Tonight my sister will be hosting a seder for the first night of Passover. I love this holiday: You get together with friends and family, retell some of the most important stories in Jewish history, and eat a tableful of food representing elements of those stories. There's also copious wine, and getting to decide who's the simple son. Jessica does a great job each year, but it's a ton of work to get all that food ready, which means she certainly hasn't had time to blog today. She asked me if I'd be up for guest-posting a Passover haiku. Sure thing, Sis. But I'll do you one better. Since you're going to let me stuff my face tonight, and you'll surely provide me with left overs enough for the remainder of the holiday, I'll give you one haiku for each of the 8 days of Passover. There are eight, right?
my sister prepares
for a passover seder
she's a better jew
soon we gather to
commemorate our freedom.
rev'rently we nosh
this food has meaning
even bitter herbs taste good
symbolism rules
read and tell stories
drink wine, eat yourself silly
love this holiday
we're meant to recline
but no one ever does that
respect tradition!
each year we say this:
and next year in israel
but we don't mean it
a week without bread?
you've got to be kidding me
i'm not doing that
ritual eating:
favorite thing about the jews?
yup, that'd be it.
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