One of my oldest memories of Pesach is the family going to the Rabbi to sell the Chometz.
We would get there and the adults would shmooze.
The Chometz would then be sold, a handkerchief raised (for the Kinyan) and a donation would pass hands.
Then came the test.
The Rabbi would test us kids to see what we learned about Pesach and what we knew in general.
At the end, he always gave us a small present.
It was fun.
But my kids aren't getting that experience.
How exciting is it to log into a Jewish website, fill out a form, and sell your Chometz as if you were on eBay (with a definite buyer)?
Not exciting at all. I admit it's my fault, but in the modern world, transactions are simply moving to the online venue.
My kids are getting plenty of Pesach memories, but this is one that they will miss out on because of the convenience of the Internet (and because I have no clue as to who to physically go to in Israel to sell my Chometz).
Has the Internet dehumanized Passover?
I don't know, but I do know this experience won't be a common one much longer.
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