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To many this is Holy Week. Not only is the Christian celebration of the Resurrection coming up this Sunday, the Jewish observance of Passover begins Wednesday night at sundown. Here’s my own little glimpse into what one family scene might have been like.
Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
Before Yosi could open the door, his mother whisked him into her arms. “No, my son! The Angel of Death lurks out there!”
Dafna sat him on the floor beside the infant who slumbered in her basket. “Watch your sister while I prepare for our journey.”
“Where are we going? Why is this night so different?”
“So many questions, Yosi, my firstborn.” Oriel dripped lamb’s blood on the doorpost. “Someday you’ll understand and teach your own children.”
Forty years later, Yosi prepared the Passover in the Promised Land.
“Abba,” Yosi’s son asked, “Why is this night different from all others?”
*From Generation to Generation
Although not reflected in the following video, the questions mentioned are preceded by the youngest child at the seder asking, “Why is this night different from all other nights?” TRADITION!
And just for fun…