An MLK Day Lesson From a 4 Year Old

Yesterday Rebecca came home from preschool and told me about the King ("Not God, just a King") who had a dream that black people and white people could play together. "And then he got shot," she added. I redirected her slightly, reminding her that because of Martin Luther King, the dream eventually came true and now black people and white people can play together. She then began listing the names and skin colors of all of her friends -- unfortunately all white, so doing nothing to prove me correct.