If it's November, It Must be Pilgrim Play Time
November was when I first knew I wanted to be a writer. I
was seven years old and in second grade. We must have studied the Pilgrims.
(this was a while ago, so I’m sure it was not politically correct in any way) I
wrote a play about them, casting my friends in the roles. I begged Mrs. Norma Bernsohn to let us
perform it. She was a patient woman.
The play let us be clear, was god-awful. Truly bad. Not even
when my mother typed it up for me did it get any better.
But Mrs. Bernsohn told me, “You’re an author.”
Of course it took me a few decades to believe her and get
off my butt and write.
No title. Just a weird obsession with clean clothes. And a
belief that all the Pilgrims came from Holland.
Yeah.
Feel free to perform at your Thanksgiving feasts.
Scene
1
Mary:
Oh, we hardly have enough food to last us on the whole trip to Virginia, Sue.
Sue:
I know it, Mary, but we will soon be there. We will have good crops and maybe
the people there will show us how to make our homes snug inside.
Julie:
Sue, we are near to shore now.
Sue:
But Julie, all I see is trees and grass and how cold it is out.
Scene
2
Sue:
The men are going down on the new land now, Mary.
Mary:
But look, what is on the land, Sue?
Sue:
Maybe the Indians are going to welcome us.
Julie:
I certainly hope they're not angry at us, Sue.
Mary:
Julie, listen to what the Captain is saying. All women go to shore.
Scene
3
Julie:
Now we are on land, Mary and we must wash our clothes.
Joe:
Hey, Jack!
Jack:
Yes, Joe, those Indians are pretty friendly!
Joe:
Well, let's start building and cutting down trees, Jack. Jack! I've made
friends with some Indians.
Scene
4
Sue:
We're certainly having a cold winter, Mary.
Mary:
And a hard time finding food, too.
Julie:
We are having so much snow this winter.
Scene
5
Mary:
Now that the winter is over we shall have to thank God by having a feast.
Julie:
We shall invite some Indians to share it with us.
Mary;
When we are done, some of us shall go back home.
Sue:
now we shall start our feast. The turkey is good and the cranberries are
delicious.
Julie:
Now that we are done, we shall say goodbye to some of us.
Mary:
They shall go back to Holland.
All:
Good bye. Good bye.
This is adorably hilarious.
ReplyDeleteI think this should be performed at ALL Thanksgiving feasts!
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