Pesach Seder

Last week was Passover, and with it came a Seder. This year, however, was different from all other years. Why is this year different from all other years, you might ask? Well I'll tell you. This year, aside from the obvious of being in Israel and therefore not in Chesterland celebrating with my family, the Seder was vastly different from any that I've ever been to before. At home, we go through the Seder and do every part, but it's in a special way: we play a game, and we do it sitting on couches in the family room. We do all sorts of things to cover each step, from skits to play-doh, but we cover each step in some way. Here, the Seder was nothing like that. We sat around a table as is traditional, but that's about where the similarities end. We sang kiddush, skimmed through the Hagaddah picking and choosing pieces to do, and chatted a lot. After the meal, we didn't continue the Seder. It was nothing like I'm used to, but I enjoyed trying a new and different tradition.