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when I was young I used to think that whatever shape you saw in the clouds was something that used to live and heaven formed its shape in the sky so people could remember.
Trains ran past the Hudson River that I lived near as a boy-- they still do, in fact. I always used to think that clouds were a product of pollution-- that the trains puffed smoke and steam, which stayed up in the sky to form clouds. I asked my mum about this, and she agreed with me.
I at the time was very proud of myself-- I'd figured out a force of nature, and was thereby smarter than all of the kids in my class. When my teacher asked said class about clouds-- and what they were, I immediately raised my hand and stated my theory on cloud production.
Needless to say, I didn't believe her for the longest time, 'cos my mum told me I was right.
i used to think if you stared long enough at the sun (until it looked blue) you could kill it
I believe that it would rain when God would be having a shower or washing his clothes.
A couple of weeks ago it was snowing, so me and a friend were talking about snow and then got onto the subject of grit. I think I said something like 'isn't it great how grit only falls on the roads'. That's right, I thought grit came down from the sky like rain whenever it snowed. My friend quickly caught onto this and told me about grit clouds...I happily believed him and spent most of the night looking for the grit clouds, whcih were bound to come as it was snowing.....I'm 15 years old
When I was in the 5th grade, I looked in the sky and saw the clouds moving. Then I told my teacher: "Teacher, I know how the world revolves around itself".
when i was little, i used to think that fireworks were part of the sky, so when 4th of july came around every year, i just thought that the sky knew when fireworks needed to happen.
It often rained when I walked home from school and I would get drenched. However I wouldn't have got so wet if I hadn't beleived that the faster I walked the faster (and more) that rain fell. I would walk really slowly believing that the rain would would virtually stop. Sadly, at 21, I still catch myself slowing down if it starts to rain!
I grew up in a very rural area, so tornados were a very common thing when I was younger. In the evening, from my parents home we could see the lights in the city when it got dark outside. There was a huge car lot in the city and it had the huge lights that would
circle into the sky forming a tornado shape, so it could get peoples attention. It definitely got my attention just about every night when I would run inside my house to tell my parents a tornado was coming. At first I had them running to the windows to look outside but eventually they drove me past my " tornado " one night and proved to me, it was only lights in the sky.
My sister convinced me that rain was God's pee.
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!!!
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.
When I was a kid, I think about 8. I used to believe that whenever it rains God is probably crying. Not untill I reched high school that I learned that my belief can be explained scientificaly.
When I was a child I used to think that it was raining, because the clouds were crying, I believed that they were sad.
I had two beliefs about rain when I was a child:
1) That when it was raining, God was crying.
2) I thought it rained everywhere in the world.
When I Was Little,I Used To Believe Clouds Were Candy Floss
My dad used to go and shovel the driveway, and when he came back, he had lollypops. He insisted that they were "snow pops", and they fell in the wintertime. It took me a surprisingly long time to stop believing that. A part of me wishes I still did believe it.
I used to believe that it rained on all the world until one day it rained on the street across from us and not on us.
When I was younger, I thought my dad could tell the future because he would say its gonna rain tommorrow and it would. Little did I know, is that he saw the news and the weatherman....
I used to believe that, and this is true, that God and the Devil would have a card game to decide the weather...SO if it was raining the Devil had won and if it was sunny God had come up trumps! We were a big card playing family thats my only excuse!!
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