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edenfalling) wrote2005-04-24 03:06 pm
edenfalling) wrote2005-04-24 03:06 pm
mini-Seder report
This morning at church we combined the kindergarten, first grade, and fourth grade classes to do a sort of mini-Seder, which was... interesting.
First off, I'm still sick. So I had to keep washing my hands and trying very hard not to cough on the kids. Second, have you ever tried to get 15-odd 6 year old kids to sit still and go through a ceremonial meal and story period? It ain't easy. Third, I didn't even get a real snack out of it, since I can't eat haroset -- it's mostly raw apples, and I'm allergic to raw fruit. *sigh*
It went off fairly well for all that, I suppose, and the ceremony had, of course, those classic UU touches such as Miriam's Cup to go along with Elijah's Cup, and the whole "well, some people say this really happened, some people say only parts of it did and the story got added to, and some people say they can't believe in a god who'd kill the firstborn child of everyone in a whole country, just to make a point," spiel.
I love my religion. Really I do. But sometimes the pound-the-goddamn-nail-again moralizing gets really old.
Oddly, the older I get, the less I dislike grape juice. This is strange to me, since I can now drink wine legally and thus have no need to drink grape juice anymore. Why could I not have learned to like it back when such a skill would have been useful?
First off, I'm still sick. So I had to keep washing my hands and trying very hard not to cough on the kids. Second, have you ever tried to get 15-odd 6 year old kids to sit still and go through a ceremonial meal and story period? It ain't easy. Third, I didn't even get a real snack out of it, since I can't eat haroset -- it's mostly raw apples, and I'm allergic to raw fruit. *sigh*
It went off fairly well for all that, I suppose, and the ceremony had, of course, those classic UU touches such as Miriam's Cup to go along with Elijah's Cup, and the whole "well, some people say this really happened, some people say only parts of it did and the story got added to, and some people say they can't believe in a god who'd kill the firstborn child of everyone in a whole country, just to make a point," spiel.
I love my religion. Really I do. But sometimes the pound-the-goddamn-nail-again moralizing gets really old.
Oddly, the older I get, the less I dislike grape juice. This is strange to me, since I can now drink wine legally and thus have no need to drink grape juice anymore. Why could I not have learned to like it back when such a skill would have been useful?