Reader: Some of you may wonder
why an orange has been included on the Seder plate. Years ago,
when women were first being admitted to the rabbinate, Susannah Heschel gave
a speech in Florida, the Land of Oranges. After she spoke of the emerging
equality of women in Jewish life, an irate man rose and said, “A
woman belongs in the rabbinate as much as an orange belongs on
the Seder plate!” Since that day, many of us have placed an orange
on our Seder tables as a symbol that women belong everywhere Jews
belong. The orange has particularly strong symbolism
because it carries within itself the seeds of its rebirth. As women step forward to claim their full role
in Judaism, we too can be full participants in a Jewish rebirth.
Who will be today’s Midwives?
One Sunday morning in 1941 in Nazi-occupied Netherlands,
a mysterious character rode up on his bicycle and entered
the Calvinist church. He
ascended the podium and read aloud the story of the midwives
who saved the Hebrew babies and defied Pharaoh’s policy of
genocide.
“Who is today’s Pharaoh?” he asked. “Hitler”, the congregation replied. “Who are today’s Hebrew babies?” The
Jews.” “Who
will be today’s midwives?” He
left the church, leaving his question hanging in the air.
During the war, seven families from this little church
hid Jews and other resisters from the Nazis.
The Shifra and Puah Award
Al
AXELROD, the Hillel rabbi at Brandeis
University in the 1960’s, established this annual award for
non-violent resistance to tyranny. He
named it after the midwives who resisted and outsmarted Pharoah and
saved the Hebrew infants from drowning. (In
Tel Aviv the maternity hospital is located at the intersection
of Shifra and Puah Street).
To
whom would you give this award this year? (In
1849 Harriet Tubman deserved such an award. See page 99).
From Rags to Riches: A
Folktale
Iraqi Jews tell the tale that in one country the king
was always chosen in a special way. When
the old king died, a bird called the ‘bird of good fortune.’ Would
be released. On whomsever’s head it landed, the people would place the crown
making him their next ruler.
Once the bird
of good fortune landed on the head of a slave. That
slave had been a simple musician who entertained at the
master’s parties. His
costume consisted of a feathered cap and a belt made of
the hooves of sheep.
When the slave became king, he moved into the palace
and wore royal robes. However,
he ordered that a shack be constructed next to the palace
and that his old hat, belt and drum be stored there along
with a giant mirror.
The new king was known for his kindness
and love for all his people-rich and poor, free and slave. Often he would disappear into his little shack. Once
he left its door open and the cabinet ministers saw him don
his feathered hat, put on his old belt and dance and drum
before the mirror. They
found this very strange and asked the king: “After
all, you are a king! You
must maintain your dignity!”
The
king replied: “Once I was a slave and now I’ve become a king. From
time to time I want to remind myself that I was once a slave
lest I grow arrogant and treat with disdain my people and
you, my ministers.”