Sunday, May 27, 2012
This weekend, the 26th-to-28th, May 20012 we are celebrating Shavuot.
In the early years of my life I lived in rural Israel. The way we celebrated Shavuot was getting dressed up in white, the girls wore a floral headwear wreath and silky head cover and each child carried with him or her a decorated basket full of fruit of the season. The community would assemble for a country style celebration of dance and song and at school the yard was decorated with hay-bails and the national flags.
Until I was about eight years old I remember the excitement of celebrating Shavuot. Choosing the flowers for and preparing my floral headwear-wreath was an art in itself. Selecting and decorating my fruit basket was another fun step. The white dress my Mom used to buy for me for especially for the holiday made me feel like a princess for a day.
But then, for some reasons, over the years the beautiful customs of Shavuot began to fade away and over the years Shavuot became just another holiday with few days off and less celebration as in the past.
Attached is a photo of my Dad and I attending a celebration of the Festival of Bikurim, Shavuot.
Chag Same'ach-Happy Holiday.