Tonight is the most important night of the Jewish year. It
isn’t Yom Kippur, Holocaust memorial day or Hanukah. And it doesn’t take place
in your Synagogue, or in Israel, or anywhere where you aren’t. It is Seder night,
and it takes place in your dining room.
Seder night has a radical claim at its heart: that before
Judaism is a religion, or a people, or a culture – it is a story; one that is
told in a family context, in the first person. It is a story that is to be questioned,
but also experienced, celebrated, dramatized and eaten. It is a story that is turned
from narrative into nomos, from fable into values and practices – as we open
the door for others. And it takes place at home, around your table.
If we were to choose a National Jewish Parenting Day, it
would be Seder night (both of them!). Already in the Torah, before the Israelites
even left Egypt, God and Moses fast forward to the quintessential moment of
parenting: “And when your children asks you, 'What does this ceremony mean
to you?” (Exodus 12:26). This scenario is repeated three times, which –
with the addition of one unasked question – will become the basis of the midrash
about Four children at the Seder table. And it is upn this basis that the
Rabbis turned Passover from a Temple based holiday – one which takes place there,
away from home – to a home-made holiday, which always begins right here.
Passover Night puts into focus the two pillars of Jewish
parenting: Calendar and Table. Nothing new here, it might be trite (“we’re
all wise, we all know the story”), and yet I find it worth repeating: Calendar
and Table are the two vehicles through which Jewish parenting takes place. And
they both begin at the home, not with the outsourcing institutions of Jewish
education we’ve become so dependent on.
Calendar. The Jewish story is first of all conveyed
through the calendar, and that has remained its strongest suit to this day. Families
who do not shape their lives around the daily observances and commandments of
Halakha, nevertheless tie their family life to the Jewish calendar. Stories are
thus woven into the temporal rhythm of the family, like birthdays that come around
whether we like it or not. Awkward rituals containing memories demanding to be
told, repeated. At its best, the very experience of time reminds us of the
story, such that creation itself seems to be repeating the tale: the smells of
spring herald the retelling of the Exodus; the darkness of winter beckons for the
candles of Hanukkah; the falling leaves invites the reflectivity of Rosh
haShana. As Heschel would put it, Judaism builds palaces in time, allowing the
stories to reside not only in locations and institutions, but wherever we are. And
as Yosef Haim Yerushalmi and Mircea Eliade taught us, what matters in the
Jewish calendar is not history but memory. Did the stories “happen”? They exist
not in the past, but in mythic time which repeats itself every year. In our
modern technological life, as time has become an ever scarcer resource, the
power of shaping time around our stories – even just a few times a year -
cannot be underestimated, for our children and for ourselves.
Table. “As long as the temple existed – the altar
would atone for Israel. Now – a person’s table atones for him.” (Talmud Brachot
55a). Faced with a dislocated Judaism, the Rabbis turned the family table into
the central location of Jewish practice, and this continues to be the most
powerful invention of Rabbinic Judaism. It was often trumped by the synagogue
and the house of study/school, and has recently been sidelined by an era in
which Jews sought to reclaim the public sphere and political space. And yet the
family table must be the central altar, nothing really rivals it. Around the
family table stories are told, conversations are had, and values are put into
practice. Tables are always places of rules and mores - Parents try and teach their
children how to “behave like human beings” and children challenge and undermine
their parent’s authority – but can be so much more than that. Hospitality, that
Abrahamic Jewish practice, challenges us to expand our table to people of all
stripes and backgrounds.
Passover night is THE night of Jewish table, creating a constitutive
moment that can then be translated into year round rituals, as we reconvene on
a smaller scale around the table on Friday nights and other holidays. On Seder
night, wrote Philo, even as the altar in Jerusalem still stood, “every home
takes on the semblance of the Temple and receives its glory, the main course
becomes the holy offering, and the participants are invited to purify
themselves. Every other day of the year ritual is led by priests – on this
night every family become the practitioners of the holy of holies.”
Four Questions, which are One: From Theory into Practice
All this sounds great in theory, and is most challenging in
practice. Here are four questions raised in a recent conversation among parents
in preparation for Passover. All four are different renditions of the question:
Who am I doing this for?
The focus on children and parenting can often make the
ritual feel empty and boring to parents. How do we avoid the infantilization
of Jewish rituals to the point that grown ups – or teenage children – feel left
out?
I’ve become more observant once I had children, creating
a strong culture of Jewish calendar and table practices in the absence of much Jewish
community around me. The desire to raise my children within the Jewish story becomes
stronger the more I see it as a healthy antidote to a vapid consumer culture.
Yet each year as I clean I wonder – if I’m mostly doing this for my children,
why practice these rituals when they’re not watching? How much effort should I
then spend on the pieces that don’t feel like they are particularly relevant -
or noticeable – to children? Will they know that that I’m “only doing it for
them”?
It’s all well and good to talk about storytelling at the
Passover Seder, but the ritual itself allows very little room for it.
Between the order of the Haggadah and the desires of the various guests and
hosts, and the fact that everyone basically knows the story too, what exactly
are we aiming for on this night? Getting the children to focus for a few
minutes is hard enough, and rarely happens “in the right moment”, so how do I
know that we’ve “performed the ritual as it should be” and be able to relax my
grip the rest of the time?
I am not a parent, and have little interest in a night
that is so child-oriented, when I am not one. What of all this relates to me?
Like on Seder night, these questions are deeper than any
answers one can give. But a good sounding board for these questions can be
found in Maimonides’ discussion of Seder Night:
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One must make
changes on this night, so that the children will see and will be motivated to
ask: "Why is this night different from all other nights?" until he
replies to them: "This and this occurred; this and this took
place."
What changes should
be made? He should give them roasted seeds and nuts; the table should be
taken away before they eat; matzot should be snatched from each other and the
like.
When a person does
not have a son, his wife should ask him. If he does not have a wife, [he and
a colleague] should ask each other: "Why is this night different?"
This applies even if they are all wise. A person who is alone should ask
himself: "Why is this night different?" (Maimonides Code, Hametz
uMatza 7:3)
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וצריך לעשות שינוי בלילה הזה--כדי
שיראו הבנים וישאלו ויאמרו, מה נשתנה הלילה הזה מכל הלילות, עד שישיב להם ויאמר
להם, כך וכך אירע וכך וכך היה.
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Maimonides’, based on the Talmud, grounds Passover night in
a series of games, surprises and changes – which are all aimed at eliciting spontaneous,
real questions from the audience. “Snatching matza” is the afikoman game, “seeds
and nuts” are the desserts of old. Give out candy, do strange things – anything
to keep this night alive, fun and relevant.
But a moment before Passover night turns into a
child-oriented circus, Maimonides pauses to ask: what if the classic imagined audience
is not there? What remains of Passover without parenting? “A person who is alone should ask
himself: Why is this night different?”
I find the image of a person, sitting along and asking
themselves questions on Passover night, to be the most poignant image of ideal
parenting. Anything we do with our children, ideally, would be something we
would do on our own, for ourselves, if we could. And when we do it with our
children, the engine for it should not just be in them – our desires, fears, or
hopes for them – but in something in ourselves. This is not about being
self-serving, but about integrity, acting from a place of existential grounding,
from our best selves. Children sniff it out immediately if it does not emanate
from such a place.
Granted, we are rarely our best selves when we are alone in
a room. So much of early parenting is trying to regain best practices which we
allowed slide during adulthood (clean language, no snacking between meals, limiting
screen time, making time for what really matters). In fact, it is far easier to
do things for our children and to expect of them the highest behavior – while struggling
to reach those bars ourselves. In response Maimonides’ offers an image of
parenting as a series of concentric circles – ideally we should be having the same
conversations with our children as we have with our spouse, our friends,
ourselves. Parenting allows us to put on a mask of our best self, or a mask of
an ideal world which we want to give our children – but we must make sure that
the mask is never too distant from who we are by ourselves, with our friends
and with our spouses. And the relationship should work both ways: the stories
we tell our children, the questions they ask of us, must shape who we are as
adults as well. In that sense, talking about parenting is just a way of talking
about who we want to truly be. Turning that into practice, well for that we need
a whole bag of tricks up our sleeve – for our children as for ourselves.
Hag Sameach,
Mishael
