A couple days ago, there was a tornado here in Glen Arbor, Michigan, where I am vacationing at a family friend’s lake house. When the tornado hit, I hid in a basement nook with 4 other adults and 2 young children. Then the following conversation ensued between me and a 5-year-old….
Kid (completely calm): “Um excuse me?”
Me: “Yes, hun?”
Kid: “What is happening?”
Me: “Oh. Well. There is a big storm outside, so we are just huddling here to stay safe. Everything is ok, though. As long as we’re down here we are ok.”
Kid: “Is it a tornado?”
Me: “I think it might be, yes.”
Kid: “Then that means the sky turned green.”
Me: “Hmmm. I don’t think so, kiddo. Pretty sure the sky turns grey.”
Kid: “No. It turns green. Green for a tornado.”
Me: “Ok, shhh. Quiet now, little one. You’re scared and not making sense.”
So after speaking to witnesses, it turns out skies 100% do turn green in a tornado. Who knew?!
Like, besides that 5 year old.
Yeah I’m an idiot.