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I use to think that snow was oreo cookie filling. When the snow melted I thought The oreo workers (my name for them) would collect the cream
I had a charming meteorological theory when I was young.
Drizzle - God's spit
Snow - God's dandruff
Rain - God, er, relieving himself.
When my son was young, we went up north to visit relatives. It was dark out, but snowing. I wanted to show my son (then a toddler) the snow so, I turned on the outside light so he could see it falling. Then, when we were finished, I turned the light out. Well, he saw me flip the switch off and assumed that it operated the snow because he said "turn the snow back on mommy!"
I remember asking my mother why there are clouds in the sky. She told me they are there so they could clean up our cars when driving on a cloudy day...
when i was a little girl i used to believe that rain is broght down to earth when goddesses who cry over their dead husband (gods)corpes who fought with each other in war.
When I was younger I believed that the weatherman actually decided what the weather was going to be. I couldn't understand why he didn't make it sunny all day and then rain all night!
I remember thinking that when a sun went behind a cloud and things were a little darker because you were in the cloud's shadow what actually happened was a big factory just shut off all the lights and caused the world to get a little bit darker.
I used to think that tornadoes were giant tomatoes that would sit on top of your house until everyone died.
I used to believe that it only snowed on grass because when I woke up in the morning all the streets and sidewalks were already plowed and shoveled
i used to believe until i was 7 or 8 that if u pass a rainbow your sexuality will change :D and i remember how i was chasing a rainbow to become a boy, but i never reached:(
Till I understood the meaning of the phrase "Every cloud has a silver lining" I always used to look at the clouds and search for the silver lining and could never find one.... :-)
When we were about 6, my best friend and I used to think that whenever we saw a rainbow, we could make different colors appear in it by throwing different colored trash in the gutter at the end of the road. It really seemed to work...
I always thought the weatherman was saying the "wind shield" today is 15 degrees. And that was the temperature of the wind hitting your wind shield while driving. YEARS LATER I find out it's the "wind chill." OOHHHHH I get it! I still think my version makes sense.
When I was four I was into doing "rain dances" which were just a lot of jumping around and yelling. One day I put my turkey feather Indian headdress on and ran through the house whooping and shouting until I got really tired. The next day we had a massive rainstorm that caused flooding in a lot of low-lying areas around town. For the next six months I hid every time I saw a police officer because I was positive they knew I caused that flood and they were coming to get me!
I used to believe that when the sky was pink, the weather men were up in the sky checking what the weather was going to be the next day.
As a child of the desert and 70-degree Christmases, I had little experience with snow. I had seen in portrayed many times in cartoons and movies, though. A jingling bell sound always seemed to accompany it.
Therefore, I resolutely believed that snow made a "jingle, jingle, jingle" sound as it fell. When it miraculously snowed one day when I was in first grade, I was rather disappointed to learn that this wasn't true...
I used to believe that tornadoes were spinning jack-o-lanterns in the air bent on destroying my house.
When I was very young, every time I said the word 'rain,' or I heard someone say rain, it seemed to rain within that day if not the next day. I thought if you said rain, you could make it rain. If only that worked for real, then we'd never have any droughts! XD
I believed that clouds were edible and that if you opened a plane window you could reach out and scoop the clouds onto an ice cream cone and eat them.
I used to think that clouds could be touched.
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