Thunder and Lightning

Today there was quite a storm, while I was teaching an 11-yr-old viola student.  Thankfully, she had an hour lesson - we would have had about a half hour of productive time.

[Rather large rumble of thunder]
Girl: Ummm... is that thunder?  Or is it a wheelie bin?
Me: It's thunder.
Girl [as the rumbling gets quite loud]: Are you sure?
Me: ... Yes.  Quite sure. [more thunder]
Girl: God just dropped a bowling ball... [flash of lightning] and hit a lamp... [thunder] which then shattered...
Me: Let's just play from bar 9... [thunder]
Girl: He must be taking out the wheelie bin... [thunder]... He dropped the bins [clap of thunder]...an apple core must have fallen out of the wheelie bin...

There was much screaming, jumping (from both of us), running to the windows, and ooohhhhh...  I think she likes storms, in the same way you like a horror movie.