Straightening up after the holidays, Marash Girl found small folded pieces of paper tucked into the bedding of her grandchildren, Elina and Iffar. "Click" went her memory. Yes, Iffar, holding onto a small piece of paper, had tried to sing thank you but no one had paid him attention, there was so much happening in the living room . . . And Elina had been secretly writing on a small piece of paper when Iffar announced, much to Elina's dismay, that Elina was working on a thank you presentation. . . Luckily Marash Girl did not toss the small papers, but rather, unfolded them to find the following.
Marash Girl shared the unperformed "manuscripts" with Marash Boy, who, overwhelmed with emotion that his little grandchildren had cared enough to plan such a performance, took to writing the following in email form to their children:
"As in the literary custom of the ancient Greeks, Romans, Persians and all of the Semitic cultures of the Fertile Crescent, your children, Enila and Iffar, wanted to express their thanks for the hospitality they enjoyed over Christmas in poetry and song.