[HANASHIR:2421] Re: Its ADAR, time to prepare for Pesach

[sandra shetka <shetka...>]

H i Carole
I really enjoyed the songs you send.   My favorite is "Just a Tad of
Charoset".  It's a tune the kids easily know.  And the words are
clever and funny and put one in touch with the true eating of it all
together.
Hope you don't mind I just changed one line .."It's hard to be a
Jew..."  to..."But that's what Jews..know they have to do or ... But
what's to do? It's what we do as Jews... etc. as options..
I just don't like the image left in kids heads that it's hard to be a
Jew.  
Thanks
sandi




---Carole Rivel <crivel (at) cloud9(dot)net> wrote:
>
> >JUST A FEW SONGS....
> >
> >
> >There's No Seder Like our Seder
> >(sung to the tune of "There's no Business like
> >Show business")
> >There's no seder like our seder,
> >There's no seder I know.
> >Everything about it is halachic
> >Nothing that the Torah won't allow.
> >Listen how we read the whole Haggadah
> >It's all in Hebrew
> >'Cause we know how.
> >There's no Seder like our seder,
> >We tell a tale that is swell:
> >Moses took the people out into the heat
> >They baked the matzoh
> >While on their feet
> >Now isn't that a story
> >That just can't be beat?
> >Let's go on with the show!
> >-----------------------------
> >Take Us Out of Egypt
> >(sung to the tune of Take me out to the ball game")
> >Take us out of Egpyt
> >Free us from slavery
> >Bake us some matzoh in a haste
> >Don't worry 'bout flavor--
> >Give no thought to taste.
> >Oh it's rush, rush, rush, to the Red Sea
> >If we don't cross it's a shame
> >For it's ten plagues,
> >Down and you're out
> >At the pesach history game.
> >---------------------------------
> >Elijah
> >(to the tune of "Maria")
> >Elijah!
> >I just saw the prophet Elijah.
> >And suddenly that name
> >Will never sound the same to me.
> >Elijah!
> >He came to our seder
> >Elijah!
> >He had his cup of wine,
> >But could not stay to dine
> >This year--
> >Elijah!
> >For your message all Jews are waiting:
> >That the time's come for peace
> >and not hating--
> >Elijah--
> >Next year we'll be waiting.
> >Elijah!
> >--------------------------------------
> >Just a Tad of Charoset
> >(to the tune of "Just a spoon full of sugar")
> >Chorus:
> >Just a tad of charoset helps the bitter herbs go
> >down,
> >The bitter herbs go down, the bitter herbs go down.
> >Just a tad of charoset helps the bitter herbs go down,
> >
> >
> >In the most disguising way.
> >Oh, back in Egypt long ago,
> >The Jews were slaves under Pharoh.
> >They sweat and toiled and labored
> >through the day.
> >So when we gather pesach night,
> >We do what we think right.
> >Maror, we chew,
> >To feel what they went through.
> >Chorus
> >So after years of slavery
> >They saw no chance of being free.
> >Their suffering was the only life they knew.
> >But baby Moses grew up tall,
> >And said he'd save them all.
> >He did, and yet,
> >We swear we won't forget.
> >That......
> >
> >Chorus
> >While the maror is being passed,
> >We all refill our water glass,
> >Preparing for the taste that turns us red.
> >Although maror seems full of minuses,
> >It sure does clear our sinuses.
> >But what's to do?
> >It's hard to be a Jew!!!
> >Chorus
> >------------------------------------
> >Les Miselijah
> >(to the tune of "Do you hear the people Sing" from
> >Les Miserables)
> >Do you hear the doorbell ring,
> >And it's a little after ten?
> >It can only be Elijah
> >Come to take a sip again.
> >He is feeling pretty fine
> >But in his head a screw is loose.
> >So perhaps instead of wine
> >We should only give him juice.
> >-----------------------------------
> >Same time next year
> >(to the tune of "Makin' Whoopee")
> >Another pesach, another year,
> >The family seder with near and dear...
> >Our faces shining,
> >All thoughts of dining
> >Are put on hold now.
> >We hear four questions,
> >The answer given
> >Recalls the Jews from Egypt driven.
> >The chrain is bitter, (charoses better!)
> >Please pass the matzoh.
> >Why is this evening different
> >From all the other nights?
> >This year the Jews all over
> >Are free to perform the rites.
> >A gorgeous dinner--who can deny it--
> >Won't make us thinner, to hell with diet!
> >It's such great cooking...
> >and no one's looking,
> >So just enjoy it.
> >Moving along at steady clip
> >Elijah enters, and takes a sip;
> >And then the singing with voices ringing
> >Our laughter mingling.
> >When singing about Chad Gad Ya.
> >Watch close or your place you'll lose,
> >For Echad Mi Yodea:
> >Which tune shall we use?
> >We pray next Pesach
> >We'll all be here.
> >It's a tradition...
> >Same time next year...
> >So fill it up now, the final cup now,
> >Next year at ____________
> >-------------------------------------
> >The Ballad of the Four Sons
> >(to the tune of "Clementine")
> >Said the father to his children,
> >"At the seder you will dine,
> >You will eat your fill of matzoh,
> >You will drink four cups of wine."
> >Now this father had no daughters,
> >But his sons they numbered four.
> >One was wise and one was wicked,
> >One was simple and a bore.
> >And the fourth was sweet and winsome,
> >he was young and he was small.
> >While his brothers asked the questions
> >he could scarcely speak at all.
> >Said the wise one to his father
> >"Would you please explain the laws?
> >Of the customs of the seder
> >Will you please explain the cause?"
> >And the father proudly answered,
> >"As our fathers ate in speed,
> >Ate the paschal lambe 'ere midnight
> >And from slavery were freed."
> >So we follow their example
> >And 'ere midnight must complete
> >All the seder and we should not
> >After 12 remain to eat.
> >Then did sneer the son so wicked
> >"What does all this mean to you?"
> >And the father's voice was bitter
> >As his grief and anger grew.
> >
> >"If you yourself don't consider
> >As son of Isreal,
> >Then for you this has no meaning
> >You could be a slave as well."
> >hen the simple son said simply
> >"What is this," and quietly
> >The good father told his offspring
> >"We were freed from slavery."
> >But the youngest son was silent
> >For he could not ask at all.
> >His bright eyes were bright with wonder
> >As his father told him all.
> >My dear children, heed the lesson
> >and remember evermore
> >What the father told his children>> >Told his sons that numbered
> >four.
> >
> >
> >
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