Last night I celebrated Pesach at my friend Clayton's house. He converted to Judaism when he married his wife who is a Cuban Jew. They had two tiny chihuahua dogs, one of whom is autistic and hydrocephalic. We had lots of fun and lots of delicious food, got into an argument about racism, and topped it all off with a singalong at the end of the night. Some highlights:
"You have to carry your own bucket of water."
"Her father escaped from Castro! Why can't these people get an education and escape from poverty?"
"Love it or leave it."
It was good to talk honestly about things. It reminded me how articulate some people are and I think all of us did a good job of staying human about it and not blowing each other off trying to sound smart.
Just prior to the seder I went to a very satisfying yoga class where I practiced my forearm stand.
Tonight is the Full Moon! Perhaps Zoe and I shall mark it together.
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