That’s a wrap on Purim 2019. Yes, I said that right. Purim is over. I’m not talking about Purim Katan. I’m talking about the real deal – the actual holiday of Purim. Purim of Adar I. The only Purim that I have ever really been into. And the Karaite Jews of America had quite an extravaganza.
So much so that maybe next year we will plan a shabbaton around it.
For those who don’t know Karaites always celebrate Purim in Adar I, whereas, in leap years, our Rabbanite brethren celebrate Purim in Adar II (and some observe Purim Katan in Adar I).
On Yom Shabbat, the Karaite Jews of America had a community megilla reading. I don’t mean that the megilla was read to the community. I mean that it was read *by* the community. Almost 30 different readers participated in reading Megillat Esther in a mishte (drinking party) of sorts. Thankfully from my perspective, there was virtually no drinking.
The youngest “reader” was just over four years old, the second youngest reader was seven-and-a-half years old and the oldest reader was well into his eighties. It was quite a diverse group of participants, from people who were born into Karaite families, to people who married Karaites, to people who accepted upon themselves the covenant of Sinai, to an ordained (non-Karaite) rabbi.
The reading was a fun and I am proud to say that my mom, my dad, my son and I all participated. This was not lost on one of the attendees, who praised us for three generations of readers. (Mad props to Nir and Priel for creating more miracles with this amazing activity.)
I myself practiced reading from my copy of Esther Explained. And by listening to Rotem Cohen’s rendition of the Haggadah (see below).
On Sunday, our we had our first Purim party back in our synagogue. Kudos to Rachel M and others for planning a great event. Here are some pictures.