| Another assignment was a one-act play -- probably my worst medium on "teaching a hard lesson". you don't even want to think about stealing this one :o) - caroline |
| One-Act Play |
| Characters: Ally (Almira = “Of Higher Birth Order”), Cassie (Cassium = “Vain”), Shanna (“Wise”) Scene 1: Classroom. There are two students represented from each style group: i.e. there are two in black, two in sports jerseys, two in bush plaid, two in baggy clothes. There is one girl, Shanna, that doesn’t have anyone wearing an outfit like hers. She is wearing jeans and a tank top. Ally and Cassie are in the front row, across the aisle from one another. They are wearing preppy/posh outfits, obviously trying to look good. As we come onto the scene, the teacher says something and they both look at each other, suppressing giggles. The teacher drones in unintelligible words, a constant monotone mumble. The girls pass notes, glance around while reading them at the subjects (other students) of the notes, and generally act haughty. Teacher – (the first non-droned words:) Now, your midterm assignment. (Every student now looks up except for A and C. The two girls pause for a few milliseconds, then look up with slight interest.) Teacher – We have been studying the differences between classes in North America. For our class project, we will break up into pairs… (Here, Cassie sticks out her gel pen into the middle of the aisle and it is met in recognition by the identical pen of Ally: they are bright pink with gaudy feathers on the end) …and look at a microcosm of this effect: how the class divisions in our school are made up. It’ll be worth 30% of your term mark, so do it well. I trust you are adult enough to make up your own groups. (Each pair of style-kids loudly push their desks together. Shanna gets up, looks around, slumps down into chair, defeated. Bell rings.) Cassie – You ready to ace this baby? Ally – It’s in the bag. Hey, do you wanna meet after school Friday? We could hit the club after to reward ourselves. Okies? Cassie – Sounds like a plan. Heading down to the caf? (They exit the room and start walking down the hallway. This hallway moves while they all walk on the spot if on stage.) Ally – Uh-hunh. I’ll just get a salad or a Diet Coke or something. (Shanna, walking the other way, drops her pen; the two just walk over it and continue on. Ally looks behind and sees that she picks it up; Cassie keeps looking forward. Ally and girl make eye contact (works well as a movie here, if not movie, then they have a second where they just face each other, then Ally spins back around); Ally looks straight in front again.) End of Scene 1 |