Purim, feminism, and my kids
What’s not to love about Purim? Another success story for our people: plan to kill us, foiled! Bring on the food!
I started off the week asking the girls what they know and remember about Purim. Chloe’s three-year-old details were a bit fuzzy, except for the carnival. That she had down pat. Kayli’s five-year-old version was precise beyond belief. She knew about the good, the bad and the ugly. Well done, pre-school teachers. Well done.
So I pulled out the Purim puppets and we started playing. Kids need to play to learn. Play alone, play with friends and play with us. In this case, the conversation that resulted from our play was absolutely priceless.
We told the story of Purim many, many times. My favorite version was Chloe’s:
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