Bitter was the daily fare of the Jewish slaves in their Egyptian exile. What began as forced labor steadily degenerated into acts of unspeakable brutality and horror, culminating with Pharaoh’s decree to murder all newborn male infants, and his bathing in Jewish children’s blood.

While the physical labor was backbreaking, the moral toll was similarly exacting. The family unit was shattered, wives separated from their husbands, who were forced to remain at their work sites in distant fields. The people were demoralized and depressed, stripped of any vestige of dignity or self-respect. Under the daily terror of the taskmaster’s whip, it seemed useless to hope for a better tomorrow.

The Jewish nation’s hearts had become too dulled, their minds too numbed and their bodies too worn to muster any faith.

One little girl, however, carried in her heart an inextinguishable spark of optimism.

Born into the worst period of servitude, Miriam’s earliest years were formed by the heartbreaking reality of the Jewish exile. Yet despite her tender years, with her valiant strength of character, she confronted the mightiest ruler on earth, audaciously rebuking him for his cruelty to her people.

Risking personal sacrifice, together with her mother, she disregarded Pharaoh’s edict to harm her brethren, and instead gifted them with the necessary tools for their survival.

Thus was formed the indomitable spirit of Miriam, the mother of rebellion.

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