The Birth of Jesus, Seen Through Marty's Eyes (part two)
Again, that is not a typo.
You can look for my note two days previous from Blogger and Facebook
http://heroesdontkill.blogspot.com/
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You can look for my note two days previous from Blogger and Facebook
http://heroesdontkill.blogspot.com/
https://www.facebook.com/#!/notes/david-thinkparis-alvin/the-birth-of-jesus-seen-through-martys-eyes/10151132307024475
and even on two group sites, “Christians United For Israel” on Facebook and btlg1370 (I call it phonetically “bootleg thirteen seventy”) on Yahoo! Groups and see the first half of this play I've written and classes will be performing at Bethany Lutheran Church's Parable Playhouse starting next Sunday in Sunday school.
It's exciting to use more puppets than my ones dressed as Bible characters – heck, one main character's an iguana (got a LOT of animals, and I need to bring them out sometime other than when we tell the story of Noah's Ark) – and experiment a bit, make this something you learn from as well as fun!
It's exciting to use more puppets than my ones dressed as Bible characters – heck, one main character's an iguana (got a LOT of animals, and I need to bring them out sometime other than when we tell the story of Noah's Ark) – and experiment a bit, make this something you learn from as well as fun!
Let's make this happen! David
The Birth of Jesus, Seen Through Marty's Eyes continued from Tuesday
ZECHARIAH is obviously frustrated and reaches out to ELISABETH, trying to get her to hear him.
ELISABETH: (whispers to audience) It's gonna be a quiet nine months.
ELISABETH looks back at ZECHARIAH, who's getting tired and sags to his knees, tucking his head in.
ELISABETH looks back at ZECHARIAH, who's getting tired and sags to his knees, tucking his head in.
ELISABETH: And a long nine months too.
TEACHER (as ELISABETH leaves stage right): Five months later, Elisabeth gets a visitor ...
MARTY and IGUANA come up stage right. IGUANA gets in front of MARTY and next to ZECHARIAH.
IGUANA (to ZECHARIAH, loudly): IGUANA!
IGUANA (to ZECHARIAH, loudly): IGUANA!
ZECHARIAH jumps up startled and mouths, "Eek! A lizard! Unclean!" but of course you can't hear him. He hustles off stage left.
MARTY (who can read lips): Hey, Iggy IS clean! I gave him a bath ...
MARY enters stage right as MARTY approaches center stage.
MARTY: Last week.
MARY (shaking her head, to MARTY): Guys! They think if it's not board stiff, they can wear it or use it!
MARTY (turning to MARY): Hey, don't knock it ... who are you?
MARY (to MARTY): Who are YOU? And where's Elisabeth?
MARY (shaking her head, to MARTY): Guys! They think if it's not board stiff, they can wear it or use it!
MARTY (turning to MARY): Hey, don't knock it ... who are you?
MARY (to MARTY): Who are YOU? And where's Elisabeth?
ELISABETH comes in stage left.
ELISABETH (over MARTY and IGUANA, to MARY): I'm over here, sis! I'm glad you could be -- EEK, what is that?
ELISABETH rushes past IGUANA, bumps into MARTY and gets next to MARY.
ELISABETH (over MARTY and IGUANA, to MARY): I'm over here, sis! I'm glad you could be -- EEK, what is that?
ELISABETH rushes past IGUANA, bumps into MARTY and gets next to MARY.
ELISABETH (half-screaming): It's a bug! A big bug! (IGUANA looks over to MARTY, MARY, and ELIZABETH.)
MARTY (to ELISABETH): It is not a bug, it's a lizard! (MARTY smacks his head.) I mean, it's not a lizard, it's an
IGUANA: IGUANA!
MARTY (to ELISABETH): It is not a bug, it's a lizard! (MARTY smacks his head.) I mean, it's not a lizard, it's an
IGUANA: IGUANA!
MARTY (yelling at IGUANA): Will you stop saying that? (MARTY looks out to audience.) I can see why that's annoying; come on Iggy (MARTY gets ready to lead him off stage left, then turns back and says) oh, and congratulations on both of you being moms!
MARTY and IGUANA leave stage left.
ELISABETH moves back to center stage, and MARY approaches her.
ELISABETH (to MARY, with her hands on her tummy): Wait a minute -- BOTH of us being moms?
MARY (softly): Yes, that's what I came to tell you. I'm going to be a mom too! (MARY smiles big.)
ELISABETH (to MARY, with her hands on her tummy): Wait a minute -- BOTH of us being moms?
MARY (softly): Yes, that's what I came to tell you. I'm going to be a mom too! (MARY smiles big.)
ELISABETH: That is great! (MARY and ELISABETH hug.) How did it happen?
MARY: Awkward.
ELISABETH: Sis, you know what I meant! (ELISABETH starts walking back and forth, and MARY follows her.) Now ... Joseph, right ... he's got to be pleased as punch you two lovebirds are married
MARY: Well, no.
ELISABETH stops and faces MARY.
ELISABETH: Sis, you know what I meant! (ELISABETH starts walking back and forth, and MARY follows her.) Now ... Joseph, right ... he's got to be pleased as punch you two lovebirds are married
MARY: Well, no.
ELISABETH stops and faces MARY.
ELISABETH: What do you mean, no? This baby is someone else's?
MARY: Yes, but Joseph's going to raise him. With me.
ELISABETH: But Joseph's not his dad? And he's still marrying you, against our law? (Looking around and making sure her husband the priest can't hear what they're saying.)
MARY (softly): Yes he is. Joseph came to me and said he wasn't sure he should marry me since I had a baby ... but this baby (MARY takes hold of her tummy) is the Son of God.
MARY: Yes, but Joseph's going to raise him. With me.
ELISABETH: But Joseph's not his dad? And he's still marrying you, against our law? (Looking around and making sure her husband the priest can't hear what they're saying.)
MARY (softly): Yes he is. Joseph came to me and said he wasn't sure he should marry me since I had a baby ... but this baby (MARY takes hold of her tummy) is the Son of God.
ELISABETH (slowly): The Son of God? (ELISABETH leaps up into the air and falls back down.)
MARY helps ELISABETH to her feet.
MARY: Wow, that was some kick!
ELISABETH looks up to MARY.
ELISABETH (sounding a bit tired): Yes ... but I knew he'd do that.
MARY helps ELISABETH to her feet.
MARY: Wow, that was some kick!
ELISABETH looks up to MARY.
ELISABETH (sounding a bit tired): Yes ... but I knew he'd do that.
MARY (wide-eyed, mouth open in astonishment): How did you know?
ELISABETH: Because our son John is going to tell people about him!
ELISABETH: Because our son John is going to tell people about him!
MARY (looks startled): Him? About Jesus?
ELISABETH (says dreamily): Jesus. So that's his name, the name of our Savior. (smiles and looks down at her tummy) And John leapt for joy when he heard ... Jesus was here.
JOEY peeks in slowly from stage left, sees MARY and ELISABETH center stage and approaches them.
JOEY: Jesus is here? (to ELISABETH) May I?
JOEY: Jesus is here? (to ELISABETH) May I?
JOEY is about to reach for ELISABETH's tummy to feel the baby kick.
ELISABETH (to JOEY): Thank you, but that's (she points to MARY) Mary.
ELISABETH (to JOEY): Thank you, but that's (she points to MARY) Mary.
JOEY comes over to MARY.
JOEY (to MARY): May I?
MARY: Yes, of course.
ELISABETH (turning to audience and celebrating, arms outstretched): Come on everybody! My sister Mary is the mother of our Lord!
ZECHARIAH, MARTY, and others in class -- with puppets or not -- come up entering stage left in line, talking among themselves. Or not.
MARY: JESUS IS HERE!
The order does not matter (just remember ZECHARIAH can't speak, but have him act out that he knows something great is going to happen) but IGUANA comes last.
MARY cringes a little bit, but stands strong as IGUANA rises on his hind legs and provides the capstone to our play.
IGUANA places his front claws on MARY'S tummy and turns to audience, whether anyone's there or not, and hisses/says:
MARY: JESUS IS HERE!
The order does not matter (just remember ZECHARIAH can't speak, but have him act out that he knows something great is going to happen) but IGUANA comes last.
MARY cringes a little bit, but stands strong as IGUANA rises on his hind legs and provides the capstone to our play.
IGUANA places his front claws on MARY'S tummy and turns to audience, whether anyone's there or not, and hisses/says:
Jesus is here.
THE END
© David Alvin 2012
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