Greg Cohoon (drmellow) wrote,
Greg Cohoon

Weekly Wrap-Up: Stormy Weather

Once again, this week's FridayFive is full of questions that I won't answer in public, mostly because they are poorly designed questions, but also because my answers will be boring for both you and me. So instead, I turn to the Weekly Wrap-Up for my questions, which are about storms. Now these are questions I can enjoy answering.

1. Do you like stormy weather? Why or why not? Absolutely. Whenever I see a storm, I am reminded of the majesty and awesomeness of God. You can't witness a storm and not be amazed of the power behind it. I especially enjoy thunderstorms. The lightening displays are so much fun to watch.

2. What do you do when a storm breaks in the middle of the night? Usually, sleep through it. If I do wake up and don't immediately fall back asleep, I'll go t a window and watch it.

3. When you were a child, where did you think the thunder and lightning came from? I remember my parents getting the encyclopedia out and looking up the article on lightening. That article explained the science behind the electronic "stuff" happening. It's also when I learned that light travels faster than sound, which is why the thunder always comes after the lightening, unless the lightening is very, very close. Before learning that science, I don't remember what I thought about where thunder and lightening came from.

4. Describe your favorite and/or worst stormy memory. Favorite or worst? Or is it the same? I don't know, but my most memorable storm-related memory ("stormy memory" brings up other images altogether....) was a hurricane I weathered as a kid. We were living in New Orleans and I was in kindergarten. I really didn't understand anything about hurricanes at the time, but I remember that I went to school that day and we couldn't get home -- during the day, the storm came in and made it difficult for the busses to run, much less run on time. We all gathered in the cafeteria/multi-purpose room and sat in groups according to what class we were in. They even served us some supper, which I thought was really cool. Eventually, the bus was able to come to take me home, but the water was deep enough to come up to the bus driver's knees, so he lifted me over the water and placed me on the bus. I thought the whole thing was a lot of fun. Of course, I was too young to know how dangerous hurricanes are.

I am suspect of most of my memories, especially those of my early childhood, since I don't have a very good memory. So the facts might not line up with what I remember them to be. Oh well, that's why they're called memories, not facts.

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