Recently, Marash Girl attended a meeting of the Union of Marash Armenians, Watertown Chapter. The entertainment consisted of a young man performing a piano duet with his teacher. The scene was reminiscent of a day many years ago when Marash Girl herself was introduced, walked onto that same stage, and stood curtseying at the piano (could it have been the same grand piano?). After the welcoming applause, all was quiet -- all was quiet until she sat on the piano bench, and played the first notes of the piece she had so carefully memorized . . . that was the signal for the audience . . . the folks in the audience immediately began to chatter. No matter! Marash Girl happily played on, aware that were she to make a mistake, no-one would notice! At her last note, all became silent for one moment, and then a thunder of applause -- applause, she realized , that the audience gladly proffered as they realized they could now go back to chattering without guilt, which was, in reality, the reason they had all gathered that day in Watertown, Massachusetts.
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