Q: On the first night of Passover, Jews all over the world gather with family for a festive “seder,” a word that means “order.” What are the 14 parts of the seder in their correct order?
A: Read the poem to find the answer!
Full Moon, Seder Soon
A full moon ascends to cast its light down. Brightening streets all over town. Fifteenth of Nissan, the rise of full moon Can mean just one thing, the seder starts soon Inside Jewish homes, the family gathers, Seder commences, father then chatters: Seder means order. What order you ask? What to do first? What to do last? There are fourteen parts we observe this night. During the Seder, when some wear just white. KADESH Just like Shabbat, Kiddush we recite. Our cups filled with wine, like each Friday night. We do not drink upright, to the left we recline, Like kings of times past, we drink goblets of wine. URCHATZ Wash hands right to left, like we wash for bread. This time no blessing, say nothing instead. KARPAS Veggie in one hand, salt water in a bowl. Symbol of the tears, God hears from our soul. YACHATZ Break the middle matzah, leave the smaller size. Hide afikomen, a child finds for the prize. MAGGID Read the Pesach story, start with "Ha Lachma." The youngest continues, sings "Ma Nishtana." RACHTZA The first time we washed, without blessing. But this time around, won't be forgetting. MOTZI MATZAH The Jews fled Egypt without leavened bread. They fled in such haste, made matzah instead. MAROR Dip in charoset, bitter Pesach treat. Symbol of mortar, fruit and nuts we eat. KORECH Of matzah and maror, a sandwich we make. Is it too bitter? The excess you shake. SHULCHAN ORECH Time for our dinner, meal at the table. Kosher for Pesach? Check on the label! TZAFUN Find the afikomen - Don't walk, go and run! Get it first to win the prize, the searching is fun. BARECH Our meal is now done, a blessing recite. Birkat Hamazon, read after last bite. HALLEL Redeemed from slavery, to God pray and praise. We fill the fourth cup, final cup we raise. NIRTZAH The end of the seder, the fun just begun. Still at the table, Pesach songs are sung. One last thing we say, each year that we dream. L'Shana Haba'ah B'Yerushalayim.
By Ronen Khordipour