

Brian

I live in Canada, a long time ago my cousin from Australia came to visit us in the winter. He had never seen snow and was completely fascinated by it. He wanted to take it home with him, so he put it in a cup in his room. The next morning it was all water, and he got so angry because he thought that we had stolen his snow and replaced it with water.

Becky

when i was little i beilieved that it would be possible to sit on a cloud.

Anon

When I was really little (like, 5 or 6 maybe), I used to believe that rainbows were solid objects, and they always went all the way to the ground. I mean, come on, how else could the Care Bears slide down them otherwise? Lol.

Emily

that when the sun would shine through the clouds, and there would be sun rays, *looking all angelic* that where ever those beams were, that where angels needed to be for some reason.

Caid

When I was really small (about four), I asked my mum how the clouds stayed up in the sky. She told me that they were all hung up there on giant sky-hooks. I accepted this, in the trusting way that small children accept anything their parents say. The sad thing was that for years and years afterwards, it never occured to me to believe anything different! I suppose If I had actually taken the time to stop and think about it...?!

Katy

My mom told me once that when it was raining the angels were actully peeing and I always ran inside when rain came cause I didn't want to be peed on by angels.
To this day I still don't like rain.

its raining its pouring

My sarcastic mum told me that 'forecast rain' meant it was raining but you couldn't see it. Whenever I heard that rain was forecast, i would tell all my friends that only I could see it because forecast rain was invisible!!!

Vicky

I believe that when it rained outside it was God crying, because the world was a terrible place, and then when it stopped he was happy again

Kat

My best friend used to believe that when it rain and thundered that God was flushing his toilet.

Jelly Bean

I thought that Indian Summer was like the weather in India.

Anon

I use to think that the wind was made by heliacopters.

Marisa

On my fifteenth birthday it rained from the time we woke up and it didn't stop until the next morning. I was upset and my mother to confort me she said that the angels were crying cause they where happy I turned 15. To this day I still belive that it's the angles or one of my relatives that has passed; that crys for all of us when it rains.

R.L.