No longer thirsty, Bnei Yisrael continued on their journey. Yet, not all was well. Soon after, they used up the supply of Matzah they brought with them. Upon realizing their food ran out, they complained to Moshe and Aharon:
“We’re going to starve to death!”
“We should have stayed in Egypt! At least there we had bread and meat!”
The very next morning, when the people looked out of their tents, they saw something very unusual: the ground was covered with shiny, flat, round, white flakes.
Moshe explained, “HaShem sent us this bread from heaven. Every morning you will collect just enough for your families.”
“Wonderful! HaShem has given us FOOD!” the people said with much joy.
“But… “Mann hu? What exactly is it? We’ve never seen anything like it before!”
“True, indeed. So what do you suggest we call this incredible food?”
“I suggest,” someone piped up, “Since it’s too hard to describe, let’s keep it simple. We’ll call it “Mann.”
And so, all Bnei Yisrael set out to gather their portions of Mann, except the Tzadikim, righteous people, who found their portions outside their tent doors. Nobody measured exactly how much they were gathering, but regardless of the amount they gathered, when they got home it was exactly the right amount – an Omer of Mann per person – no more and no less.
The leftover Mann in the field melted in the sun and turned into streams of water from which deer and gazelles drank. People from the surrounding countries hunted those animals and ate their meat. The meat tasted absolutely delicious, and before long, they discovered the secret – it was all due to the amazing Mann!