Chapter One:
Some codes to know before you start reading.
*Every time it says ILH, it means laughter is allowed and highly appreciated.
*Every time anyone ever gets emotional you MUST get emotional with them i.e., if someone cries, CRY. WITH. THEM!
*Warning: This story will may make you laugh so hard you’ll cry.
The story begins here. At “Mum…”
“Mum, what’s Passover?” Tiffany asked me randomly.
“Passover…?” I couldn’t bring it to mind.
But then suddenly it all came flying back, very vividly.
Morah Richter’s face flashed in my mind. “Girls why are we strict about Pesach?!”
I could almost hear her shouting.
Whoa, I haven’t thought about that in a while…
*Flashback*
Purim had just finished, and my mother was reminding us that we weren’t
allowed to eat any matzo till Pesach, “and don’t bring any Chometz upstairs or in
little corners!” she’d added.
At school the next day the teachers had reminded us not to say Tachnun, Av
Harachaman or Vitzidkasaynu. We all said the Nasi together, like we were going
to for the next eleven days.
The teacher mentioned something about Kimcha Dpischa as we were leaving, I
think it’s about giving poor family’s needs for Pesach but I’m not sure… she also
talked about Matzos Mitzva, making Matzo now for Pesach, or contributing
somehow. I didn’t think it applied so much to me, I’m sure my father would just
do it.
“Hey, Dini, wanna go shopping after school today?” Michal came up to me and
asked. I readily agreed.
“Oh, in case you didn’t know,” she added, “I just learnt that any clothes we buy, we shouldn’t designate it for Pesach because then we have to use it for Pesach.”
Michal smiled proudly.
I laughed and we went on our weird way.
The week droned on…we were all Pesach cleaning and cooking.
The Shabbos before Pesach we went to Shule for Shabbos Hagodol. The Rabbi’s
speech was so long, and boring I think I actually fell asleep.
After Mincha my friends and I read part of the Haggadah together, it made me so
excited for the Seder.
The next day in school we learnt even more about Pesach.
“… Girls, why are we strict about Chometz!?” she shouted.
My hand automatically shot up, “Because the Torah warned many times about
Chometz and Kores is the punishment.” I said modestly.
“Exactly, thank you Dini, anyone else?”
Sarah reluctantly put her hand up, “The Chachomim forbids the mixture of
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