Boys and Girls Ultimate: State Championships
Teams must qualify.
Present Nadia, an artist who is outspoken about her past problems and is willing to talk about it.
Young Nadia, young adolescent who is miserable after the death of her father.
Nanda, Nadia’s father and also is the best well-known soldier around.
Sian, Nadia’s mother, she is very quiet and does not have a good relationship with her daughter.
Kamil, Nanda’s best friend and is also a soldier.
Rameesha, Kamil’s wife and has a friendly personality.
(Present Nadia standing at podium facing the audience)
Hello everyone, it sure feels good to be back in Sri Lanka. I know many of you came to attend the 5th year Memorial for my father, and I thank you graciously. But I do not think of this as a memorial service, its more of a celebration. Many of you probably thought I wouldn’t make it, and I reply saying I am here and I am staying. 5 years ago I was at the darkest part of my life and thought it was no way out. I remember it vividly as if it was yesterday.
(lights fades to black, then Young Nadia is on stage but its Present Nadia’s voice)
My feet were planted firmly in the damped green grass using the fatal position at which my life depended on it. That was the line my father always used to get my full attention when it was the right time. It was time, time to shoot. Time to shoot the apple that hung from the nail of the tree. My dad and I always went neck and neck at this game. Some times my dad would try to trick me to make me loose my concentration.
Oops, Nadia don’t mess up... wait is that your mother calling.
He would laugh then make this little girl voice saying
This time I was not going to fall for his tricks. You can only win if you had the best shot. I aimed the black rifle gun at the apple on the tree. Click! Pow! was the sound after I pulled the trigger. That shot unleashed tons of weight lifted off my shoulders. I was stressed about things I had no control of. The restrictions of my dad visits, hurt me deeply. It had cut our bonding time. Moments with him were crucial. He was the person I could open up about anything and the same with him. We relied and trusted one another with each others life. In time he would be due for his combat shift and have to leave immediately. Hearing and seeing that was a stab in my heart, the aching pain. To get my off the negative I stuck with the positive, Any time with him was better than none. Soon my mind floated back to reality. SPLATT! I felt my body moved back a couple of steps. There, was the exploded apple. My dad gave me a grin and a hug; pulled me closer and said in a cheerful voice
"That’s my pretty girl, Nadia I taught you well aye!"
We played a couple more rounds. That was our bonding time and we loved it. After my shocking gun shot, My dad showed me no mercy. He was the winner at the end. The score was 9-5.
(Lights back on at Present Nadia at the podium)
Daddy was off to fight. I couldn’t wait for him to come back. He is always scheduled for a break annually to pop in and check on us. The household was boring. I woke up, did my chores, ate, then went back to sleep. Where was the enjoyment? My mom always just sat in the living room and read her book. read, write, clean, and cook! That was all my mom did. And she enjoyed it. To me her life was so uninteresting. I don't have any clue on how her and my dad met. They are so different. My dad was the adventurous type, and he loved fun. And my mom was like the person who watch fun just pass by her.
(Light fades out and Young Nadia appears)
Mom come play apple blast with me.
Didn't I tell you about that game, get in the house right now! Its dangerous, Nadia I'm protecting you!
(Sian grabs Nadia by the shirt.)
Well me and daddy always play apple blast.
She looked me directly into my eyes as if she was looking strait through my brain. It was weird and made me feel awkward.
(Voice in the background)
Yes I know, but your father is off to the war, so don't touch the gun unless he is here with you.
But that’s not fair.
That’s the end of it, I don't want to hear anything else about it, find something else to do, how about you hang with some of your girl friends instead of the boys all the time!
Its no fun
(Lights fade at Present Nadia appears)
At that very moment I felt offended. It felt as if my own mom was not accepting the person I was or was becoming. She just tried to take the most important thing to me away, making it vanish from my presence. Not only was just shooting a gun at an apple. It had a deeper meaning. I was in a fight with my self and my feelings. Shooting was the stress reliever. And her taking the only thing that makes me happy was cruel. She was better off taking my soul.
(Young Nadia and her easel magically appears, she is now in her room.)
(Battlefield setting, and loud noises)
C'mon man say something, I need you right now, Just say something for me, Help! I need a nurse! Nanda c'mon your my best friend, your like a brother to me you cant leave me! Say something, anything!
(Kamil takes his shirt off his back and tied it around him to keep the blood from pouring out)
Keep her safe.
Brother, I will do anything even put my life on the line to save your family from anything.
Thank you brother you have really been there, tell them I love them and ….
(Scene fades out with Kamil crying.)
(Morning Lights then appears Rameesha in kitchen on the phone.)
I never saw my husband act like this before. He barley eating anything, moping around. He took off from work. Nandi's death really hit him hard. Being his wife I don't know how to make him feel better. I comfort him but is that enough Yea, mhmm, I know take one day at time. But what if its not enough? Yea true, mhmm ok. uhm hmm I feel especially bad for Nandi's little girl Nadia. Well she's not little anymore but yea she is 15. She loves him to death. Not enough words can explain how much that girl loves him. I wonder she doing. Yea your right I should send Kamil around there to help out just be there for them, Ill bake some pies, Nadia loves my home made apple pies. Well I will talk to you later I need to get Kamil up so can eat something for lunch. Bye and thank you I'll make sure I tell Kamil.
(She walks into the living room to Kamil lying on the couch.)
Honey, Come, and eat, I have lunch for you! I'm not leaving! Here open wide.
Im trying babe, its just…
I know honey. I am just scared for you because I know how Nanda was like a brother to you. Its hard for the rest of us too. But I was thinking maybe you could stop pass Sian house to check on her and Nadia to see how they are doing because it has been a week.
That’s a good idea but I don’t know.
I understand if its too much. But you have to think about how Nadia feels you how closed she was with her father. All I'm saying is just check on them. Everything is going to be okay, and if it makes you feel better I will go right along with you. Because I am your wife, I love you, and I will stand by your side at all times. So your not alone. Ramesha and Kamil together forever.
I will forever and always love you.
(lights fade out.)
(Rameesha in bedroom & Kamil in living room)
Will you c’mon, how long does it take. I just want to be there first, so I can talk to Nadia and Sian. Mann, I sure miss him. What am I even going to say to Sian. Uhm, ok ready get set go! Sian, you know I love him and you all... Nahh You know he was like my brother. I know ex... Nahh its not about me its about them. Ugh what am I going to do?
You don’t need to rehearse a script. Just simply speak from your heart.
Wow, you look amazing. Youuu readdy?
Thank you and so do you! With you by my side, I am ready for anything!
Good Lets Go!
(Car noise & music lights flashing)
(Nadia in her room painting & Sian cleaning living room)
Family members and friends going to be stopping by. The house is a mess, nothing is right. Ugh why me, Nanda why did you have to leave me! I can’t do it without you. I am trying to keep everything together, but its hard. Ugh I still have to get dress, what time is it? Oh ok cool I have time. Naddddiiaaaaaaaaa come clean the kitchen, since you do nothing else, it’s the least you can do. Oh darn, we out of juice. Oh well water will do. Uhm what am I forgetting? Oh never mind I think of it later. Oh my God Nadiaaa! Come here right now! You see this, its bad luck. I know you love your father, we all do. But you know your not allowed to flip the pictures back over. You will let the evil in. Do you want that to happen? Just don’t let happen again. And what are you wearing? Go get change! You look like a raggedy boy, we have guest coming! Did you clean the kitchen like I asked you, I guess not. Ugh, I have to do everything in the house. Out my face get changed now. Don’t worry about Ill do it. Spoil brat.
(Light on Nadia in her room painting)
(Light focused on Living room & Doorbell rings)
Ok, just stay cool. Don’t get too emotional. Act as if everything is normal. Smile Sian. Breathe. All right I think Im ready. Oh hey Kamil and Rameesha, thank you so much for stopping by. I didn’t know how long you guys were staying so I roasted some turkey its in the oven. Did I ever tell you guys how you too were a great couple. You guys fit each other well. Oh well Ima check on the turkey be right back love birds ahaha.
(lights follows Sian out then focus back on Rameesha & Kamil)
Its worse than I thought Honey. She is a complete mess. She is not herself at all. I will be right back I’m going to talk to her see what’s really going on & confront her.
Alright cool, I will check on Nadia.
(Light focus on Kitchen)
Why, why , why me! I didn’t do anything to deserve this, I need Nanda. I thought I was going to be able to handle this, but I cant. Everything not gonna bee okkaayyyyy , how am I suppose to take care of the girl, she doesnt listen to me. Whhyyyy did I deserve this!
Shh shh shh your not alone we are here for you too. I love you Sian, we will get through this I promise. Lets Pray. Oneness of Life and Light, Entrusting in your Great Compassion, May you shed the foolishness in myself, Transforming me into a conduit of Love.
May I be a medicine for the sick and weary, Nursing their afflictions until they are cured;
May I become food and drink, During time of famine, May I protect the helpless and the poor,May I be a lamp, For those who need your Light, May I be a bed for those who need rest, and guide all seekers to the Other Shore. May all find happiness through my actions,
and let no one suffer because of me. Whether they love or hate me, Whether they hurt or wrong me, May they all realize true entrusting, Through Other Power, and realize Supreme Nirvana. Namo Amida Buddha
You have made me believe that there is a light at the end of this dark doomy tunnel. I really appreciate it. I needed this. Rameesha you are truly a phenomenal person. Thank you for everything.
No problem, and so are you. Any time you need to talk just let me know. I am always available. But anyway alright lets eat this delicious pie I made outside on the steps. We both could use some fresh air.
(lights follows them off stage)
(Now focused on Nadia in her Room with her easel)
(Nadia is heated she is sitting at her easel painting)
A spoil brat! Who does she think she is! How dare she? My dad, her husband just died and she don’t even care. That woman has absolutely no feelings. She yelling about flipping the pictures back over. Who cares if that a Sri Lanka tradition. Let the evil sprits come get me, anything is better living with her. She don’t want me her fine, I got something for her.
(Nadia moves to her closet and pulls out a box. Quick flash the lights on Kamil standing by the door.)
Soldier this solder that! Steal, kill, and destroy. I miss my daddy. I can’t take it no more. I need to get out of here quickly, Whoever killed my dad, I will find them and finish them off myself. Why couldn’t it be someone elses dad, anybody but mine. Taking him away from me is like taking my soul. The Memories, laughs, everything gone! Why should I even carry on with my life. If I leave who will truthfully miss me?
(Interruption: Kamil knocks on the door saying “I will”.)
Listen, Nadia, its Kamil. I don’t care what you say I am coming in. Nadia I know its been hard on you, it has been on everyone. You dad was loved by all and he loved us all. I know exactly what you feeling. He was my best friend too. We been together since we was five years old. I been having nightmares ever since. I am scared. Not only for me but for you and your mom. Nadia you know you always been part of my family and I encourage you at any time if you need me let me know. You know I will be right on my way. I promised your dad that I will always keep you safe. Now I was listening outside for a couple minutes. You mother is just stressing a lot and its hard for her to bond with you because of the hardcore bond you had with you father. My advice to you is to just let her in a little bit more. Show her that you care and that you love her. And I bet it will make her smile, and you too. Remember Kind words can conquer. Now, wipe those tears. A pretty girl like you should not be crying.
Thank you, Uncle Kamil I really need that.
(Black out, Present Nadia and podium appears)
Now that talk with Uncle Kamil, literally saved my life. From that day on we build a wall of trust that was never knocked down. When times got rough at home with my mom, him and Rameesha let me live there in the extra room.
(Focus on the half of the stage, Young Nadia is in her room with Sian)
Oh, You hate me! Well guess what I hate you too! What kind of mother treats her daughter like crap. I wished daddy was still here to see the devil you become! I’m tired of listening to an over controlling, low self esteem monster of a woman! I don’t even know why I call you mom, you don’t even act like one. You know what I’m moving with Kamil and Rameesha where everyone loves each other! Move out my way, I need to pack my clothes.
Uhm, I don’t think so little girl. Who bought you those clothes? Oh, let me answer for you, Uhmm Me! So leave my clothes here, oh yeah and that dumb painting easel too. And get out!
Ugh I hate you! Have a nice life Sian
(Sunrise setting, Rameesha in Nadia’s room)
Nadia, can I talk to you for a minute? Are you awake? Oh good. Breakfast ready. But I just wanted to have a minute to talk. You know have some one on one girl talk. You have been nothing but a joy to be with, and we love having you here living with us. Its just its been 10 months since you been home to your mother. Before you say anything let me just finish saying I know she did some bad things, but that’s your mom. Kamil and I have been stopping past to check on her. And she is not the same. She has been very distant lately, and just not herself. Im not saying go by there but anything, like a phone call or maybe a letter, its better than nothing. Alright so ima let you think about that. And when you ready come downstairs and eat with us. I love you Nadia, I have faith you will make the right decision.
(Lights black out and Present Nadia pop up at podium)
Rameesha, of course was right. It didn’t even feel like it was 10 months since I seen my mom. I wonder if she missed me, or does she still hate me. I wanted answers, so the next day Rameesha dropped me off and waited outside in the car.
You made the right decision Nadia, and I am proud that you did. I will be just outside, call me if you need me. So go in. You can do it.
Hello? Is anybody here, its me Nadia. Hello? Oh my god Mom what are you doing, are you ok. Give me that bottle, Wake up! Mom please, wake up! Rameesha! Please come quick, Hurry. I don’t know what happen. I came in the kitchen and she just was like this is. She never drinks alcohol and uhm is she going to die? I cant have anybody else die close to me, I wont be able to deal with it. Thank you Rameesha for calling. Can we go meet her at the hospital? Alright let me grab some clothes for her.
(Siren noises & Present Nadia appeared)
I think day changed all of our lives. I never thought my mom would do that to herself. And dealing with that issue made us both stronger. Later that month after my mom was hospitalized. I moved back in with her to take care of her.
(Lights faded out Living room setting in place, With Young Nadia & Sian)
Anymore tea Mom?
No thank you, but we need to talk come sit down next to me. Let me start off by just saying I am truly sorry for my past actions, all of them. I was so jealous of you and your father bond. I am so embarrassed to say this but seeing that created a deep dark hatred in my heart. Watching you leave was the hardest thing ever. Although I acted as if I didn’t care, It had hurt me deeply. And those lonely nights led to fun alcohol drinking by myself. And I overdid the drinking way too much. I was drinking Gin with my breakfast meal and twice as much with dinner. Treating you like that is the thing I most regret. Will you accept my apology?
(Lights fade & Present Nadia pops up at the podium.)
(Young Nadia& Sian playing apple blast off stage)
The relationship between my mom and I got way better. We laughed, joked around. Everything was great. And the next day was even better.
(Lights faded and the living room setting appears)
Hey, Sian. You look nice today. I got great news, Where is Nadia? I want to tell you guys together. Oh she is in her room. Nadia! Hurry come here, I need to tell you something important. No, its nothing bad. So I invited my friend over for dinner the other day and he was telling how his wife does art in the U.S. I told him about you and showed him you room and all the paintings on your wall. He was amazed. And called his wife, and she requested a portfolio and an interview from you. It’s a really good job and it pays really well. The only thing is you have to live in the U.S. This is a once and lifetime opportunity. You are beyond a great artist I really think you should do it. Your old enough to take care of yourself, and plus you can always visit. Well I will let you think about it, let me know by Monday. Alright well I have to get to the market before it closes! Ok bye, Nadia let your heart decide for you. Bye, you guys. Let me know!
(light fades and Present Nadia at the podium appears)
My heart sure did guide me too my choice. I am now a professional artist living in California. I couldn’t even believe it. Buddha saw my struggles and granted me with my dream job. Every morning I think about my past. And it makes me even strive and w harder. I am so proud of myself. My dad is still in my heart and I hope he is watching me achieve my dreams. Thank you all, I truly appreciate you all for coming. Let the celebration begin! Cheers!
(The Sri Lanka music comes on and every one gets up and hugs Nadia.)
Act one scene one:(two people talking simultaneously. Man (stan) on right child on left (justin). Man Starts)
Stan:So that their poster on your wall that says “god hates fags,” what does that mean?
Act 1 Scence 1
Walking through the small village that separated me from the only place near for me to get food, I saw a family. I walk this same path day after day, and see the same things, but something struck me odd on this day. They were the best thing I have ever seen since that day. They reminded me so much of the life I use to have, my happy and easier days. It was the life.
We were really happy. My mom worked in the fields all day and I helped her as much as I could. She tended the small bit of wheat that our family needed to get by and I would sit and talk to her. When the season of picking came, I would help her, we worked all day. It was hot and long, but it didn’t matter it was funny being with my mother.
I would carry two baskets of picked wheat into the shed and pile it up, and then run back to the field and pick up the next basket. I helped my mother make the baskets. She taught me so one day I could make them for when I had my own field to tend.
Every night at dinner, even though we had small bits of food, we still ate and we always sat at the table together. We talked and my father was amazing. He always told us stories from the day and was the funniest man I knew.
I never went a day without a smile. I remember them days. As I neared the last half a mile to stand in line for lunch the memories faded. the small yet so powerful bits of activities have stuck with me. I really do miss them days...
(the memories started to fade as the walk near its end. sigh and frown face)
Act 1 Scene 2
(The roof drips water, “drip drip drip” Abebe puts a bucket under the drid, takes a deep breath and begins to look for her blanket.)
The roof still has that hole that leaks. It is slowly getting bigger as the mud that makes the roof slowly slides down the sides. My house is falling apart, it is nothing like it use to be. Father use to fix it. He would make sure as soon as a problem stuck, he didn’t use fix it, he made it so much better. I am lucky i have a home, i guess, but what help does this home offer me? It doesn’t have warmth, love or shelter. Mother use to sew my blanket back together all the time, but now it has two holes that i can fit both my hands through at a time. Under that blanket I was covered in warm and her love for me, now i don’t know where it went, i guess it disappeared along with her when she got that horrible cold.
I’m so cold
(starts to shake, curls up in a ball and wraps the blanket around her, rocks back and forth)
Why not just sleep and live outside? At this point I don’t see the difference. The roof is disappearing as the mud slides, the floor, well what floor exactly, there isn’t any, just the ground same thing as what lies outside the walls. And the walls, oh boy, well they have holes just like the ceiling does. Father use to fix that to, the mud and mortar can no longer hold up and the strall is weak. I can’t fix them I’m barely ten, but they keep getting bigger. They are like windows, but Father said we didn’t need any windows they only showed weakness. I have 15 windows.
(Stands frowns, feeling of when a parent is disappointed in child.)
This house is so bad I feel like it may just crash down. Father would be mad. I’m sorry.
I think I’m moving out and
(grabs a couple special things and starts packing her stuff in a sheet) living outside, for my own good and safety. (ties up the sheet and walks out the biggest hole used as the door way.) Father would agree.
Act 1 Scence 3
(Lady from “Kids R the Now. “ the sponor program in Ethopia She is at the dinner table with her family, talking about the day of work like the daily routine of her family.
(Ms. Afework and her kids, Daniachew and Ayana are eating at the dinner table.)
Work, it was alright (pause) well as good as it could be.
Why, why do you guys think. The kids I see and the stories I hear from them they are horrific. Not a single one one them today didn’t make me wanna cry. (pause) but I can’t. do you know how hard it is to not cry.
I know, I know, I’m late I just couldn’t leave I had to finish up something, I couldn’t just pause it for tomorrow, you can’t pause some one's life.
I didn’t think so, when you need to cry you need to cry, but I’m the only person these people have. I should be strong for them, that way I can help them, and encourage them to think of a brighter future. Do you understand?
I didn’t think so, it’s hard to understand the feels that both they and I have.
Well alright I’ll give you an example.
(as the mom explains it the actions of the girl will happen on the other side of the stage, and the monologues will switch back and forth)
(Abebe is lying on the ground leaning on a big rock, cuddled in a ball in a big open space. It is night-time)
Act 1 Scence 4
uhh, its so cold,
I would be fine if only i cold get to sleep. Tomorrow it would be different I would go to bed earlier and I will be stronger. Now just to get to sleep to night. (long pause)
What’s that noise?
(Abebe - wide eyed, still, but alert as footsteps in a near distance get closer and shadows begin to appear. Lights on that half of the stage fade out)
(Screams continue until lights are all the way out, stage is pitch black. A big still man figure is leaning over her)
(switch to other side of the stage)
(Ms,Afework looking at her kids, still at the dinner table )
Act 1 Scence 5
So today as i was walking I came upon this one girl, she was cold and lying on the ground. She was in a little ball, shaking. Her clothes were ripped, like the pair of pants I made you throw away last week, do you remember?
(say it slowly, and pause after each sentence)
You do, now think worse. The rips were so thick, so wide. She was naked. She was bruised and bleeding. Her face was wet with tears.
I walked over to her because as part of Kid R the Now it’s my job to help kids that are walking and doing tasks by themselves. I went to check to see if she had parents, a family. She has nothing. She is by herself.
(looks at her children’s faces)
That’s what I thought, what if you were alone, what if I died. Now do you understand my moods.
(kids head kind of nod)
As a mother and having my own family, its natural to put myself in the position of her mother or think about if they was one of you guys. I wouldn’t be able to bare it.
Had enough? Well the story isn’t over, not even to worst part either. She flinched at any type of movement towards her. She was scared of me, me of all people. She didn’t want me to touch her and when i tried to touch her and clean her up, she screamed. Screamed thing like “no, don’t touch me, stop. Please stop.”
Her mind had been messed with, she couldn’t tell the different between hurt and help. She had been destroyed from the kid inside to the outside layer of skin. Can you guess what has happen to her? Do you know what she bared the night before?
(confused faces from the kids)
I can’t even tell you what all happened, but what I do know is she was raped, she an eleven year old girl. She had been pinned out, taken advantage of, and stripped of her childhood last night. Now after it, you know what she was left with, she is honored of having this random men’s aids. This is why I am upset, I was with her when she found out, i was next to her and I was her shoulder to cry on. I was her only shoulder.
So no i couldn’t just leave. She is a very smart girl. Her parents died from aids, and now she knows she has it, and she knows what she is destine to. She is destine to a shorter life and is destine to die the same way her parents did.
Can you understand that? This is what my daily work life is. Be thankful and stop complaining about me being late. Eat your dinner.
(family resumes dinner, kids head down staring at their plates.)
Act 1 Scence 6
(the camera guy walks away. Abebe, Talking to herself while looking down at herself)
Thank you. Thank you so much. This family I don’t even know, that doesn’t live anywhere near me and that don’t have a plan to met me wants to help me. What are they getting out of providing for me? A picture that i so dread taking? There has to be more, wouldn’t you think? But they have really made my life into something. I can still remember that horrible house and that horrible night (chills run up her back, she flinches) I never thought it would be possible for me to be here. Here, I have friends and a new family of people that love and care for me. A strong support system and no holes possible to fall through and back into my old habits. I’m sitting here, warm. In clothes that fit and that are new and still have color, with a tummy that is full and with feet that aren’t killing me. Just weeks, days ago I was cold, sitting outside unaware and scared for tomorrow. I have medical treatment now to help me with my aids and schooling to give me the most of live. They are helping me live with my aids so I can live long and make a life with my education to help me get there.
(looks up and sees pictures of other families on the wall)
I miss being a family, a real family. A family with a mother and father, a family that was blood. There is a special bond there that only people that share blood have. I can’t explain it but it’s there. (looks up at the picture, and lightly touches it with her finger) In some way this sponsor lady in America makes me, makes me angry yet weak. Yes she is helping me, which is great but is she just proving me that I cannot do it myself? Can I not take care for myself, because of this family, I no longer have a chance to prove myself. I just don’t know. I feel like she is telling me that I am not good enough for my own self.
Don’t get me wrong I am grateful, but when is enough, enough i feel even more helpless now then before.
(she sits back down, folded legs and fake smiles for a picture)
(under her breath)
I just don’t know anymore..
Act 1 Scence 7
(looking at the picture of the Ethiopian girl)
She is beautiful,
(yelling in the living room)
everyone, Hun, kids, guys?
(back at the picture)
Look at her she is great. She looks like her smile is getting brighter. And her body looks healthy. I’m glad I can help her in some kind of way. Look at them, Timmy and Sara they are the best and I love them with all my heart, I mean I gave birth to them; they are my babies. They are what make my day, I get up in the morning for them and everything I do is based around them. What would their life be like if they lived here alone and raised themselves? If I had such a disease like her mother did. What if I had Aids, the thought of it is just so hard,
knowing my husband had it or cheated on me and got it, and I unwillingly and unaware was exposed to it. It’s heart breaking to think I could of been there and to think I could have past it to my children if it was before I was born.
The thought of it all just mind boggling, I don’t even allow them to be home alone for longer then 2 hours nor do I let them use the stove. My children wouldn’t be able to do it, they live such a sheltered life. She is brave and though I have never met her I can tell she is incredibly smart, even before the school that I have paid for her to attend. Her perseverance is phenomenal. At the age 12 she is already a greatly mature adult, more of an adult then I could ever be.
I wonder if she gets to play like a kid, my kids biggest concerns are there toys and chocolate milk, not how they will eat or if they will eat that night. Even with I, i think about the things I have to do for the following day or clean the house, instead she thinks about is she going to be able to find somewhere to sleep. Someone else’s misfortune shouldn’t be what makes me realize how much I have and how much everyone hear in America is doing better compared to countries like Ethiopia.
Her great long black hair,
(looks at the picture)
so thick and well brushed, and her clothes so colorful and clean. Them beautiful big brown eyes are the focus of the picture, they tell so much of her feelings and I can’t figure out why but her eyes just automatically make me smile, its like forced upon. Her smile and her teeth look like they are being treated, it just makes me so happy that i have my own tooth brush, I never really thought about it before. Toothbrushes are so second nature to us here, but for her it’s is not at the top of the list. That what makes me so happy to send her money every month, she too should have what I have and what my family has. I’m so proud of my children, as proud as a mother could ever be.
(yelling in the living room)
Guys, are you coming, Timmy, Sara, Hun? Its dinner time, we are have spaghetti and meatballs and it’s getting cold!
Scene 1:Stage Directions: A lady telling her story of escaping Tibet to an interviewer, who is doing a research about Tibetan and Chinese relationship because she was once told not to take any pictures and a group of soldiers snatched her necklace when she toured Tibet and just by curiosity she figured to research about the relationship.
When the whole thing happened, I was pregnant with my first son.
(tears filled up her eyes, but continues talking)
He was 7 months old and my stomach was huge. I had to wake up at 2 in the morning and leave with only the clothing I had on. I grabbed two pack of tsampa, which... which is like a traditional food. (gives a hand gesture while explaining what tsampa is)
He was kicking much harder than usual too.
(touches her stomach, remembering how it felt... and face turns serious)
I tried to be calm and control but I couldn’t help but my anxiety, showing on my face. I could see my family members look at me strangely but they were too busy with the whole leaving the country situation. I heard my mom say we’re going to die but my dad refused saying we’re not going to die, we have to run away from this place without anyone noticing. I was getting more and more anxious. I passed by the Chinese neighborhood police station, I could see one of the police smoking but we all were so quiet, he didn’t even noticed us walking by in the dark. There were 7 of us including my coming baby, (touches her stomach)
my father, mother, sister, aunt, my grandfather & me. We saw couple other groups going too. We had no idea where we were going, kept on walking, walking and walking. (The interviewer widened his eyes making a wow face gesture but the lady continued saying what she was saying.) Yeah I did walk all the way from Tibet to India. It was trouble some but there was no way to get here. It was either die from Chinese government or escape and hopefully live. The other group that came with us had a little girl, she had worn a small soled shoe and she walked with us without one single complain. (face brightens) I was surprised to see such mature girl, she looked like she was around 8 or 9 year old. Later when we got here, She showed her feet, her toe was bleeding (points to one of her foot) and it had become huge. The shoe had a hole at the bottom. I couldn’t do anything but There was such hope and determination in her voice when she said it. I wondered how lucky her mother was to have such a child that thinks for herself that way. I hoped my coming daughter or son would become just like her and appreciate my love for them.
I saw those soldiers with their guns marching through the neighborhood. My mom left to get some meat from her pay this morning and I had to baby-sit my siblings since I’m the oldest in my house. I tried to be calm and breathe. I told my siblings to hush so they won’t come to our house. I peeped through the ajar door, mom had forgotten to close the door and if I close right now, it’ll be too late. It’s old and rusty, it needs oil but I have no idea what oil you need to use and my mother doesn’t either. Wish father were still here to take care of the household. Mom is too busy being a housekeeper for a rich Chinese family when she has 5 children at home with no parental supervision, only me, a 14-year-old girl. She loves us though.(her face wanders around for a while.) She always brings one or two toys for us and starts telling us how sorry she is that we have to live such horrible lives because she didn't move to India when she had Penpa, my youngest little brother. She continues saying ‘I hope one day you all will become great people in life’ and leave the room crying. I’ve always loved her because i don’t consider it her fault. (high pitched) She was pregnant! How could she have ran away when she was pregnant and had four other children on her hands. I’ve heard stories that many Tibetans died on their trail to India. Like for example, my aunt, she was 7 month pregnant! (widens her eyes) I have no idea how she is anymore. She probably died on the trial with her first baby unborn. I feel lucky to be alive and I tell my siblings the same and that they are lucky to even have a mother to take care of us. (Dolma, 8 years old, younger than me, nudges me quietly) I quickly looked and saw one of the soldiers coming towards us. I hoped dear god please let him go away. Please! Please! Please! I don’t want them to take away any other of my family members. Luckily some other soldier called him and left, to the opposite door. Bang! Bang! Bang! I quickly covered my sibling’s eyes with my arms; my arms weren’t long enough to cover every one’s eyes. I prayed please! Don’t let my siblings become influenced by these men. I could hear the mummers of the soldiers something about the family’s mother being a part in the protest and how dare she get out alive. They marched right off with their arms loaded again. I closed the door and went to bed hoping mom would come faster and nothing bad happened to her on her way.
It was pitch dark, I couldn't see anything, what so ever. I kept on asking what we were doing but dad hushed me with his deep fatherly voice. I kept quiet till he said I love you both a lot and know that your parents will always loved you. My brother figured what was happening and started anticipating. He started saying I know what you are about to do, don’t do this to us, please! Don’t! I thought for a moment unsure of what was happening. Finally dad blurted out, we might be able to cross over the borders but he was pretty sure he wasn’t going to make it through. He handed us the suit cases and told us it was some food and clothes packed for us. He was 51 years old and I was 10 at the moment and my brother, 14. I remember him telling us we were continuing going on the trail to Nepal which will take about around a day or so and when we reach there, try to look for a lady named....... (Pauses trying to remember her name) I can’t remember her name right now but he said she’d help me go to a Tibetan school in northern India, a Tibetan school run by our his holiness the Dalai Lama’s sister. He said we’d be thankful for what our parents have planned for us. And I do now, I am grateful to receive such good education even without parent’s support, I still have a great future ahead of me. One day, I’ll go see my parents in Tibet and make them be proud of what I’ve accomplished. Hoping they’ll still be there when I get there.
This series of monologues (now turned into more of a play form) tell a short story about the people of Zimbabwe when they were in a great time of need. The country was one a bit of a turn when the people started to lose their homes and get most of their money taking a way from them. At the time money was becoming less of a problem because the people that were left behind had to pay the hospital with food in order to survive and receive the type of care that is needed. The people of the land blamed Mugabe for their problems but his intentions are to clear his name.
Title: Footprints Aren’t The Only Thing Left Behind In Zimbabwe
By: Aja Wallace
Cast of Characters
In Zimbabwe when Robert Mugabe was President. Starts off during the day and as time goes on different day occur.
Act 1 Scene 1
(Curtains open: Day time Lights: Curtains open Chenzira downstage center, sitting on the dirt road watching the cars go by and counting them under his breath with small lip gestures and he moves his head up and down to match the cars going by. Speaking with slight sick tone. With a dusty dirty bag with Salted Groundnuts in it. With an open wound on his left leg between his calf and ankle, not covered.)
So um they left us, just left us to die. Not to live only to die......Then they want to take all da money away.......Yea, they wanna make us pay in food. I know it sound crazy. Not even real. When I first heard it I thought they was jokin’.
(Gets excited and starts to cough then clears his throat deeply)
They don’t even use it! They got that food lookin like a giant sand dune of unshelled nuts in dat hospital’s cavernous chapel. See they care more about the food their getting then the medical care of the people.
(Brings his left hand up to his waist then shakes it to all of the Syllables in the next sentence. Then brings both of his hands to his sides.)
They literally, are providing medical services for peanuts I still can’t even believe it.... So um now I’m sittin’ on the road left with no where to go and of course nuttin’ to eat, I’m so sick, that even if there was a job out there for me anywhere I can’t even work. To make things better I havta take this
(Holds up above his had with his right hand, a dusty dirty bag of Salted Groundnuts then puts it down.)
Little bit of food I do got to da hos-pital to save my life.
(Shouts with lots of anger)
What little life I got left! So for the idiot who said choosing food over money is stupid,...is stupid,.... was stupid, well you know what I mean.....
(Shakes his head kind of fast for three second, then walks to Left center stage and sits with his knees in his chest with the bag of nuts still clutched in his right hand.)
(Coming from upstage right Dakarai, Gamba and Sheba are running down stage right then over to Chenzira and Dakarai kicks dirt on Chenzira.)
(Chenzira stats breathing heavy while staring at the kids with a puppy dog eyed face. Then starts to move his mouth to pretend he is talking to himself while one fear falls out of his right eye. He lets that tear run and fall to it can’t be seen anymore then waits to see what the kids do next. He slows his breathing down and puts on a face of confidence.)
(Dakarai, Gamba and Sheba approach him. Dakarai and Sheba start to laugh at him then two of them ran off to up stage right, turn around and look at Chenzira for two seconds then leave the stage. Gamba stays and pulls out a piece of cloth from his pocket with the two letters RM on the bottom right hand corner of it. Robert Mugabe’s cloth. He then gave it to Chenzira and walks down stage right when he gets their he puts the cloth in his right pocket and pats the pocket twice.)
See those damn’in kids don’t even know, they won’t even stop for those areas dat don’t got functionin’ hospitals, the cholera epidemic got to those people. Just like when all that talk started about deporting undocumented Zimbabweans because of their working permits.
(Fanning his right hand to the air twice then puts it back down.)
Man I’ll tell ya…but that cholera the, killed more than 2,000. See they don’t even care. Tough luck isn’t even a way to put it.... No you can’t fool me to think everything is just gonna change over night because you tell me the US-based group called for the UN to take control of the health service. They just gonna make us poorer by tellin’ us to bring more peanuts to them. I know, you think how would I know but they seen everything fall apart. Yessss, they did nothin’. All they do is take, take, take and expect us to give, give, and give. The only gift we truly get is death from the sick and no food to eat. For those who family is nowhere to be found they just died of disease and if not they just go and do somethin’ crazy..... Yea there are a lot of people that need food, if you tryna be an aid, eleven million to be exact.
(Spoken very slowly)
We have no phone service and no electricity all we want is to live, but no they take the one gift we get from God.
(Stands up slowly as he is yelling with anger and hitting both his fist against his chest with a steady beat.)
Nobody care for me, nobody care for us. No-body. We just da Zimbabwean people, I know I see the looks on the faces. Everybody think cause I’m old I don’t know what I’m taking about but oh you damn well be-lieve I do.
Hahahahaha cuz Robert is the one to blame...
(Passes out and light goes out left stage center. As the lighters are going to upstage right waiting for Robert’s arrival, Chenzira gets up and walls off stage. Curtains close )
Act 1, Scene 2
(Curtains open:Enters from upstage right, then walks down stage center and lights come on with an office setting with the sound of Laughing Dove birds in the background. Robert then starts speaking in a nervous tone and twitching his right hand by his side)
For being the second president of Zimbabwe I know I am doin’...doing. A very good job. Not something everybody can just say. To rule against the white minority is a powerful thing. See, leaving people behind thing was only something that had to be done there was no other way. Any other way would have been the wrong way.
(Robert starts to sounds less nervous and the sound of the Laughing Doves stops in the background)
To fix everything to make it right we as a whole had to make everything the way it is suppose to be. I suppose you, want to know how the people felt, they were okay with it. They didn’t mind what was going on. While all of this is going on I’m living just fine. I happen to like, no I happen to love the life I live.
(Stops shaking his right hand then stats to shake the left hand. Then starts to look around as if he was being watched)
I went to prison I really think that gave me a different outlook on life and
all the things it has to offer. I can have any and everything, everything I
want in life and I’m just doing to take it, why because I have the right to do
so. I have a nice house and I’m very happy so everybody else should be too.
(The lights go off upstage right, and Robert is walking off stage.)
(Chenzira comes back on stage and walks to the center of the stage the lights start out dim on him then get lighter. When Chenzira gets to the center of the stage he sits there looking around. Then lays down with his head facing down)
Act 1, Scene 3
(Sun Set Lights: Dakarai and Sheba are walking back and starting to mess with the old man. They start to stare at the old man to see if he moves because they think he’s dead staring in awe. DAKARAI starts to speak both Dakarai and Sheba are standing next to the Chenzira. The Dakarai starts to speak.)
He’s dead look at him jus’a lyin’ there. Ain’t doin’ nuttin. Look at dat fly on is leg, its about to eat his meat right out his leg! Hey lets poke him wit a stick and see if he bleeds more. Then again lets not we don’t wanna get what ever he done got. Yea that smart man disease. Thinkin’ he know everything, about everything. He don’t no much of nothin’. Nothin’ about nothin’. Ha! Ha! nothin’ about nothin’. Yup that’s what he knows. Betcha he didn’t know Sr. Wantsalot hahah…. Mugabe was trained as a teacher in a Roman Catholic school. Got peoples thinkin’ he into that religion stuff but don’t wanna help people in need. Religious man?...Praying for people?...Helping the people? Nope ! He sure ain’t help us. Ha! Ha! Us, dat man, nobody tat all. All he want it stuff dats gonna make him happy and take away the money everybody once used. Got us layin’ on dirt roads. Fightin’ of them skeetoes in the nights. And he up there…somewhere, somewhere nobody knows sleepin’ like a lil baby.
(Sheba echoes Dakarai and Sheba’s voice is a little louder then Dakarai’s)
(Dakarai speaks again, by herself)
Man don’t know, after he come from jail he wanted da white man farmland too. Aahahah yeaa, mama told me bout dat one. Taken the land from a white man don’t make you no bigger and better but he seem ta think so. Betcha he didn’t know, just betcha he didn’t know he da whole reason why nobody was gettin’......em-ployt, employ.....JOB!...ahahah yea.
Act 2 Scene 1
(Curtains open:Night Time Lights: Down stage right the lights come on and Robert enters the stage from the right wing and walk to upstage center and as he is walking there the light is coming to meet him at upstage center. Standing in his house all alone in front a window, the window is on the wall upstage center, with the glare of the moon shinning in his face. Staring out a window looking at the moon with a blank face. With a big mirror reflecting his face and torso to the audience.)
Everybody who’s anybody think they all know me. Think they all have me figured out. I laugh at you all. You all get to thinking I don’t have a heart, Oh! but I do. I have loved and lost. I was married to Sally Hayfron and her kidney gave out before her heart was supposed to. Tough time for me almost reminds me of my childhood,
(Mild chuckle, then sighs)
Yea, my siblings and I always had the hope of growing up to become a nun. Mom was a passionately religious woman.
Which brings me back to 1934,Michael,..... my brother, he was only fifteen, and he died,...
Wasn’t easy at all the considering the fact my mother fell apart. His death was so traumatizing it’s freshly in my mind with vivid description. It was something that nobody, I mean nobody wants to go through....... Those dishes, cause of the enema Father O’Hea had to inject and. …those dishes, I remember the exact spot where they were with Michael’s pieces of intestines in them. All of this because...
(Two sniffs and starts to cry a little)
Nobody was willing to take him to the hospital for the proper care he was in need of..... They said no they can’t take him cause mom wasn’t home but dad wasn’t either but dad was never there...., never so mom was all we had. So everybody said no they couldn’t take him to the hospital because they would have had to cut him open there. All I wanted was my brother to live, but instead I got he gruesome memories of his body in bowls.... Yea I know it wasn’t even about me but because of that I’ve been scared ever since. Then I became the oldest and I had so much, so much stuff to help out with.
(Turns to the audience, yells and sniffles between every word)
It was so hard for me!
(Lights go off up stage center)
(Next day, 6am Day Lights: Lights come on right stage center, Chenzira walks on stage from the left wing, with a bag in his right hand. He goes to right stage center and starts filling up a small holy bag, full of rocks. Moving at a steady paste. Then he starts to walk all around in circles and squatting every time he finds the rock he is looking for. Also looking up at the audience from time to time. Taking to himself with a slight mumble. The walks to down stage center.)
(Walking out to down stage right and sits Indian style facing Chenzira and listening to him. Lights shinning on both Gamba and Chenzira)
(Sigh, then starts talking to Gamba)
Yea cuz’a I know what er’body don’t know but once I tell you, five minutes later you gonna be done said, cha knew it!
(Starts speaking fast)
And dat ain’t e-ben fair to me cuz then chu gonna be goin' round sayin’ dat old man crazy
(Starts speaking at a regular pace.)
..........But right now chu and nobody else don’t know nuttin when, I knowed it. So I hear some people talk about it... Yea those things we ain’t pose to mention.....
(Gamba moves his mouth and frowns his eyebrows as if he is asking a question but no words come out of his mouth, just movement and Chenzira makes an annoyed tone)
Well uh I dunno why they mention them.
(Back to his regular voice.)
...Yea?...Yea. Them voices,
(Shaking his head as if he is agreeing with someone)
I hear them and they told me too. They told me about it,
(In a whisper, and squats down to Gamba)
Sssshhh. Now look’a hear just cause them voices be tellin’ me stuff don’t me you can go on tellin da whole world.
(Back to regular tone of voice and sits Indian style next to Gamba)
But you prolly gonna go on an do it anyways....ain’t chu boy?!....... They say about the death of Michael, Mugabe’s brother and how Mugabe became his mother favorite child when he was gone. Cause she done gone and went crazy. So then she wanted the little ole shy child to become everything she wanted him to become. They say it was a lot for him to live up to since he was so sensitive and what not. Then they say he became a bookworm because he got teased when he was younger by his friends fo bein’ sucha mama’s boy. Cuz he was sucha mama’s boy he couldn’t even fight to keep dem books in his hand.....but everybody think cause I’m old I don’t know what I’m taking about but oh you damn well be-lieve haha, I do....Haahah
What’s cho name mean boy? Cuz if you ain’t figure it out by now I can tell’ja what it mean....and uh before I forget don’t come round here lookin fo me no more........Cause I heard of some place up da road bouta, uh, 2,3,4..uh 3, 4 miles up the road on foot. So I’m gonna be goin dere to see what kinda stuff they got in store for us. Wanna see they gonna help us in this time of
(Puts hands up and makes air quotes for the word need, along with a slight grin)
“need”.....Yea, I know everybody sayin’ that place ain’t but no good. But,
no worse then what we got here on them dirt roads over there. I be eatin’
dinner out the dargone trash can for god sake....I miss them good old days.
When I had a house wasn’t what most people would like to have, but I called it
That place never done me wrong it was always there, everyday of the year. I ‘memeber one morning waking up and looking at the ceiling, it was warm the day, the cool breeze trickled down from my head to my toes. It was a sudden rush you get, like when you on the beach just relaxing. Then out of nowhere you get to fill that cool ocean breeze.....Yeaaa I know its nice itn’t it?... Yea, everybody say that, I know nobody can get enough of it...but that’s not important I have to go on now and get ta walkin’.
(Noon/Miday Lights: Speaking to the old man. Still sitting on the ground in Indian style.)
Huh?...My name?..my name is um....no ain’t no cat got my tongue. Just nobody neva cared nuff to asked dats all. Cuz I’m all older and nice they just think im nothin’ but a big mamas’s boy.
(Trying to make eye contact with Chenzira but squinting because of the glare of the sun.)
Same thing they thought about Mugabe. Some lil mama’s boy who all soft and can’t do nothin’. But see I was doin’ something my name means well idunno but I’ll think of something if you ain’t tellin’ me, Well I’m 14 so that should make some difference in how people treat me but nope, it don’t not one bit. Come to think of it Mugabe was only four year younger then me when he had to be at his strongest. See he so set on doing big things and I know I can’t do big things.....How I know?.....Cuz I’ve tried the only
(Holds hands up and using air quotes when he says big thing)
thing” I can do is take a crap. Wait nope, not even do that cause sometimes I cry
to my mom, so I can’t even do that. See I can’t do nothin. Nothin at
(Spoken as if he is asking a question)
(Lights go off on them as they walk upstage left and exit stage out the left wing. Curtains close)
Act 3, Scene 1
(Curtains open:Day 4pm Lights: Enters from right wing. Walks down to center stage, in a brightly lit office typing on the computer, sitting at a large desk. Talking out loud to himself as he gets his paper work done.)
This work is always more everyday I step foot in this office, I finish one thing and bam! There’s another. Tryin’ to make so many deals and bargains. See and everybody really use to think I was a mama’s boy but look where it got me. It’s a funny thing.
(Turning his both his eyebrows in and down and putting his left hand on his chin with his below on the desk.)
To those of you that already know me, this will simply be a joyous refresher of your cherished memories of me. To those with the still unfulfilled desire to know me better, I welcome you to an intimate glimpse of Mugabe” See I went to jail for “subversive speech” and I only want the white mans land because I don’t trust them....Put me in jail. That was not even right.(Lights go off of center stage. The desk is removed)
Act 3, Scene 2
(Enters from the left wing then runs to the center of the stage then falls to the ground on his knees, looking lost and looking around very fast. With big tears coming down his eyes)
Chenzira! Chenzira! Where?.....Where is Chenzira...Did they see the art of Mugabe and think he did it?... They saw that artwork that was insulting to him, but how could they think the Chenzira did it?..... There is no way they can blame him for such things. He just didn’t want to see these things happen to these people. He has lived on this land for so many years and to see it come to and end hurt him down to his heart....The people with the news cameras come around and see Chenzira talking about Mugabe and as soon as something is displayed they think he did it!....Wait I know where Chenzira went to the place
(Walks to down stage left then knocks on the door facing the left wing, talking to a pretend person who opens the door.)
Have you seen and old guy
(Holds up arms until he can’t reach anymore)
About, this tall, really old with a limp to his right leg, 5 gray patches on his head and shinny fake eye with a big black and purple scare going through it......Down the hall?.... What do you mean he’s suppose to be down the hall but you don’t know where he is…..okay okay Thank you, for the help you didn’t give.
(Sun Set Lights: Walks around the stage, down stage right and down center throwing rocks. Then he moves to left stage center throwing the rock directly across from him to right stage center. He begins the sounds of the rock hitting the ground is not longer happening it is move of a thump sound. Gamba then walks over to right stage center and removes the covers thinking he has found Chenzira.)
More covers, how nice, you told me you were going to be here it was like you lied to me for no reason, no reason at all. I was all worried about you, got thinkin’ somethin’ happened to you....Your not here!....Yes that’s sounds like the guy I was lookin’ for....well idunno where he is! That’s whyyy Ugghhhhhhh. Okay, well he said he was gonna be here, I can only go by what he tells me.....Well no, I dunno where you are,
(Spoken as if asking a question)
I guess he thought he couldn’t trust me.
(Sigh, speaking regular and his eyes start to water)
Yea, he must to have wanted to protect himself who wouldn’t in this world.
(Mugabe walks into the room from the left wing, over to Gamba)
Guess what, I heard you screaming about that old guy and I’m willing to help you look for him if you’re looking for help. Or should I say want my help...Yea, because I’ve heard dome not so nice things said about me and I have to start fixing thing around here and for starters lets make those watery eyes go away......Yea, have to fix this and I want to, so cry no longer and sorry I can’t wipe your tears with my initial cloth but I seem to have lost it when I was on the go trying to take care of business. For a while I never a lost it and I didn’t even care now I want it back. My mom gave it to me when I was younger.
(Mugabe looks at Gamba waiting for his next move)
(Spots and picks up a piece of paper on the ground with his eyes and opens it, then begins to reads in a whisper.)
Warrior, cuz...Ima...a warrior
(Speaks louder and waves the paper in the air)
(Speaks in a regular tone again and puts the paper in his right pocket and pats the pocket twice.)
I’m a warrior Chenzira says, that’s what my name means.
(Lights go off of Gamba and Mugabe and they wall to upstage right and exit out the right wing. Curtains close)
Act 3, Scene 3
(Curtains open: Night Time Lights: Enters from the left wing. Walking to down stage right, with a drink in his right hand half drunk. Walking with a slight wobble. With another liquor bottle in his left pocket.)
Everything was not so easy I hate when people think life is always easy.
(Screaming to the night sky, with his left hand in a fist throwing it to the sky.)
You are all dummies.
(Talking to the audience as he walks down stage right and down stage left back and forth in a timely manner.)
I’ve been on top before and it was swweettt, man was it oh, so friggin’, sweet! But then came Mugabe taking everything from me.
(Drinks some of the liquor in his hand, lets it drip on his chin and doesn’t wipe it.)
We were neck and neck
(Big deep belch)
Then the crowd was quiet but then they just wouldn’t shut up cause Mugabe was talking so the kept a clappin’ and clappppiinnn’
(Screaming to the night sky)
Damn you all.
(Talking to the audience as he continues to walk down stage right and down stage left back, forth in a timely manner)
When I got up there they were quiet, ahaha or is it that I’m so drunk I can’t even remember what the crowd did from me ahaha but anyways. Yea there were all those, white, black, tan, orange and brown faces. Every last one of them was just there. Then
(Stops walking and sits down stage center on the corner of the stage so his feet dangle off the stage and starts talking to the bottle.)
That guy, don’t know who he was but he knew what he was talking about, wait no he didn’t
(Drinks from the bottle again, this time some falls out of his mouth on his chin and he wipes it with his left hand.)
Cause she, he said Mugabe was da new president. I tried to act like I don’t care but I did, but day just made me so made and he that guy who told everybody Mugabe was the president, he done lied to me. Told me he was my friend I found my new friend.
(With unsteady finger points at the bottle of liquor and shakes his head as if he is dizzy.)
Yea, yyooouuu. You never lefffft me, you were always there, you new I nnneeddedd chu. ‘Memeber that time we lost the house and I was drinkin’ you so I didn’t really care but then I neededdd more of you so I gave my clothes away to get more of you
(Smiles a big Kool-aid smile)
I had so much more of you, even doe in da morings you wasn’t always so nice. Then those jealous people was tryin to make me get rid of you, but
(Tears fall down his face and stats to yell)
I wasn’t about to do that!
(Speaks in slight drunk voice, no longer yelling)
I listened to your whispers so closely, ever so close....I ‘member those nightsss tossing and turning because I was sick and you were all I had. I needed you everyday and you were the only one that understood me. Like no utter. And I know why this happened he told them...Mugabe that’s who, told them, that I was a drunk but I didn’t
Need it everyday until I lost I just didn’t know what to do with myself. I was a screw up. Dats what me pa use to call me when I didn’t do things right all the time.
(Drinks the rest of the bottle then pulls out another bottle from his left pocket, opens it hold his head up and drinks it all, belches and pass out as the light fade away from him. He then rolls off stage but stays in front of down stage center and passes out.)
(Next day, Day Light: Gamba and Mugabe are walking and looking for Chenzira, outside. Mugabe walks to right stage center and stands there.)
Chenzira ! Chenzira!
Go home boy!
(Yells from off stage, while he is down stage center. Gamba then runs to up stage left and stands there to cry.)
I hear you boy cryin’ go home I’m not about to tell you one more gin.
(Gamba then runs to the left wing to exit. A dumpster is pushed out to down stage right, the front part of the dumpster is cut off so the audience can see inside it. Chenzira then gets back on the stage and climbs into the dumpster but no light are on him. Curtains close)
Act 4, Scene 1
(Curtains open: Lights come on down stage left: Mugabe walks to downstage left and starts to walk slightly back and forth.)
Now I see how you think this is my fault all these things happening but it is not. So you know I want to clear my name to show you that I am not such a bad person..Yes
I do have my ways just as much as the next man, and yes sometimes I might not think of other people from time to time if I’m trying to do something to benefit myself.
(A chair is put down stage left; he walks to it and sits down, and crosses his arms)
See where outside and I’m not so high up in class....... How do I know?...I-I just sat in this dirty chair with, only lord knows what’s at the bottom of it.
(Light goes off left stage off Mugabe. Curtains close)
Act 4, Scene 2
(Curtains open:Right stage: Lights turn on Chenzira, sitting in black oil in an open dumpster with liquor bottles in both of his hands, one under both his arms, one under his neck, one between his knees and one between his feet. But he is talking to the one in his left hand)
You don’t even know the meaning of dirty and then if you went’a touching on something that was dirty you’d get the thinking you know what’s it’s like to not have everything all the time......Hahaha, yes that’s what I would tell Mugabe if I saw him...but I’m telling you..
(Slightly shakes the left hand)
I don’t want to be found. Well ain’t like nobody cares about me, well maybe Gamba but I didn’t even tell him what his name mean....and means warrior too.
I never even told him…. Little man
He jus keep on. He ain’t even give up on me, like everybody else did. Ain’t turn his head not once when he saw the dirt road was my home.... Being nice when those there other two kids wasn’t.
(Lights goes off down stage right off Chenzira)
Act 4, Scene 3
(Lights come on down stage left on Mugabe, still sitting in the chair now talking to himself)
Where are you were could you be, I told that little boy I would help find you. I’m sitting here saying little boy and I forgot to ask his name.
(Light goes off right stage off Mugabe)
Act 4, Scene 4
(Sun Set Lights: Lights turn on down stage right on Chenzira in the dumpster. Still talking to the bottle in his left hand whispers)
(Back to regular volume when talking)
That’s what his name means, I can’t get over it that I never got the chance to tell him.... but how could I forget I saw him everyday..., good kid, good kid.... So how would you help me, … us, the people of Zimbabwe...Or when are you going to start getting back some of the money? Or When you see these things does it remind you of your childhood?.....Yea
(Slightly shaking his head up and down)
Stuff like that I would ask Mugabe, if I saw him.
(Light goes off down stage right off Chenzira. Curtains close.)
Act 4, Scene 5
(Curtains open:Lights turn on down stage left on Mugabe who is now taking to the audience. While moving his hands as he talks)
See I would help the people fix everything; I’m not such a bad guy. When I look at Zimbabwe now, it brings me back to my childhood with those hard tough days. All the things that were the hardest. I remember waking up feeling like I lost, lost what?...lost, lost like I was losing at life. Then I realized you only lost when you think you can’t win. So I put all that negative thinking aside....
(Talking/Yelling out to stage right)
See nobody, not a near single man or woman from Zimbabwe has to feel like they lost.
(Light goes off down stage left off Mugabe)
Act 4, Scene 6
(Lights come on down stage right Talking/Yelling out to stage left)
So make me feel like I won.
(Chenzira stands up and all the bottle fall to the bottom of the dumpster. He reaches in his right pocket pulls out Mugabe’s cloth and throws it to down stage left. Then falls to the bottom of the dumpster and he stops breathing. The lights fade from Chenzira side of the stage as the dumpster is being taking away being pulled into the right wing to exit.)
(Mugabe stands up and spots the cloth, he picks it up holds it in both of his hands and outs it over his heart. Then the lights fade off of him, stage gets dark and he exits throw the left wing. Curtains close)
Act 5, Scene 1
(Curtains open:Night Time lights with one big shinning starts: Gamba walks bout on stage entering from the left wing. He then starts walking slowly to down stage center. With Chenzira’s dusty dirty bag of Salted Groundnuts. Gamba is rubbing his thumb back and front on the top of the bag as he sighs and begins to open his mouth and is hesitant to speak. He sits on the ground, and then he slowly brings his knees up to his chest and wraps his arms around them. Tilts his head to the right slightly frowns and exhales and looks up a the night sky.)
Whoa is that a star?...I think it is, I never saw one start in a night sky like that before until now.
(Gamba stops looking at the sky, then more stars appear in the sky, and Gamba gives a slight laugh under his breath)
It’s so beautiful, got that twinkle to it. Reminds me of the way my Zimbabwe use to be. My land, are land,
(Picks up some dirt in his left and lets if fall out)
This land. Now you have to fix it, we have to fix it and we will fix it. Let us not blame anybody for it now. We come together. I don’t wanna wake up with my face in the dirt of a blanket dat I don’t know who it belongs to. I want my home and I know you do too. My family live wit nothing now. And you think I want you to feel sorry for me, no. I want you to help us to find somewhere to live. My grandpa use to tell me stories and even though he use to drink too much I never gave up on him and now he’s gone but I saw that paper he wrote, had that crazy writin’ of his...it said you’re a warrior Gamba.
(Starts to cry a little)
Guessin’ he wrote it for me an left before he hand the chance to put it in my hand, but good think I found it right.
(Stops crying and sniffles three times.)
I didn’t know how he saw that in me. Then I look and I never stop thinkin’ no given up. Thesedirt roads need not have people on them in the night or the day. These roads
(Stands up and walks down stage right to down stage left as he speaks)
Are not for the feet of newborn babies or for the feet of my brothers and sisters or for the feet of the older. It is feet for
(Back to regular tone of speaking)
No one. So Mugabe and all da people of the land are goin’ to work together to fix this land no matter how long it takes. Give me food, give me life...Who am I you ask....
(He walks back to down stage center, stops and looks at the crowd, and pick up the dusty dirty bag of Salted Groundnuts and shakes it to every words he says in the last sentence.)
…..I am Gamba, so, Chenzira say, I...am...warrior.
(Puts head down as light fade out and turn off on the stage and curtains close.)
Act 3, Scene 3 Video of the character Chenzira played by Manna
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