It was October 2014. My family gathered at the base of our apartment building with neighbors and friends, beneath a tent covered in palm fronds. A slight chill lingered in the air as the song of parakeets danced in the wind, and laughter filled what I would later learn was called a sukkah. We sat on plastic chairs, sharing stories, trading jokes, and giving thanks for having narrowly missed the rain.This was my family's first time celebrating Sukkot, the Feast of Tabernacles. Our gracious