Showing posts with label rosh hashanah. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rosh hashanah. Show all posts

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Judaism Week Recap

Overall, I think Judaism Week was a success, but I never got around either to the glitter bottle or the challah. Jackson loved the apples and honey, he learned what a candle is (as mentioned in one of our topical poems and then demonstrated in real life), he now knows a shofar is a horn (which comes from a goat or a sheep), and he enjoyed a little Barbra. I ended up not liking the Rosh Hashanah story from Ten Holiday Jewish Children's Stories (it was fine, just not quite age-appropriate and too metaphorical), so I gave up reading it after three days; I wish I'd looked a bit further afield. Ideally I can find a copy of Kveller's recommended Apples and Honey before next year. The best resource I had on hand was definitely Jane Yolen's Milk and Honey, which was both appropriate, informative and enjoyable.

I'm not sure J will remember "Shana" (his word for Rosh Hashanah) come next fall, but I think he did learn something, and it was a nice, pleasant week.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Day 2 of Judaism Week

I remembered that life isn't all about books about the same time I saw the Avinu Malkeinu mentioned in my Rosh Hashanah reading. I looked up Avinu Melkeinu on the Interwebs, and Jackson seemed to really enjoy video of Barbra Streisand's version of the song/prayer. He calls Rosh Hashanah "Shanna" and points at our Judiasm books when we talk about it. He also understands that the shofar is a horn and that horns come from sheep and goats, and we learned what candles are, and how the sulfur from matches can tickle one's nose. (He kept saying "Nose? Nose?" until I lit another match.) This unit study stuff is actually all it's cracked up to be. Who knew?



In other news, the kiddo had a blast helping me plant some new stuff in a corner of the yard. He picked out some shelling pea seeds from our seed box (he liked the rattling sound they made inside the packet), and they were just the right size for him to actually grasp and drop in the little holes. He loved his peas and when they spilled he picked up every single one and put it back in the "packet! packet!" I finally had to trade him a biscuit for the pea seeds to get them back.

Pictures of our new tree and new patch of dirt forthcoming!