The narratives that children create on the basis of comments we make in passing or things they observe are fascinating.
Here’s the story I heard Klara tell her dolls:
“At first we lived in Russia. But there were some bad people there who didn’t let us get baptized, so we came to America to be Christians in peace. But we were poor. We had to live in a small apartment because we didn’t have any money.”
I hope it’s understood that I didn’t tell her this story. She saw me get baptized in adulthood, and I pointed out the apartment building we lived before she was born.