Shortly after letting the Israelites leave Egypt, the Pharaoh said, "I have made a terrible mistake". Sure, killer angels had just slaughtered a large percentage of his people’s children, and the streets were a disgusting stew of blood, frogs, and locusts, and it was hailing and dark, and everybody had lice and boils. But on the other hand, the Pharaoh had just lost his free labor force and the Israelites’ departure was going to do to destroy the Egyptian entertainment industry. 

So the Pharaoh sent his army to bring the Israelites back. His soldiers caught up with them on the banks of the sea.

Adonai told Moses to lift his walking stick. He raised it, and a strong east wind parted the waters of the sea, leaving space for the Israelites to cross over dry land and also pick up an array of interesting seashells that would have otherwise been inaccessible. The Egyptian army, none of whom apparently had been paying the slightest attention to anything happening in Egypt over the previous couple of weeks, decided it would be a good idea to follow them. Moses lifted his rod again, and the waters rushed back and covered the Egyptian soldiers.

Then Moses’s sister, Miriam, led the women in joyous dance and song, thanking Adonai for saving their lives. They tried to get Moses to dance, but he declined despite the ballroom dancing lessons he had taken when he was a prince. “You should save your strength,” Moses advised. “We still have to walk to the land of Canaan, and it is at least ninety minutes away.” He was correct, in the sense that it took longer.


haggadah Section: -- Ten Plagues