Another hilarious story from Rebecca:
The other night her daughter woke up screaming—terrified. Rebecca ran into her room, and she said she had a bad dream. “Ghandi is chasing me.” Then she fell asleep.
Rebecca wasn’t sure she had heard her daughter right, but the next morning she again said that she had a bad dream about Ghandi.
Daughter: Mo-hat-ma Ghan-di. We learned about him in tae kwon do. He was a Chinese man who is dead who liked peace.
Rebecca: Ghandi was from India, not China. He wasn’t scary. He was a very peaceful man. He was a hero.
Daughter: I saw a picture of him on the wall. He looked scary. Plus, he’s dead now, so it was scary that he was chasing me.
Well, it’s hard to argue with that logic, especially given this picture Rebecca found:
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