What We Teach Our Children

Dream
I am on the road, it is grey, dark, twilight or dawn. The dark time of the night with a bit of light that you can see the figures. Ahead towards the horizon was where we were all walking. 100 feet ahead I see a family. The father smacked his son. The wife saw this and just for seeing this, the husband slaps her for it. The daughter witnesses all of this too. Will she learn from her mother to be a recipient of violence and stay silent? I am in disbelief and turns to ask others if they saw all this violence?