And tell your son Passover

And tell your son- Passover

Father would put together

Matzah and Maror ( bitter)

And eat them

A​s a​ reminder of “”They embittered their lives”

As Mother hurries to ​mitigate

The severity of the mitzva with Charoset- Date pulp

That has a taste of a stolen sin

Covered with broken nuts

In a little while our backs will be tied up

With a scarf and a matzah inside

And we’ll go outside and knock

On the door of our childhood

The adults  who are sitting on the holiday table will ask us,

​Who are you

We’ll answer : “​The sons of Israel”

Where did you come from?

We’ll answer : “Egypt”

Where are you going?

We’ll answer : Jerusalem

And where are your bags ?”

And we enter and start to sing “What ​is this night different from all other nights?”

Father would ask questions

And give prizes to the children

One is wise, one is evil, one is innocent

And one does not know how to ask

The afikoman will be hidden

So that it could be discovered without a fuss

Elijah’s great cup of silver will wait for him every year

Even though we all know

And we​’ll continue to sing

​”We were slaves….

Now we are free people, free people​”​

*Picture : Alice Sapir

Then Father would take a glass of wine

And divide The Ten Plagues

To all those who seek our evil

Mother will bring her best cooking

As if she wants to ​say: Do not worry,

“This is the bread of affliction that our ancestors ate in the land of Egypt.”

But you’re here at home

Eat ​well, eat plenty

And now that you are full

And the wine fills your heart with joy

All you want is

To retire to sleep

But Father calls us to order

Until ​we reach ​the end of the Haggadah

Another hour passes from the Exodus

And even though our forces are already in retreat

Everyone wakes up​ and sings in  a loud voice,

“There is One God our God in heaven and on earth.”