I'm back, after a wonderful break, which I hope to write about in detail in the next couple of days.
Meanwhile, a small worry is niggling away at the back of my mind...
The day before we left, Olle rang his best friend Joe and asked him to come over and play. (That was a first - he rang without asking or telling us he was going to do so - the first we knew of it, he was speaking to Joe on the phone.) So Joe's father Al brought him round and asked us to have Joe back home by 6pm as they were having family for dinner. (I later realised this was a Passover dinner.)
An hour later, I was in the kitchen when Olle brought Joe to the fridge to show him his stash of Easter chocolate. He told Joe (who is Jewish) that some Christian friends of ours, K and J, had given them to him. [Apparently, a semi-apologetic excuse for having them.] "K and J aren't Christians!" I said, "They're like us, they don't have any religion and you don't have to be a Christian to have Easter eggs." I said they could eat a little egg each (you know, the ones which are 2cm long) - so they did. It fleetingly occured to me that Joe looked a bit nervous about this and I felt as if I was doing something I shouldn't (urging Easter eggs onto a Jewish child who clearly associated them with Christians) but I didn't have time to give it much thought.
A few days later, when we were in Adelaide, it somehow came up in conversation that when he brought Joe to the door, Al had told co-parent that because of Passover, Joe wasn't to eat wheat, milk or eggs - but that Joe knew what he could or could not eat.
I immediately thought of the chocolate egg - full of milk.
I'm not sure that Joe would've realised that chocolate has milk in it - I think the slightly guilty expression on his face was about eating a 'Christian' food. And I don't think the fact that he ate dairy is of any actual consequence - in this case, it's symbolic.
I guess my concern - my own little guilt - is about the fact that I tempted him to break a cultural taboo. It's not fair to do that to a child, no matter what I as an adult think of such things.
I know that Joe's mother at least is an atheist, but as a family they take their religious practise much more seriously than most of my other Jewish friends - they are embedded in an extended Jewish family who all live nearby in a way that most of my other friends are not. It's not just a religious practise - it's an identification. I suppose the strong identification by them of some of the things we partake in as Christian is an irritant to me, even though I can see that historically, they are. I can see that it must be confusing to children like Joe to be told they aren't have to have Easter eggs because it's a Christian tradition and then to be told by me that it has nothing to do with religion. Not that I would refrain from saying what I did, but I think now that I shouldn't have encouraged the boys to eat an egg.
My dilemma is this - and part of it is about whether or not Joe would have 'confessed' to his parents to eating the egg. If he didn't, I guess there's nothing to be said or done ... or maybe I should bring it up with his mother. If he did (which I have no way of knowing), I feel that I should make a small apology to them - and maybe to him as well.
So both paths lead to talking to them (or his mother) about it.
What do you think?
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