Purim Princess

Sylvie dressed up for the "Purim Parade" at her school. She was a chinois ice princess. The wand was what made her so excited and she abracadabra-ed everyone.



Purim is a holiday when we remember this story:

There was a Persian king named Ahasuearas (a-ha-shoe-wear-ass) whose Queen Vashti wasn't slutty enough for him so he had her killed. He then held a beauty contest to find a new queen and Esther won because she was the fairest in the land. Esther's uncle Mordechai told her never to let the king find out that she was Jewish because everyone knows that Persians don't like the jews. But there was an evil counselors to the king named Haman (hey-men)who wanted to kill all the Jews and he held a lottery (PURIM) to pick a day to send out all the troops to slaughter the Jews. Esther found out and told the King and he had Haman and his followers killed instead. TWISTED!!! sorda of Pretty Woman meets Alladin meets Princess Bride meets Spartacus.

So, the kids dress up as the poor queen Vashti, or the pretty Esther or the evil Haman or the good Uncle Mordechai. We eat little triangle cookies as a symbol of Haman's hat (Hamentashen) and read the whole story from the lengthy Megilla (thus the phrase 'THE WHOLE MEGILLA')

My dad used to give a fabulous performance as Esther at the annual Purim play at my Synagogue growing up. I can still see him with a raggedy ann wig and a clown nose and makeup and a big light blue dress with some stripey socks. Emblazoned in my memory - high on the embarrassment list.

Here is the song we sing:

Oh once there was a wicked, wicked man and Haman was his name Sir
He would have murdered all the Jews though they were not to blame Sir
Oh today, we'll merry merry be
Oh today, we'll merry merry be
Oh today, we'll merry mery be and NOSH SOME HAMENTASHEN
in the face of adversity, we sing about eating!