All the listeners and seers from the first part and the writers and quoters in the last

[sovay]

And tonight after all the guests from the seder had gone home we vacuumed the eleventh plague off the walls and ceilings of three different rooms, for it came in the form of tiny, tiny midges slipping through the window screens and homing straight for the lights and it was not as gross as the first plague or as fatal as the last, but it was impressively obnoxious. It was a good seder all the same. Every year is different and what matters is that you open the door to the stranger: let all who are thirsty have to drink, let all who are hungry be fed, let all who are enslaved be free. Next year in Jerusalem, next year in freedom as my mother says. Chag sameach, all.

Comments

[gwynnega]

Sorry about the midges!

Chag sameach.

[nineweaving]

It was an excellent seder.

Chag sameach.

Nine

[larryhammer]

Our seder had 5 children 6-and-under, who collectively opened the door and piled outside calling, "Elijah! Where are you? Hello?!?"

It was not a sedate seder. It was a good one. (The Eaglet, as the youngest able to, read the Four Questions, with much stumbling and some assistance, all the way through -- after which they flopped down the haggadah and announced, "I'm never doing that again!")

Chag sameach!