The fortunate of our  elderlies  is like this

Or they die prematurely.

Or fall by the evil hands.

Without  having a grave.

The embodiment of these words dedicated to the Armenian elderlies was the event at Mets Masrik secondary school dedicated to the 130th anniversary of D. Varujan.
That pathetic matinee moved the audiences to that area where the great poet lived and created.
The participants recited the patriotic poems and  said the dictums by the early died poet  with  the holy fear attaching the dictums under the poet’s photograph.

 The performance of the song written with the words of  ̎ Dedication ̎  poem  was  novelty for the present audience. Speaking about  ̎ Concubine  ̎poem we lived through the pagan life with its beauty and feelings.

The teachers acted as participants in the matinee. Then the unusual scene was opened in front of the audience , in one end of the hall was grindstone, green and ripe spikes of wheat, wheat flour, water, lavash. It was clear that ̎ the song about bread ̎ collection should be talked. But it was surprise by the  pre trained organizers(Armenian language and Literature teachers S. Mkrtchyan and A. Gasparyan). Through the tranquil, soft music written by the words of    ̎ Tsoryani seas ̎  poem  Ani wearing Armenian garb entered with her flexible dance performane and performed the creation of bread from  sowing of wheat to the made  bread .There was an  image of Armenian woman hard-working, decent, discreet and flexible.

All participants felt the poet's tragedy, love, patriotism, and recited a poem once again testified the greatness  and genius of Varujan as a poet and as a human.

Never will be forgotten the poet that became a victim of Genocide and his undying creations.