I dreamt last night that I was working in a hospital, and I was in a room where women were giving birth. And quite a few did, and every couple had one member who was a native of the Andaman islands. One of the couples had a Jarawa husband and an English wife, and I was looking after their just born baby. I never saw the mother but caught a glimpse of the dad, I was told later on the dream that the mum had to have surgery on her face for some reason. Anyway, I was holding this baby girl in my right hand, she was tiny but not premature or anything. just a very very small baby that was a bit bigger than my hand, she also had light brown skin (from her Jarawa dad, but she had more of her mum's features than her dad's.) Anyway, I loved this little baby and enjoyed babysitting for the parents. I just held the baby up to me and did all that "coochy coo" stuff, then this young girl/woman who was working with me reminded me to feed her, and gave me a milk bottle. But because the baby was so tiny I had to use a small bottle you'd use to feed a baby monkey or something, I kept saying "yum yum is that milk nice?" in a baby-talk voice. As time was passing the baby kept growing bigger until it was the size of a 7 month old even though she still had the features of a newborn baby. The baby started talking, and kept moaning at me, first thing she said was "could you get up and walk around a bit? It's getting boring now just sitting here!" I got up and walked around, then lay down on the floor to play with her but then she shouted at me "I want an adult to look after me!" I said "but I am an adult!" and she said "no, a PROPER adult!" and I was like "I AM!" Then the baby's mum came back and she was standing behind the young girl I was working with, she looked at me but didn't care that I had her baby.
Then I was watching something about these mums having parenting classes, because they hadn't immediately taken to motherhood and didn't know what the hell they were doing. One of those mums was the mum of the baby I babysat, and the classes had made her a much better parent. Then I was looking at something about an awards evening where the women were given awards for passing their course, and the babysitters (including me) should have one too, but I was never given a babysitter award and I wasn't given any credit at all. (I thought this was to do with the baby complaining at me.)
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What film do atheists watch on Christmas?
Coincidence on 34th street.