| My Haggadah at the start of the seder |
Last night Passover started,
meaning that it began with a Seder when the sun went down. I think it is
interesting because when someone in Hebrew asks how you are doing
“Mah-Knee-Shmah”, you reply with “Bah-Seder” if you are doing well. Beseder literally
means “In order” and Seder means order. The family I had Seder with told me it
is called that because everything must be done in order. Silly thought: The
only moment you can use beseder and have it mean two things at the same time is
during a seder. It could mean : I’m in a seder, or it could be the answer to
“how are you doing” in order.
I was surprisingly invited to a lot
of Seders. Almost every guest lecturer in our nursing program invited us to
come to Seder with her (our instructors so far have only been women). From the
beginning of the semester I had planned to go to a Seder with one of my
roommates and her extended family. The family she chose to come to is from her
Dad’s side and live on a Kibbutz in the
North. Before I came to Israel I knew that Israelis were really into farming,
but my vision of what a kibbutz is was a little different. I knew that
Kibbutzim (plural of Kibbutz) were communal and practiced socialism, but I
thought it would be a group of people who only grew food. The kibbutz we stayed
at for Passover is one that specializes in pipe making, everyone in the
community either works in the pipe factory or in another position that helps
the community as a whole (nurse, teacher, etc.). No one owns his/her own land
and there is some sort of sharing element. Some kibbutzim require that all
money and resources are communal, but this specific kibbutz is only partial.
The money that is taken out of salaries to go into the community goes towards
school, or events like religious parties- this Kibbutz used to have completely
communal food, but has since changed. It is a nice environment, little kids can
run around anywhere they want without the community being afraid of
“strangers”, wifi doesn’t need a password, and everyone feels like they are a
part of something. For some reason I assumed that a kibbutz would be a closed
society, like it would be restrictive of freedom or something. It is definitely
not like that at all. I felt like this kibbutz was more of a gated community,
it reminded me of my grandparent’s retired-gated community in Arizona. The
biggest similarity I saw between the two is that everyone drives golf carts to
get around the neighborhood.
| Roomie and I on the kibbutz for Seder |
The Seder was SO nice, it is always
nice to spend time with an actual family on a holiday. It was especially nice
that someone was asking to make food for me all the time and do my dishes. I
keep hearing this reference everywhere to Yiddish mothers who are always
worried and want to make sure their children are always eating. I felt like
that over this break. “Do you want anything else with your breakfast?” Me: “No,
I am reallllly full”, “ Okay, I’ll cut you a tomato”. It’s like in my Big Fat Greek Wedding: “You’re
a vegetarian? Okay I’ll make lamb”.
I want to be the kind of person/have
the kind of family that is super hospitable. The kind of lady that invites
people over a lot, cooks for everyone, and facilitates bonding. They treated me like family and were really hospitable about everything, even that I don't drink alcohol.
In other news, I went on a school
trip called “Yam al Yam”, which means “Sea to Sea”. It was a hike from The
Mediteranean to the Sea of Galilee. Turned out we didn’t end up hiking the
whole thing and it was kind of more of a tourist thing, but I got to see a lot
and we had a lot of fun! Here are some pictures!
| Neanderthal Caves with remains dating back forever ago, I'm not an archeologist :) |
| In the North of Israel. Past those mountains is Lebanon. |
Now I have almost two weeks of
Passover break, it will be delightful. I'm off to Romania.
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