Pesach: Passing Over
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Matzah and Humous... best. Combo. Ever.
Every year I forget how much fun it is to eat gooey things on the crunchiness of Matzah. Luckily, it's only for a week.
Tuesday night [Southern!Girl] arrived to spend the "Holy" days with me (and my entire family); thinking about it now, I'm not sure how she didn't explode/implode of the stress - well, she was tense, but we very happily worked on that...
The actual day of the Seder - Erev Pesach (Passover Eve, I guess) - Mummy sent [Southern!Girl] and I to buy some last minute things before all the stores closed early for the holiday and wouldn't actually open again until Friday. It was really fun just going for a walk, talking and spending quality time with her, as usual.
My sister and her family (the Jerusalem contingent) came down for the majority of the week and it was seriously fun to hang out with everyone despite the pre-Seder craziness.
[Southern!Girl] looked absolutely gorgeous in her white shirt and green skirt (I wore jeans... and my annual Seder shirt, funny how that works).
Everyone got along really well and just had a good time, again, despite the pre-during AND post-Seder mayhem.
There were four ranging from the age of seven to three, so you can imagine how cute and insane the whole evening was.
The pre-Dinner part passed quite quickly, with everyone reading large parts of thepatriarchal parochial dated traditional Hagadah.
The majority of the time I being teased by my brothers (blood and in-law) for not being counted as an adult - which was irritating, but I think that's just the way it's going to be for my entire life.
After the eating (the drinking continues long after the supper itself) we sang all the patter songs at the end of the Hagadah and of course everyone has a different tune and metre for the songs and eventually it turned into a race to see who could sing faster and with less breath.
[Southern!Girl] and Tsipi (my Bro's fresh wife ;D) seemed to be a bit in awe of the happenings around the table - we're a very boisterous family during the Seder and after we were done with all the traditional songs that appear in the actual Hagadah we continued with a tradition that we adopted from my Leigh's (Jerusalem contingent) partner's family:
Folk songs and Spiritual songs.
We sang "Go Down Moses", "Swing Low, Sweet Chariot", "We Shall Overcome", "This Land is Your Land" and my personal favourite "If I had a Hammer" - a few more, but those five are sung every year.
I know that there is an issue of appropriation with regards to the Negro Spiritual (is a different term that one can use, or is that the actual term) songs sung for fun and that sort of thing.
I don't it's appropriation as my family and I are very much aware of where these songs come from and what they mean and generally incorporate them into a "Holy"day which is all about liberation and freedom from bondage and slavery.
Also, we're not American and are not celebrating anywhere in America and thus while there is baggage, it really isn't the same kind of luggage.
I saw [Southern!Girl] was uncomfortable with that portion of the evening, which bothered me because it's a tradition that has a lot of meaning for me and was kind of evident that we think very differently about certain issues.
There wasn't an orange or olives on the Seder plate, [Southern!Girl] suggested it and I said "Good luck" because it really wasn't happening. The orange and olives on the Seder plate is a very American neo-tradition and has very little room on the table - also I was just grateful that my mother actually invited her (yeah, score, I know!).
Tradition is a funny thing in my family, we're very irreligious on the whole, and I think it is beginning to slip away from us as I've never heard any of the kids mention "God" except in the mythological sense, so I think the older members of my family (i.e. everyone but me and my nevvies) have a great stake at keeping tradition as close to their own childhood memories.
For myself, I wouldn't mind to see some acknowledgement that things aren't the same and that they are dynamic and changing and that we really don't need to keep the Hagadah and whole Sederpatriarchal parochial dated traditional.
[Southern!Girl] stayed until Friday morning and it was Good.
We will meet up again over the week.
So far, it's been a very good one.
A question for discussion if you please, what do you think of tradition?
Every year I forget how much fun it is to eat gooey things on the crunchiness of Matzah. Luckily, it's only for a week.
Tuesday night [Southern!Girl] arrived to spend the "Holy" days with me (and my entire family); thinking about it now, I'm not sure how she didn't explode/implode of the stress - well, she was tense, but we very happily worked on that...
The actual day of the Seder - Erev Pesach (Passover Eve, I guess) - Mummy sent [Southern!Girl] and I to buy some last minute things before all the stores closed early for the holiday and wouldn't actually open again until Friday. It was really fun just going for a walk, talking and spending quality time with her, as usual.
My sister and her family (the Jerusalem contingent) came down for the majority of the week and it was seriously fun to hang out with everyone despite the pre-Seder craziness.
[Southern!Girl] looked absolutely gorgeous in her white shirt and green skirt (I wore jeans... and my annual Seder shirt, funny how that works).
Everyone got along really well and just had a good time, again, despite the pre-during AND post-Seder mayhem.
There were four ranging from the age of seven to three, so you can imagine how cute and insane the whole evening was.
The pre-Dinner part passed quite quickly, with everyone reading large parts of the
The majority of the time I being teased by my brothers (blood and in-law) for not being counted as an adult - which was irritating, but I think that's just the way it's going to be for my entire life.
After the eating (the drinking continues long after the supper itself) we sang all the patter songs at the end of the Hagadah and of course everyone has a different tune and metre for the songs and eventually it turned into a race to see who could sing faster and with less breath.
[Southern!Girl] and Tsipi (my Bro's fresh wife ;D) seemed to be a bit in awe of the happenings around the table - we're a very boisterous family during the Seder and after we were done with all the traditional songs that appear in the actual Hagadah we continued with a tradition that we adopted from my Leigh's (Jerusalem contingent) partner's family:
Folk songs and Spiritual songs.
We sang "Go Down Moses", "Swing Low, Sweet Chariot", "We Shall Overcome", "This Land is Your Land" and my personal favourite "If I had a Hammer" - a few more, but those five are sung every year.
I know that there is an issue of appropriation with regards to the Negro Spiritual (is a different term that one can use, or is that the actual term) songs sung for fun and that sort of thing.
I don't it's appropriation as my family and I are very much aware of where these songs come from and what they mean and generally incorporate them into a "Holy"day which is all about liberation and freedom from bondage and slavery.
Also, we're not American and are not celebrating anywhere in America and thus while there is baggage, it really isn't the same kind of luggage.
I saw [Southern!Girl] was uncomfortable with that portion of the evening, which bothered me because it's a tradition that has a lot of meaning for me and was kind of evident that we think very differently about certain issues.
There wasn't an orange or olives on the Seder plate, [Southern!Girl] suggested it and I said "Good luck" because it really wasn't happening. The orange and olives on the Seder plate is a very American neo-tradition and has very little room on the table - also I was just grateful that my mother actually invited her (yeah, score, I know!).
Tradition is a funny thing in my family, we're very irreligious on the whole, and I think it is beginning to slip away from us as I've never heard any of the kids mention "God" except in the mythological sense, so I think the older members of my family (i.e. everyone but me and my nevvies) have a great stake at keeping tradition as close to their own childhood memories.
For myself, I wouldn't mind to see some acknowledgement that things aren't the same and that they are dynamic and changing and that we really don't need to keep the Hagadah and whole Seder
[Southern!Girl] stayed until Friday morning and it was Good.
We will meet up again over the week.
So far, it's been a very good one.
A question for discussion if you please, what do you think of tradition?
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Date: 2009-04-11 11:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-11 06:30 pm (UTC)But on the whole I agree, though I think some are fun, like a Seder dinner, though I think they should be updated a little bit more with the times.
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Date: 2009-04-11 07:50 pm (UTC)Just I tend to think that if we're going to get anywhere as a species, we have to start moving past our tribal histories, and make some advances in how we exist.
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Date: 2009-04-12 10:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-12 10:07 am (UTC)Just... I feel a lot of our traditions were born in an age of human development where we needed hierarchical societies that looked back, that were very hidebound, because our existance was so precarious - food, medicine, war - these things all made it necessary for us to have strong-knit tribal groupings.
But we live in an age now, at least in the West, where we've been freed from most of the pressures that drove our evolution. And I just feel we should maybe be spending less time looking back as a species, and more time looking forward. Trying to break out of our same-old patterns, you know?
Sorry this got a bit preachy
Date: 2009-04-12 12:43 pm (UTC)