The
Haggadah is one of these mysterious items our tradition has.
I
still remember the Haggadah my mother's uncle brought every year to the Seder.
Even
though he visited us very frequently and always brought presents, I looked at
that Haggadah with curiosity and special interest.
Now
that I think back to those times, I think I understand why that green book was
so particular.
The
Haggadah tells us where we come from. Two nights in the year we sit down around
the table to talk about our origins.
It
is a mitzvah to speak about our origins, not just a social act.
This
Pesach think of the Sedarim you remember from your childhood and thank G-d for
all the accomplishments you personally and we as a people made.
In memory of my beloved mother and teacher Miriam Rachel bat
Israel Itzchak Z"L
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