Today we have three pieces of each of 2 kinds of bread before us: traditional, store bought Matzoh and the homemade bread our family used to survive while we were homeless. Both are unleavened to remind us that our Ancestors had to run and leave behind everything they knew and loved in order to be free. They had lived for many generations as slaves and knew nothing about survival as nomads, but they knew staying was not an option.
   We use this Medicine to remember if they had not made the sacrifice in their lifetime we would still be slaves. They had to look ahead and see the bad coming but move through it anyway so we could all survive and be free. We use it to remember our own times when running to a new place was scary and meant a sacrifice.

   We break the center piece of the Matzah as our hearts were broken for all we lost by running. We will hide it for later use.

Now we will take time to talk about our times being homeless, how it changed us, if there are elements of that time we are still healing and growing from, and what good we see came from it. For those who have never been homeless this is the time to talk about how it feels that people you love have suffered being homeless, guilt when we see people living in tents on the street, and our own fears of one day living on the street ourselves.

We stop to remember  our Ojibwe ancestors who turned wandering into a way of life. They knew how to take suffering and make it into something beautiful and we ask to learn from them and create that beauty in our own lives


haggadah Section: Yachatz