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Today’s post is about something that I had to unlearn because I was not raised in an observant Jewish home, with Torah values. This is just my personal experience; I am not making any kind of blanket statement for anybody else. What happened: In probably 1974, when I was 7 years old and in 3rd grade, I went to Sunday School at a Christian church. The teacher taught us little kids that there were good kinds of prayer and bad kinds of prayer. She explained to us that it was “not okay to pray for a red bicycle”. She explained that