“Isis be damned,” decried Hatshepsut, Princess of Egypt, “It just can’t be.” The princess’ handmaiden was not in tune with what was going on. “Can you believe it, I am certain that I am pregnant. I can’t be pregnant, my father will kill me. He wants me to marry Prince Ba and produce many grandchildren. Now all of that is down the crapper.” The handmaiden bowed demurely and suggested, “Maybe there is a way out of this. Maybe we can do something that will solve the problem.”
Hatshepsut looked quizzically at her handmaiden. “Are you crazy, what can we possibly do that would help me get out of this situation?” “Well,” the handmaiden said, “Hasn’t your father told the Hebrew midwives to kill all of the Hebrew boys when they are born? And, haven’t the midwives failed to do their job?” “Yes,” said the princess, “what has that to do with this?
“How close are you to giving birth, princess?” “I am not sure but probably about 6 months. I seem to be carrying small and can wear loose clothing for a couple of months,” exclaimed the princess. “Well then,” said the handmaiden. We must keep the birth of the child from your father and all of the others in the palace. When the child is born, you will take the child, if it’s a boy, and put it in a reed casket and put it in the bull rushes. You can then claim that you found it there. Once that is believed, you can ask one of the Hebrew midwives to nurse the child and then take the boy (if it is a boy) and raise him as your own. No one will be the wiser.” If it’s a girl, we can have someone else take it and raise it as their own.
“What a great idea,” declared the princess, and that is exactly what she did. She found a Hebrew midwife and asked her to be a wet nurse and to raise the child and then bring it to her when the child is grown and she will take it from there.
So it was that Moses was raised in a Hebrew household, knowing that his adopted family was part of a group that was being mistreated by his real family. That screwed up Moses entirely. He could not understand why it was that he was in the middle of a situation, not of his doing, which seemed so unfair. He was in a blue funk one day when he was walking around in town and saw a real big burly guy beating the crap out of this little guy.
He called out to the big guy to stop, but nothing happened. He walked over to the man and said, “Didn’t I just tell you to get out of this man’s face?” The burly man took a swing at Moses, which was a huge mistake. Moses had been trained in the palace in the art of wrestling and rendering his opponent unable to breathe. So while the man took another swing, Moses used a form of the Vulcan Death Grip and killed the man.
The little guy ran away and Moses was left with a dead body to get rid of. He put the big man on his back and walked out into the desert and buried him. However, the news of his valiant deed (so thought the Hebrews) and his murder of an Egyptian (thought his real family) reached the ears of the Pharaoh. Ikhnaton acted quickly to find Moses. He was going to kill him, family member or not. This was not something you could do as a non-Egyptian. Moses had heard that the Pharaoh was looking for him and made a beeline for foreign places.
Akhenaton had no understanding of the history of the Hebrews in his land. He only knew them as slaves that built things. All he knew was that they were not Egyptians and had been used as slaves for many years. He had no idea that they were descended from the original 70 family members that Jacob had brought down to Egypt from Canaan four hundred years before.
Canaan had a famine and Jacob needed to get his family out of there before they starved to death. He had heard that Egypt had stored up grain during the good times and was willing to entertain his family as guest workers for a time. Who knew that the time would turn out to be four hundred years and that Jacob’s family would become so numerous? Little did Jacob know that this was the plan of the Grand Vizier of Egypt, Jacob’s long lost son Joseph (or so Jacob thought). Actually, the Joseph that was the #2 in Egypt was not really Jacob’s son, but the illegitimate son of the Pharaoh Thutmose. The original Joseph had been killed by the very caravan that had stopped to pick him up after his brothers had left him to die.
This Joseph was a wily cuss and knew that the Hebrews were a strong lot and could be counted on to do a bunch of cheap labor. That is how they wound up being the new underclass in Egypt. Had Jacob only known what was in store for his family, he would have kept on going to the Sudan.
Moses wound up being the butt of the old farmer’s daughter’s jokes until he later somehow became the leader of a nomadic group of Hebrews. To be continued . . .