"In the Valley" is about a young Sergeant named Johnathon Calloway. Sgt. Calloway has seen war before but nothing that can prepare him for the Korengal Valley in Afghanistan, one the deadliest places on earth (told by CNN). Sgt. Calloway changes from being an anxious soldier, to a gritty leader.

"In the Valley is also about a teenage Afghan boy named Mohammed. Mohammed struggles to stay neutral between the US and the Taliban. His friends join the Taliban and try to recruit him, yet Mohammed manege's to keep his points of view.

Characters
Sgt. Calloway- A well developed military soldier who has seen action in Iraq but not in Afghanistan.

Mohammed- a sixteen year old Afghan boy who is caught living in the Korengal valley.

Returning soldiers/Helicopter passengers- Returning to the Korengal valley for there second and third tours of duty.

Private Jackson- a new recruit who has never been in battle yet.

Macko- Hum-v Driver




Act 1 Scene 1

(Mohammed sits in a small tiled floor room with a large window to the left.)


Mohammed
To many of us are being taken. Promises of wealth and a magnificent after life. They took Deqhan today. Lured in by there false tellings. There numbers are growing, now it only may be a few thousand of the Taliban scattered through the hills, but there still unorganized and

(pauses as noise of helicopter flies over his house.)

They are unorganized and have no training. When was the last time a faction in history succeeded in overthrowing a country

(Pauses again to the sound of Humvees getting closer, Mohammad gets up and looks out side of the window a convoy of 5 hummers drives down the street, when the noise stops, mohammed still looking out the window sees five us troops kick down a door and raid a house, Mohammed backs from the window and continues writing.)

I have not been to school in over 4 months now, I am now almost to scared to leave the house, every time I’m approached sometime by Quadaff, sometimes by Gamal, but now by Deqhan. My only friend swept up by the Taliban. I warned him pushing him to stay with me, but he ran off with the largest group of goons on the earth. Who is next me, no, for to long have I watched

(Mohammed flips back a couple pages in his journal reading something, he then returns and begins writing again.)

Four and a half weeks ago I wrote that the Taliban teaching ten year olds in the school. Ten year olds being brain washed.



Act 1 Scene 2

(Sgt. Calloway is strapped in to a chair with 4 other men in the cargo bay of a chinook helicopter.)


So yall been here before?

(A blank stare came from the rest of the soldiers.)

Wer supposed to see some kick ass fighting up here. Can’t wait to see some action im pumped in Iraq I got me at least twenty kills, Dumb ass Taliban.

(Still nobody said anything, Awkward pause)

I heard this place is intense, surprised we have not been shoo-

(The helicopter dramatically pitches to the left)

What the f*** was that? An RPG?!?!?!?!?

(Two more dramatic movements, over the radio from the cockpit he hears airstrike commands, as the chinook pulls away from the cliff a massive bright explosion rips through the mountain.)

Yea thats what im talkin about kicken some ass

(The red light on the back of the Chinook lights the soldiers get ready, Calloway peers out the window)

Thats it what the hell is that its a bunch of sand bags?

(The crew turn to Calloway and stare at him)

What do you mean how dare I say that? The previous soldiers have been here for a year and this is what they've built”

(The back latch of the helicopter opens
Gun fire begins to ricochet on the out side of the Chinook)



Act 1 Scene 3
(Sergeant  Calloway speaks in to a camera in a video diary in the Bunker, the noise of Artillery is being launched is in the background.)
 
First impressions, not what I hoped. Seeing 7 dead and 5 wounded carried to the Chinook. Looking at this piece of shit its not much. Just a couple dozen sand bags, a small building and a couple huts. Training.....What training, Nothing can prepare you for this. First day 1 wounded, saw Sergeant  Ellsworth shot right in front of me. But what is this.... war.......no. I don’t know what this is. No amount of strength can prepare you for what I saw. I’ve been kneeling behind a sand bag for the past 15 hours. Shooting at what I can’t see.....but they can see me. I’ve been here not even for a day and i’m pissen my self. In the briefing commanders said we would be alone, stranded, no support.......we are the support defending the valley for what purpose, its a fucking desert. They watch us. The Taliban, stubborn as they are hate us, defending there land which we are invading, A land which is worthless to what we are fighting for. We should just leave. There is no reason we are here.
(The sound of gunfire and mortars erupt, Sgt. Calloway gets his gun and leaves the building.)




Act 1 Scene 4

Mohammed
Made it through another night. Ever since the Americans started to push down the hill the fighting has seemed to get tougher. Every day we are constantly being attacked. But I see the point, our village is full of Taliban, Dozens of them, if I did not live here with my family and friend, I would wish that that village gets flattened, well it basically already is.

(Mohammed glances out of the window)

I cower under my bed on an hourly basis, its the only place where I feel safe, kind of stupid huh, I am neutral in this war. Last night Deqhan came by with a bag, He shoved me aside and hid it in our closet, he told me not to look, and if I told anybody about it I would become the Taliban’s enemy. I had to see what was in the bag, but I’m to afraid, I can’t look,
(Mohammed throws down his pencil, and rubs his fists in his eyes as if he is crying. Mohammed gets up and walks over to the closet and picks up the bag, it was heavy and Mohammed struggled to lift it back to his table, he peered inside)

Weapons, its full of weapons, Im hiding the Taliban’s war machine. I am on of them.



Act 1 Scene 5

Have not done this in a while, No time. Constantly we are all doing work, either building, digging or shootin, no time for anything else. The only thing that changed was the wounded, 7, 3 dead. 3 dead!
(Rubs his eyes and face)

All stronger then me. Who’s to say I’m not next. Strength means shit out here. No amount of explosives or guns can stop these people, these, these animals. The Korengal Valley, the gates of death. Only Misery and pain is visible for miles around us, Tomorrow's we draw straws. Who goes down the hill for recon. I did not turn out so good for the last group, so I heard. Two died the driver wounded, they had to he evaced, with a heli, they said if we get picked we have to drive down the hill side and look for suspicious activity, Suspicious activity my ass, every body looks the same, I can’t tell who is the enemy and and who is neutral until its to late. But they want that, they like to be sneaky bastards. Hope I come back to make another one of these. Slams lid of computer closed.









Act 1 Scene 6

Sgt. Calloway
Of course I would get picked to do this.
(slams the door of the hum-v)

90% chance we get an IED shoved up our ass.I am so done with this shit. We are dead. WOW WOW Stop! play this CD it sets the mood.

(Gimme shelter by the rolling stones begins to play.)

So briefing said we should drive as far as we can, what does that mean. Well I know what it means, just does that mean we are guaranteed to get attacked, Shit!

(The hum-v drive for about an ten minuets through the valley when the driver stops.)

Why did u stop?
Bad feeling, psh I don’t give a shit, we are sitting ducks out here. Get a move on it Macko.

(The Hum-v drives slowly, gradually picking sup speed.)

Faster dude I don’t want to get Ambushed.

(A small IED explodes 30 yards in front of the hum-v damaging the vehicle.)

Ambush! Take Cover!

(They exit the vehicle)

Fire at will, Fire at will!  Everybody just sit put we will get out of this. Jackson keep your head down! Jackson!

 (Jackson is shot in the helmet the bullet penetrates his head killing him, Calloway talks on his radio)
 Man down we have a man down requesting immediate EVAC we have man down.

 (Gets off of radio)
 Command says for an evac we need to secure the area. I have an idea
(Gets back on the radio)

Command, recon 1 we request an immediate air-strike. Ok latitude 34.5550 east
longitude 71.0519 north, Elevation 2997.  Danger close. Repeat danger close.

(Puts down radio)
Every body heads down incoming.
(The sound of a jet breaking the sound barrier flies over head screeching as a sonic boom rips through the air, a 2000 pound explosive hits a bunker position.)

Damn!!!!!!! That’s how we do it. Whats Jackson’s condition, Dead,good soldier should have kept his head down.

(picks ups radio)
 
Area secure, what is the ETA on that heli......Rodger that.

(Puts radio down)

We are out of here in ten.




Act 1 Scene 7

Sgt. Calloway
It's my fault, all my fault. Yesterdays recon down the hill went terrible. It was the same shit that all of the other recons deal with. The guilt is just to much. Being in command when a soldier dies, just can't take it.

(Takes off hat and places it in lap dramatically)

I see these new kids commen in every week. There not ready for this shit. Private Johnson was not ready that's why he died. These new recruits there just to vulnerable. The don't watch there backs good enough. The don't no what to expect out here. There not trained enough It all my fault Johnson died I should have never have to him to come with us.

(Calloway stands up from the seat and leans on the wall with his hands and head)

Not to say that I just wasted 50 thousand dollars worth of explosives on the guys that killed him. God damn. This war is just a waste of money I mean 50 thousand dollars on a handful of guys. Johnson was 21, so young. And just to think  I have to do this shit again in three days.





Act 1 Scene 8

Mohammed
The Americans keep pushing down through the valley. They know there are Taliban in my town and they will not leave until they are all dead. Over the past week more and more troops flood the city. Every day, two or three times a day.

(Sighs)

This is never going to end. Every time group of hum-v’s come down the hill the end up retreating. The Taliban have an endless supply of troops and weapons. Yet so do the americans, they come down the valley at random times and raid the Taliban’s shacks. Three days ago I was walking to get milk. When I heard a hum-v. I tried to run but they were raiding the house next door. I was caught in the cross fire as I tried to hide. There was sol..sol...soldier

(Begins to whimper)

right next to me, shooting. I was caught in combat. I looked up to the americans, and to see him get shot,

(Begins to cry)

Shot in the throat, and to struggle on the ground, The medic cam over but there was no hope. There is no hope. I can just remember name on his bloody uniform.

(Tries to pronounce the name)

Sa sar sergeant ca ca ca Calloway Sgt. Calloway.
The poor soldier who was shot in the neck, on the 11th of january 2011, for we should all respect him.




This is Act 1 Scene 3 presented by David Palidora

​                              Teenage Years Of An Adult

 

 

 

Characters:

Alma- pregnant girl in Africa

Nyaki- Alma’s friend

Sonya- the mother of a pregnant teen

Savannah- Sonya’s sister

Marge- Social Worker

Tasha- the girl the social worker is talking to; uneducated teen

Lisa- former single teenage pregnant mother

Dominique- soon to be teenage father

Chris- Dominique’s closest friend

 

           

                                                Act 1, Scene 1

                                                         ALMA

“That’s it Nyaki I’m leaving and getting away from this place. Everyone has looked down on me. I didn’t want any of this or asked for any of it. I just can’t take it anymore.”

                        (Looks for things to put in a suitcase.)

 

                                                         SONYA

“WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN NOT TO SNAP!!!! YOU MUST HAVE LOST YOUR MIND IF YOU THINK I’M NOT GOING TO SNAP!

                                       (Sits down at the table with Savannah and tries to hold her composure)

 

 ¡Aye Dois Mio! Ella es un bebe tambien. How is she supposed to take care of another baby? Savannah you don’t understand she shouldn’t have to go through this. I had to and I know how hard it is with the help of family and friends. Hermana she has no one. I can’t raise another kid. I barely have money to keep our own family going.”

 

                                                      DOMINQUE

            (Has his hands on his head and tries to let reality sit in.)

“Oh man. Chris I don’t know what to do I cant believe she ‘bout to have my kid. I don’t even know if she telling the truth or not. Bro Imma make her take a test right in front of me. Wait. I can’t do that, that would be to disrespectful and I know better than that. Chris I really don’t know what to do. What if it ain’t even mines?”

            (Sits on the table and looks at the floor)

                                                         

            CHRIS

“Brov that has to be your kid. She was a virgin when yall got together. So stop playing you just scared and don’t know what to do.”

                                    (Puts his hand on his friend)

 

 

                                                MARGE

 

                                                           (At the desk typing and listening to Tasha talk)

“I’m sorry about all papers just been a busy week. Well Tasha I understand that you want to send your baby to America, lets just talk a little bit. So you want to send your first baby to be with a family in America? “ Guess you heard about all the good things in America.

                                                (Gives a little chuckle)

 

                       

                                                TASHA

                                                    (Takes a deep breathe and begins to talk)

“Well I like for my baby to have a good life. I want my baby to be in good hands and safe the rest of their life. I want them to be safe.”

 

 

 

                                               

                                                 LISA

                        (Stands in front of the crowd and waits the audience becomes a little quieter. Looks around and starts to talk.)

 

“Hello ladies how is everybody doing tonight? I’m glad everyone is doing fine but their isn’t any point in holding off the conversation. I’m here to tell how I went from getting an abortion just to end up pregnant once again. Yea I know I should have been a little smarter, but hey I was in high school and met that guy.”

            (Puts her hands and gives quotes while saying that guy)

“Yea lets just say from there I went on a rollercoaster.  I was about to get kicked out of school because pregnancy isn’t tolerated. The thing that makes it even worst is that I was only a freshman.

 

                                    (End of Scene 1, Act 1)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                                      Act 2, Scene 2

 

                                                            ALMA

                        (Sitting next to Nyaki talking.)

 

“Nyaki he raped me. I tried to fight him off but he said if I struggled he would kill me. I tried to tell my mother but she just didn’t believe me. I went to the witch doctor and he told me I got aids from him. “

            (Puts her head down and starts to cry in Nyaki’s arm.)

 

                                                       SONYA

                        (Wipes away her tears and fixes herself a little bit before talking.)

“Savannah, I’m really scared of what’s going to happen next. All I can think about is bad things. I don’t know this guy or anything he is about. What should I do hermana, estoy muy miedo.”

 

                                                   SAVANNAH

                         (Grabs her sister and holds her tight for comfort. She talks to her sister in her native language)

“Sonya calmate por favor. Ella es un adolescente. She’s going to be fine remember who raised her and taught her how to succeed in life even with a problem as big as this. If you can deal with it and taught her how to be strong I’m sure she can. I’m here for you mi amor. It’s going to be fine.”

                        (Whispers it’s going to be fine)

 

 

                                                DOMINQUE

                        (Gives his friend a handshake and starts to thank him for being there for him)

“Yo man you a good friend. You helped me when I need u the most.

            (Gives his friend a handshake and hug)

                       

                                                   Chris

“No problem man.”

            (Returns the hug and shake)

 

                                               MARGE

                        (Starts typing on the computer and than stops and faces Tasha. Pulls out a stack of papers.)

“Well I’m going to need you to feel these papers out.

                        (Phone starts ringing)

“Hey. Yea I can talk now. You have to be kidding me. She didn’t have a miscarriage. Well what am I suppose to tell the adoptive parents? Okay so please tell me what happened.”

(Takes a sip of her coffee as she listens to the story. She goes blank)

“She got into a fight on purpose?! Are you freaking kidding me?! So how did she mange to lose her baby?”

 (Almost chokes on her coffee when she hears the truth.)

 “The girl stabbed her in the stomach? Oh my God. What did the police say? How did she get the hospital? When was the baby pronounced dead? Okay so the girl is under custody? That’s good. Now I want to know what the doctor said. Please telling me your just trying to play with me and that really didn’t happen. She was really taking drugs and drinking. Wow I can’t believe this little ignorant girl. Well when I finish up with my client right know I’ll contact the adoptive parents and have them come in for a talk. Make sure your here.”

 (Hangs up the phone and rubs her face)

 

 

                                    TASHA

“Wow sounds like your going to have a busy day. Hope I do the right thing with my baby.

                        (Rubs her stomach)

 

                                    LISA

I went through my sophomore and junior year retaining abstinence. I had to get the abortion in order to stay in school. Bye the beginning of senior I was pregnant and decided to keep this baby. I didn’t know what to do the father of the baby was gone but had to pay child support and from the time the baby was born I had struggled. The one thing that kept me happy was the smile on my baby girl’s face. I couldn’t take anymore so I moved to the USA and had some of my friends from here help me raise Ami.  I can’t say it was easy but ladies listen to me when I tell this is going to be the hardest thing in your life but its going to be one of the best things you’ll ever have to do and accomplish.

                        (The crowd begins to clap)

 

                        End of Act 2, Scene 2

 

                       

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                           ACT 3, SCENE 3

 

                                    ALMA

“Nyaki I love you but I need to go. Be safe and remember me. Pray for me and me baby.”

                        (Hugs Nyaki and exits the scene)

 

                                    SONYA

“Gracias por todo.  You have helped me get through this. Te amor mi hermana.”

                          (Gives her sister a hug and leaves off the stage)

 

                                 SAVANNAH

                        (Returns the hug and whispers)

“ I love you to mi amor.”

                        (Exits the stage)

     Understood but Ignored
                                            ACT I

                                                Scene 1

(A young Somalia boy around 17 or 18 speaking to a crew of pirates on the way to a cargo ship.(Sounds of a motor in the background. nothing on stage just black. voices can be heard.))

                             Abdi

You want to know why I am a pirate at such a young age. My father decided that I should fight for my waters against the illegal fishers and the illegal dumping. He is a pirate and wants me to prove myself to him. I figured it sounded fun. I am young but I am ready. The ship isn’t far now. We are going to be boarding soon........... I know all about the new guy routine and I wanted that. I wanted the challenge but since my dad is top boss he insisted that I should do all the boss work here..........Yeah.......... Okay. Throw the grapple up so we can position the ladder. I am no longer going to be oppressed and put down by the people forcing the injustice of polluted waters in our land....... No. I am not scared. I am ready to do what is necessary. Ok. You informed them that we are boarding?........ Okay. Climb up. (They climb up onto the ship and see the crew.)

                                                 Scene 2

(The men walk at the crewmembers and point their guns forward. Abdi Stammers often from fear or being in over his head.)

                              ABDI

Get down! Y-You you heard me get d-down! This ship is our property now!...... What? D-Don’t hit you? Then get down when I tell you to. Listen to us and you won’t get hurt. Where is the captain? Tell me!........ In the cabin? Okay guys go get him. Come on you guys are coming up to the cabin too. (Fear in his voice.) Get moving, but not too fast. One foot out of line and you die! Is this everyone on the ship?........ No one is downstairs?..... How many people?.......Five?.......Then why would you tell me that there were no people? I will pretend this did not happen. K-Keep moving! I don’t want you p-pulling anything stupid on me.

                                                 Scene 3

(They are inside of the main cabin and everyone from the ship is tied up.)

                             ABDI

What are we suppose to do now that we have them tied up?...... Okay, then where is the walkie to their people?......... Okay crew! Where is your radio?........ Grab that! Hand me it!. What should I say?........ Okay I’ll... be the one to talk. Hello?......We have your crew and ship. We want money........ No they will not be killed, if you give us the money.......... 3,000,000 dollars in cash.........American money for an American ship!........ Good. We will be waiting for your arrival. That will show you people to keep illegally dumping and fishing in Somalia waters. Either way we win. We get paid a lot of money or we kill you all and teach the others a lesson.

                                                   Act 2

                                                  Scene 1

(The crewmen hear the call of the pirates. They announce that they are boarding the ship.)

                           Nicholas

What is that? It looks like a boat. It’s a speedboat. Oh no! The-They ave guns. What are they doing? Why would they be doing this?.......... They are boarding? Oh god elp us. I told them we ad to stop fishing ere. The peepal in the United States will never understand that we can not just send people out to steal other people’s resources. I really don’t want to die because of stupid Americans. Okay. RIng the bells! Alarm the ship! Tell everyone that we are being boarded! Urry!........ Oh god. They are on the ship!

                                                   Scene 2

(Nicholas tried to run back but fell as the men walked towards him. He scrambles and shouts in fear.)

                             NICHOLAS

.......Okay! Okay! I will get down! Please don't it me!........ I just don't want to die! Okay guys get up. Do what he tells us!........I understand. Not a word.

                                                   Scene 3

                          Nicholas

Inner thought (spot light on Nicholas): I ave to make it out of this! I will just do as they say and follow their orders. As long as I cooperate they might spare my life. I have to just ope that the U.S. cares enough about us to pay the ransom, so we can be saved. Ee said that ee will kill us if they do not pay.

Outer dialogue: ........The radio? Um... It is over there behind that thing under the cloth.

Inner thought (Spot light on Nicholas again): Ok. They are getting the money. will they really pay 3,000,000 dollars in cash for a few men on a ship? I ave to be with my family. Will I ever even see them again? I know that the Somalia’s have it really ard, but so do I. That is why I took this job. Do they realize that other people ave it bad in the world too? I ope they don’t overreact and do something crazy. Whether I live or die this is my final trip out ere in the Somali waters.

                                                     Act 3

                                                  Scene 1

(It has been 10 hours since the pirates boarded the ship and the coast guard has arrived along with some of the military. The coast guard sent over some food and a phone to the pirates and crew to keep them comfortable.)

                              ABDI

I am calling the shots here........ No you listen to me Steven! I am not sending over any hostages until I get the money and I get a safe way out of here.........No! I am not changing my mind. I will not give you one hostage now!........ Yeah! You better go get the damn money.

(Slams the phone closed and puts it in his pocket. Looks at his men and the crew.)

                           ABDI

They keep trying to get us to hand over one or two hostages before we get the money. I don't think I am ready to call shots on something this big. They like to play mind games........ Why would they try to snipe us? We just want the money.........They would rather just have the money and the hostages? That’s nonsense! Well... I guess you might be right. Then we will just have to be more careful. Put the crewmembers up in front of the windows. If they fire then they hit the hostages that they are trying to save! I just want the fishermen out of my waters. If they want to keep sending people here then they will pay the price until the day they learn from the error of their ways.

Inner thought (Spotlight on Abdi): Part of this is obviously just for the money. I would like to be rich and make money for my family. How many people care for the fishing and dumping. I still do because it is my people’s land but it is not my land. I do not own these waters. I am making money from this while fighting for a good cause. Is that right? No it isn’t is it. What am I talking about of course it is.

Outer dialogue: Okay this is where things get out of hand. We need to kill one of the hostages don’t we? I heard you all talking........ Of course there is something wrong with it. Isn’t there?......Maybe your right. They were illegally fishing. Yeah! Do it.......(They hand him a gun.) Me?......You want me to do it? ( He looks down and the floor in thought) Okay. I will do it. He pulled the captain down to his knees in front of him (The man is on his knees on the opposite side of the stage and the boy is pointing the gun at the crowd as if it was the man.) and dialed on the phone........ Hello. I am calling to let you know that we are going to kill the captain......No. I don’t have a choice. (He gives the phone to the captain.)......Hey! (He hit him hard and fired. He shoots at the crowd and the man falls on the other side of the stage.) He is dead but he told the damn coast how many of us there are and the weapons that we have...... Yeah you’re right. They have no way to get us.

Inner monologue (spotlight on Abdi): I am not so sure that we are very safe in here. I should try to be easier on them to get what I want instead of using force. I don’t think I should have killed that man. That was not good. I should have let him live.........No! He paid for his crimes. That was justice. Not murder. Or is there no difference? Of course there is!...Is there?


                                                       Act 4

                                                   Scene 1

(Group of military men with the coast guard trying to negotiate. American hostage negotiator talking through the cell phone to the pirates.)

                   OFFICER STEVEN WALSKEY

(He constantly stares out at the boat squinting or looks through Binoculars) Hello this is Officer Steven Wolsey. I just want these people safe........No you are not!........ This is absolutely ridiculous.....Just let them all go and we will let you go free....Fine! Give us the hostages and all the money is yours. I have it right here.....(whispers to the people next to him.) Go ahead and snipe them out. The room has tons of windows. (Back to the people on the phone.) Ah! You smart-ass! Take the hostages out of the window. We will stop dumping and fishing. Does that sound good? Just give us one hostage........No! No. No.No.No.No don’t do that! Take it easy and don’t kill anyone. Hey! Take it easy.......Calm down.....Just breath man and relax okay....(Draws out the word relax very long.) Relax........God dammit! He shot one of the damn hostages! I give up! Get the money or more are going to die!

Inner thoughts (Spotlight on Steve.): is 3,000,000 dollars really something that we could consider spending for a few lives. Are their lives really worth that kind of money?

                                                          Act 5

                                                       Scene 1

(Nicholas sits tied up thinking about what was going on. The men lie behind him all tied up as well. A few men sit in the full body sized windows. The crewmembers sit randomly across the room and Abdi paces.)

                           NICHOLAS

Inner thoughts (Spotlight on fisher): Oh god! Oh no no no! Ee killed im. Ee shot im in the ed. What am I going to do now? They are killers. They don’t need the money.  What will appen to us? Okay! Breath. Breath. Inhale exhale. We are obeying them. They won’t urt us....All this for some fishes? This is too much. Please god I ave realized what I ave done wrong. I promise that I ave. Let me live and please let this all just end. Don’t make any more people die today.

                                                    Act 6

                                                Scene 1

(Abdi is trying hard to keep the crew in line. They are in the cabin room still and the crew is sitting and still struggling against the ropes except for the silent Nicholas.)

                            ABDI

We need to give them the hostages. As simple as that................Forget about the money. We need to get out of here. We won’t win this we should get out while we can...............I know. I do want the money. I just can’t kill another person and I can’t do this because someone wants me to. It’s not right.

Inner Thought (Spotlight on Abdi): I won’t become a bad person. Not now. I have my whole life ahead of me. This has got to change. I have to put things right and let these people go. I killed that man. I can only pray that god will forgive me.( looks up at the ceiling of the cabin as if he could see the sky.) I will do what I can to make things right. I hope my father will understand. They shouldn’t dump in the water or fish and steal our resources but that is no reason for people to die.

                            ABDI

We are leaving. The prisoners are being freed. The chaos is over. (They start to walk to the door. The boy opens it and falls to the floor instantly after he hears one of his friends yell his name. “Abdi!”

                                                   Act 7

                                                Scene 1

(Officer Steven Walskey is watching the cabin.)

                    OFFICER STEVEN WALSKEY

Wait! I see movement................ Yeah. Uh uh yeah get the snipers ready. Train their eyes on the prize............. Okay I see them. I see them moving. Ready to fire once in sight!.........The door is open. Its one of them! Fire! (Just before he screams fire her hears one of the pirates scream the name “Abdi!”) Abdi? What is that?...................... A name? Of who?............The boy? Boy?........ We shot a boy? (Gulps down sorrow).................... Oh god.

Don Kim is a 38-year-old father who doesn’t care that his son hasn’t come home for a couple of days. He makes no attempt to see if his son is okay.

Tim  is an American who hears about the protest.

Henry is the son of Don Kim. He participates in the protest.

 

           
                                        Act 1 Scene 1

(Tim is 63 and he lives alone.  He wife died 15 years ago because she was robbed at gun pont and had a heart attack.  Tim also lives in the United States and he heard about the Tiananmen Square Protest. Tim is sitting on his port rocking in his chair talking to his friend John a week after the protest.)


You hear about that protest in China?… Wasn’t it crazy?... Makes you proud to be an American… I feel bad for countries dat don’t have what we have… All they wanted was democracy but the Chinese government wasn’t tryin to hear all dat nonsense… Yup they sure did starve themselves… I hear dat I aint starvin myself for nutin… Accordin to da paper dey let this protest go on for a whole month before doin something…. I don’t know why dey let it go on dat long… Yea dey prolli should have nipped it in the bud from da beginning… What you mean dey shouldn’t have protested from  da beginning… It’s what they believe in, so you telling me you wouldn’t stand up for what you believe in… Yea you right it was kinda pointless sense nutin changed… Yea da paper say dey came in wit tanks and soldiers had guns.  Some of dem didn’t move and dey got run over by tanks… Yea yea soldiers was shootin and killin people… It prolli wasn’t worth dyin for but people do crazy things for things dey want... See dats why I love America, what I got to say get heard...

                                                Act 1 Scene 2

(Henry goes to med school and is for democracy so he participates in the Tienanmen Square protest.)
Alright guys we’ve been doing this for weeks now.We’ve starved ourselves, made signs, and spread the word of what we were doing. I CAN FEEL IT TODAY IS THE DAY THAT THE GOVERNMENT GIVES IN TO US. (Nearby people cheering) It’s true we are going to get democracy for this country, it’s time we get a say in what’s going on in our country. No mater what don’t move. Let them know that we are serious about this. Okay guys here they come don’t budge. Excuse me sir we aren’t bothering anybody... Public disturbance, I’m not disturbing anybody... If we don’t disperse we’re getting arrested, you can’t arrest all of us...We have the right to protest. Come On guys don’t let these soldiers scare you, they not even armed. Look they’re going away. I guess we won this round. Like I said TODAY IS THE DAY... Yeah I think they’ll come back, but we just have to stay strong and not give up...There back already?...With tanks...What do you mean you don’t know if it’s worth it now? We’ve made it this far...Arrested after all this all can you can about is being arrested... What about democracy... Come guys don’t leave... At least all of you didn’t leave. Let’s stay strong...No there aren’t gonna shoot. What are you guys doing... Protecting yourself against what?...The soldiers aren’t gonna shoot. ( Someone torches a bus) What the hell are you guys doing. This is suppose to be a peaceful protest. STOP STOP... (Soldiers start shooting) Oh no, I have to get out of here... What do you mean where am I going, this has turned into a disaster. Buses are on fire and people are fleeing for their lives! Democracy isn’t worth the lives of this many people. Can’t to my father’s house that entire section is blocked off. What am I going to do?

                                                Act 1 Scene 3

(Don Kim is 38 years old and his son is in college. He lives 5 blocks from Tiananmen Square, he was home the day that the Chinese military came to break up the protest)

Whoa! What was that? I think those are gunshots. I think I should call the cops. (Dials the police) I here gunshots... What do you mean there’s nothing that you can do?!... You’re the authority and I heard gunshots… No I don’t want to be arrested…  (Hangs up and Grabs the remote) Let me see what’s on the news… OH MY GOD, THAT’S TIENANMEN SQUARE! (Phone rings, walks over to it) Hello… Yes I’m watching the news... I know mom this is barbaric… Yes mom I’m looking at the same thing as you… Look I don’t have time for this; Henry is participating in that protest… He said it was for democracy.… According to him there wasn’t going to be any violence… Yes I see the soldiers in the tanks, are you listening to what I’m saying...I’m sure Henry is fine he’s a man now he can handle himself… I’m not going out there, why should I put my life on the line as well... I know that he’s my son but some choices you have to live with…I know that I’m his father, Henry’s a good boy he has a good head on his shoulders... If things got hairy I’m sure that he would’ve left... Look mom I’ll call him tomorrow to see if he’s okay...Mom please give me a break, I’m on vacation I just want to relax work has been really stressful...Okay I’ll call him tomorrow...Bye talk to you later...I swear all that lady does is nag

                                                Act 1 Scene 4

(Don Kim is home sitting on the couch watching television and enjoying his week off from work.)
Look at this a Golden Partners re-run. I haven’t watched this show in the longest time. The last time I watched this was with...Henry. Oh right I was suppose to call to make sure that he’s okay. I’m sure he’s fine, if he’s in trouble he’ll call. Maybe I should call, no no I’m sure he’s fine; Besides I haven’t seen the Golden Partners in a while and Wo cai Wo cai Wo cai cai cai comes on next. (Phone rings) Hello...Who’s this...Hi Michelle how have you been...I’m on vacation now, work has been kicking my butt...Well it’s not easy being a real estate agent, I got a raise since I became salesman of the quarter...How’s Jack... Congratulations I know that you always wanted to have kids every since we were kids...You used to dress your toys up and play house...Sometimes I wish I could go back to those days, I remember when my biggest problem was eating vegetables...Henry? Umm he’s good...Let me guess Mom told you that...Of course I care about Henry but he’s  my son, but he’s also a man now... I will never stop caring for him, but a man must learn from his mistakes... Yeah I know about what happened last night... Like I told mom, I’m not worried because he has a good head on his shoulders...If you know then why are you pestering me about him... Well if you’re worried about him then why won’t you talk to him about it...Oh you tried?...You couldn't get in contact with him?...Well he’s probably crashing at a friends house...I got to go, Wo cai Wo cai Wo cai cai cai  is about to come on...Michelle listen, Henry is fine, I raised him myself... Okay you and mom raised him, but that’s only because I was focused on my career... You’re not going to give me this, you took care and I thank you but don’t give me grief about it...(Don hangs up the phone because he doesn’t want to listen to Michelle talk about how she raised Henry) Who does she think she is. I had to focus on my career. I did the right thing for the both of us. If I would’ve taken care of Henry then we wouldn’t have this nice house or all these nice things. I’m not worried, because what I did was right. Now I’m just gonna enjoy my vacation.

                                                Act 1 Scene 5

( Don is sleeping in his bed is is awaken by the sound of the phone ringing.)
Why is the phone always ringing. I bet it’s Michelle calling back to scold me, no worst I bet it’s my mother calling to nag me. I’ll just ignore it, it can be that important. (Phone continues to ring) Why don’t people understand that I just want to be left alone on my vacation. I don’t get very many you know, but when I do get one I don’t want to be bothered. (Gets to the phone and it stops ringing) Really you just stop ringing when I get to you. You think this is a game, well I’m not up for it. (Don rips the phone from the wall) See that game over, I win and you lose. (He sits on the couch and turns on the television) I hope Golden Partners is on (Someone knocks at the door and Don goes to answer it) Michelle what are you doing here?... I didn’t answer my phone because it’s malfunctioning see? (points over at the phone) No I haven’t heard from Henry yet!...I don’t have any idea where he might be, I am not his keeper!... Is that all you and mom know how to say is “He’s your son” I know that he my son I was there in the delivery room when he was born... Why don’t I care, What makes you think that I don’t care?... Just because I’m not running around frantically trying to find him that doesn’t mean that I don’t care... You want to know why I haven’t tried to look for him? I didn’t try to look for him because I’m afraid I might not find him. I’m afraid of losing him just like I lost his mother. I did everything I could to find her and you know what he was dead. I don’t what to find out the same thing about Henry. You don’t know how it feels to lose your spouse...(Starts to cry) I just want him to be okay, I want my boy.

 

​Descriptions of characters

Mabintu -teen girl from Hati after the Earthquake

Ana Caroline -A 22 year old girl. Died of a eating disorder. She was a Brazilian Model.

Lleana- a teen urban girl, who is a binge eater, and a slam poet.

Samantha- Ana Caroline sister, also her editor.

 

Act One Scene One

                                                            Mabintu

Our country is drowning in poverty and I hear that people in the united states have people who are stuffing things down their throats and making themselves throw up........ I think it’s, it’s so hard to know that our prices for food have risen so quickly and high we can’t afford to have food and people waste it on their sick problem.......no it’s not real they call it a disorder that is “sweeping the world.” Shortage of food and resource is sweeping the world but no one thinks about that. I am very upset I don’t have a choice if I want to see my ribcage in the morning or a gut. Americans disgust me! They have no regards to, what.... what are we human right? Human!.... they treat us like trash. (speaking very quickly while being distracted by the little boy picking through the rubbish) I seen the skinny people and fat people was in a magazine that was in a pile of trash I was digging through while looking for food.....Just like that kid over there....What do you feel when you seen him....Speechless I know... Just like a typical American..... But back to the point...When I seen it I couldn't help but sit there and just stare at it. I was confused at why the people chose to look like that. I read that those people eat full meals then throw them up or stuff it into their bellies until they cant take anymore. Here in Haiti we eat mud for a meal. Our parents get no more than two dollars a day. Who will eat for us when a whole culture and countries is swallowed by mother earth. I visited America once and the people seemed nice but crazy.....yes I meant to say crazy........I understand this will be in a magazine......I don’t care they are so stupid and they look ugly... What happened to natural beauty.... I know we live in a shit hole But it’s better than being in a rag doll country where everyone is manufactured the same way.... I know you want the interview to be over now.......Don’t say you’re afraid......No your not you are embarrassed to be you!

(Throws the journal the person recording has)

 

 

Scene  Two                                                Ana Carolina Reston

(Glances at the journal her editor is writing in )You wanna know something?......Well listen anyway....No seriously I need to say this. I could never figure out why I wasn’t made ya know..... thin enough to fit in the creases of perfection... isn’t that the saying “ thin enough to fit in the creases of perfection”.. you should so add that to my book. Write this.. no I don’t want you to edit what I say write it jsut like this.... I really wish you wouldn’t argue with me so much... if you weren't my sister I would fire you.....Women including myself go to extreme lengths to be beautiful,(in a exaggerated tone) there were many nights when I tried wrapping my waist into zeros in the mirror.......darn im good right?... no don’t write that part!......ugh! there was always a chunk of fat waiting to be scraped off . What I do isn’t wrong. I am an Entire Public service announcement for what little girls should idol. (begins flipping through her portfolio) Photo shop is what a person wants in a makeup kit. Modeling was my life, but keeping up with the latest trends and weight lost secrets was a full time job. It is dangerous to be as beautiful and perfect as me. Wow I sound so stuck up!........When I look in the mirror I see perfect angles and sculpted ligaments....is that too much.....no Don’t rush me I really want your opinion.  you could Play a ultimate melody on my ribcage.....Dude that really not funny. stop laughing!..........(giggles while looking on the bookshelf for another one of her photo albums.) This is what beauty looks like. I would be the most beautiful disaster the world has ever seen. When people look at me I want them to see dedication stitched on my stomach and spine.

(Picks up the book, reads it. Fumbles with pages and drops it by mistakes.)

 

 

Scene three                                                            Ileana

(Picks up her book from off the floor while cleaning her room)

Today I Looked in the mirror and cried from my throat. I am not the average black teen. If I don’t have an ass that resembles  “two monster truck tires” in my back pocket I won’t be considered beautiful. (turns around and rubbed on her butt) (in a very sarcastic tone)Men always stressed the fact that “their girl's skin should be darker than a solar eclipse. Nubia soaking their melanin, Kemet rushing through their thighs, Alodian Empires surging through their veins, Onyx type pupils, with rose quartz lips that smile diamonds.”I don’t own any of these traits that my friend Anwar described, I have an ass as flat as a cardboard box drenched in water. Skin like a dying  sun. And my eyes are an unidentified color. Everyone looks at me as if I’m not black enough because I don’t have those qualities. My mom always said to “ you are beautiful no matter what people say.” As of today I don’t believe her. I’ve heard of women dying of eating disorders because they starve themselves. I have been shoving carbs down my throat so I can get that perfect guy. I normally maintain a healthy diet and lifestyle but I’ve been stuffing myself. I need a perfect body. I’ve been using bronze lotions as well so I can have a beautiful skin complexion. Keeping up with beauty tactics can be difficult. My mom has been making comments like “you’re sure eating like a black girl now.” I’ll laugh knowing that I find myself repulsive if I stuff myself and if I am not perfectly molded. I am in a lose lose situation. I just want guys to want me for how I am but until then I’ll stuff myself with regrets and acceptance of others. I want to be that Nubian queen that the sun looks forward to rising to....I need to run this poem about 4 more times and finish editing it. I have a long day ahead of me. Throws herself on the bed and tosses the book so she can memorize.

 

 

Ana Caroline

Scene four

(looking at images from a magazine)

I know my name will be carved in history regardless if I die a 22 year old, what they call anorexic girl. Or a 22 year old tragic story. I.....(pauses to think) I think I am pretty just the way I am. the editor and fashion designer said I am too fat. When I visited  China for a modeling shoot the first thing the guy did was look at me with repulsive eyes and said “you’re fat.” So I concluded that if I die They’ll blame it on the media and the fashion designers. The News Papers would read “This isn’t what beauty looks like!” But nothing will change, people don’t change. I’m beautiful I am not looking for the acceptance of others, but the acceptance of myself because I Love the skin I am wrapped in. People always tell me I must know my limit, but that limit doesn’t exist. Who will remember the ordinary girl that was born to be nothing but fat and repulsive? After a while your soul becomes a cesspool. No one will watch you on the tabloids, only your obituary, at least you will be remembered for something risky and extreme. I never contradicted the idea that beauty can be dangerous. I know that I will die soon but at least I will be remembered and written about in magazines until another famous person dies. I am a service announcement. yeah that's What I am A public service announcement.  I’ve been talking to a few girls who do the same stuff I do and I think they are beautiful.  AnywayI hope this isn’t the death of me, but don’t all good things come to an end?  I’m not expecting anything special when everyone realizes that my way of living is the righteous way. The media are too naive to understand the neglect of movement.

 

 

Ana Caroline sister Samantha

Scene five

(dies Her sister finds the last entry she wanted into her book.)

Let’s see if I have to edit this too... (Laughs to herself.)......I know she wouldn’t want me to, but for old time sake......Let’s see 

“I never understood myself, until one night I had a dream that everyone malfunctions except women, We go on forever never knowing the possibilities of being accepted but god makes easy predicaments perfect for loving ourselves

No matter what shape or form we have been molded into we are created strategically,

placed in gods spine so he can keep the world shining with our light. We keep the world spinning when a eclipse occurs we are there to enlighten everyone else with our spirit. I I never let anyone tell me other wise

I’m are perfect.(sits there just staring at the paper hands shaking)....Wow I never knew my sister had such a problem until now. I would look at her and make jokes but nothing serious... (Begins to cry) I wonder why I didn’t help her, why didn’t I love her enough to help her get better. I need her.....I feel so horrible that I used to call her a twig and make jokes about her eating habits. I swear I love my sister, I couldn’t imagine life without her. I swept her off the earth just as quickly as she did it t herself....I wonder what my mother would think.

 

Scene six

                                                                        Illeana

(going into a rehab center sitting in a group therapy session)

So my parents finally figured out what I’ve been doing to myself......They actually made jokes. I knew the wouldn’t understand. It was different when they seen me devouring food, and actually knew I had a problem. Everyone at the dinner table seemed to be staring at me, Was I some type of animal at a zoo?...... I think I’m talking too much someone else can go.....I don’t feel like I’m making progress!......Okay if you really want me to finish I don’t see the point of group therapy anyway!..... After about two days they decided to call this stupid place........ My parents  asked stupid questions like “am I wasting my money? Is this even a real disorder?” They didn’t seem to like the response...... I feel so helpless and dumb having to say this out loud in front of everyone..... I know everyone here have similar issues.....can you just let me finish?? I’m  beginning to have what yall therapist call (makes air quotes) “suicidal thoughts.” I’m very depressed this over stuffing thing isn’t worth it.......damn This rehab must really be kicking in. I hate that we have to write in these stupid journal  entries everyday.......but whatever, I guess it’s helping.

 

Scene seven

Ileana

(gets out of hospital , walking through hallway with nurse)

You know I don’t need the wheel chair right?......who cares if it’s protocol....I want to walk....I feel fine and I think I look eh... okay I look okay. I haven’t said that in forever, Come to think about it I never really ever said it. …. life can only get better from here.. right?....I’m worried that I will fall into my old ways …. I don’t want to have to come back here.

Marina Pyfrom

Characters: 
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

Nadiaaaaaaa

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 ….

Noooooooooooo
    (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.)

RAMEESHA
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”.)
   

    (Room scene)

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.)

​This play is about a girl (Angelina) who deals with rape and her family issues. She has a mother who isn't very supportive of her at all. He father raped her when she was seven years old. She falls under the pressure of suicidal. This play deals with a lot of difficult decisions, but luckily she found someone in Congo who went through the same issues as her. Congo, Africa is the capital city of rape. Through the social networking, Angelina met a girl name Zuri who helps her through her problem.


Stage Directions:
The whole stage is pitch dark. But there are two spotlights on Angelina and Suzan.

[She’s talking to the therapist; Angelina is sitting on a wooden chair and Suzan is sitting on a rolling chair with a notepad and a pen]  

[Sigh]
It’s been a long time since I’ve told someone this. You’re the second person to know. Please don’t tell anyone about this. Do you promise? I-I-was raped…by my dad when I was 7 years old.
[She catches her breath]

I still remember the very first time he put his dick in my vagina. We were at his friend’s house in New Hampshire. I don’t remember the time, but I do know it was really late at night. I was in full clothing and he was in his boxers. But that was normal because that’s how he went to sleep every night. He came to the bed and started to seduce me.
[She looks down and starts playing with her hands]

I turned away and then the whole incident happened. I blacked out. I don’t remember feeling the pain or him pushing his dick in my vagina. It was horrible, physically. I was dizzy. My thoughts just left me. Every time I think about THAT first night, it brings me to tears.
    [The therapist grabs her hands and holds them. Angelina’s hands begins to shake even more]

When I think about what happened, I feel anxious and broken hearted. When I look at myself in the mirror, I feel disgusted. He used by body for pleasure. For pleasure I tell you. Why me? I’m his blood. He created me. I just don’t understand why someone would hurt the one they love.
    [She shakes her head]

My body is a temple and I have to be sacred, but now that it’s not pure anymore, I don’t know how to look at body in a different way anymore. He caused me so much pain. I can’t even have intimacy with my partner without thinking he’s going to rape me. I’m scared. I don’t even know difference between making love and lusting. In the bible, it says “But I say to you that everyone who looks at a woman with lustful intent has already committed adultery with her in his heart”-Matthew 5:28. I live in a great world and I’m supposed to enjoy every moment of my life. BUT I CAN’T. Thanks to him. I can never have long relationships. I tend to runaway when a guy tells me that he l-l-lo-love me. Will I ever be in love with a male? Will I ever have children? Will I ever know what making love feels like? I mean, he didn’t rape me only ONCE, but many times. I would estimate around 20-----
    [Phone rings]

Hello? Yeah-yeah mom. I’m at therapy. Bu-but.
    [Rolls her eyes]

Alright. Fine. Bye.
    [She hangs up the phone]

I have to go. My mom wants me home.
    [She exits the stage and Suzan will leave as soon as the lights go off]

Stage Directions:
Turn off all lights and play some sad music.


Stage Directions:
[Set a couch, table, some cups, and a rolling chair on stage]

[The mom is talking to the therapist; mom is sitting on the couch and the therapist is sitting on a comfy chair]

MELANIE

[She has a frozen face]
Honestly, I didn’t know how to react when my daughter old me that her own FATHER raped her. I-I-I just froze.
[Shrugs her shoulder and give an “I don’t care look]

I just don’t know what to say or feel. I’m the type of person that doesn’t open up to people. I’m only doing that with you because I’m forced to. I’m paying for something that I don’t even want to do. Hold on, I have a text message.
[Starts texting]

But yeah, I didn’t want to be here in the first place. Oh, I’m here to talking about my problems? I don’t wanna talk about my problems. Let’s talk about yours. Here’s the thing with therapy. They want to get all up in your problems.
[Makes swinging arms in a circle]

Therapy is good, but I mean, does it really help situations like this? The situation already happened. She’s gunna be scarred for life. What can you do? Give her some medication? Hahaha. I crack myself up.
[Slaps her knees]

No. Seriously. Why am I here?
[Scratches the back of her neck while saying]

Sigh, you’re just wasting your time. You’re not getting anything out of me.
[Phones ringing]

Excuse me. Hello? Hey, what’s up? Oh yeah? Nah nah, I’m not busy. Alright, I’ll be there in 5 minutes.
[Hangs up phone call, and gets up]

Well listen, it was nice meeting you. But I have errands to run.
[The mom leaves]

But—I’m not done.
    [Drops down her book and pen]

I’m not going to give up on this poor girl.

Stage Directions:
[Dim the lights down slowly and Suzan will walk off stage.]

Stage Directions:
[The stage is set up as Angelina’s bedroom]
[She’s in her bra and panties; staring at herself in the mirror with a gun in one hand, a knife in the other, and a bible in front of her. She’s also talking out loud to God.]

Why am I going through this pain? I don’t go through this Lord. I can’t handle the pain anymore. It’s tearing me apart. I have too much on my plate right now. Why are you doing this to me? Out of these girls on earth, why am I suffering so much? What did I ever do?
[She looks at herself in the mirror]

Look at this body. It looks so disgusting. I don’t feel sacred anymore. I look so skinny. THANKS TO HIM. I can’t eat or sleep. My eyes looks like air bags. What the hell? Every time I look at a plate of food, I just wanna throw up
[Gagging]

I think about that night all the time. He put me in the stage of depression. My parents abandoned me. My mom doesn’t care about what happened to me in the past. She thinks this is a joke when it’s not. She doesn’t understand how much that ONE moment impacted on my life. She’s doesn’t even know that I’m sitting here balling my eyes out. She doesn’t even know that I have a sharp knife in my left hand and a gun fully loaded with bullets in the other hand. This is not a game called Russian Roulette. This is a serious matter. It sucks to have parents that don’t care about how you’re feeling and just don’t give a SHIT about you. No wonder why I’m like this. Am I wrong? All my mom cares about is her stupid job. She put everything before me. What kind of parent is that? I always saw family giggling and smiling with each other on television. Why can’t I have that in my life? Is that too much to ask for?
[She points the gun to her head and breathing really hard. She’s closing her eyes tightly]

One...two....ahhh, I can’t do it...
[Takes in a deep breath]

Okay.
[Takes in deep breaths and the wind blows through her window and her bible flipped to Genesis 1: 26-27.]
[She puts down the gun and reads that page]

It said, “God has a great plan for your life. God has created us in his image. He created us for a purpose. God has a specific plan in mind for everyone.”
[Drops down to her knees and start crying even more]

Lord, is this a sign?


Stage Directions:
The lights will be off. During this time, the people will set up the stage. While people are moving the things around, the sounds of police cars and helicopters are playing. Blue, red, and white lights will be flashing all over the stage. The stage is set up as a small bedroom. It will only have a bed and a little cabinet. These things will be facing to the side of the stage. Then the sounds will begin to fade away.

[John throws the younger version of Angelina on the bed]

Take off your clothes right now!

What are you doing?! I don’t want to take my clothes off.

Shut up! I didn’t ask for you to talk. So take off your clothes now!
[Angelina tries to run away but as she gets off the bed, John grabs her by her hand and lay her down. He begins to duck tape her to the bed. He begins to seduce her and as he gets closer to her, the lights go dark.]

Stage Directions:
The lights will only focus on the dad. But there’s a dim light on the therapist. Everything is blacked out.
[He’s talking to therapist] {He’s holding a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other} [He has an Asian person’s accent]


How are you?
*Sigh*
I’m doing good.
[Takes a long breath]

I guess. So why am I here? What?! I-I-I didn’t do that. I never once touch that little girl! She’s lying to you. You know how kids are. They always make things up with their imagination. They think unicorns are real. C’mon now. How she knew about sex? I don’t know. I ain’t teach her that. She is learning by herself. Maybe her school taught her. I don’t know. I’M NOT LYING TO YOU!
[Tears are fallen down his eyes]

What am I doing? I-I-I don’t know what was running through my mind at the time. She was just lying there on my bed, sleeping like a little angel. An angel of mine. That night, I was with my bros. We were chillen, smoking, and drinking. We were all high and laughing at the stupidest things.
[Laughing out loud and smoking the cigarette]

I still remember that day as if it was yesterday.
 [Shaking his head]

Oh man, so much happened that night. Do I still remember what I did to my daughter? Just a little bit. I just know that we were in New Hampshire and I started to take off her clothes. I have no idea why I did that to her. Why THAT ONE night? I never done that to her before so I don’t know what got to me. Maybe it was because I was watching porn that night and I was horny. I mean, what’s a guy to do when he’s horny? Have sex.
    [Puts his head down]

My daughter was the only female figure in the house. It was all guys in the house. I’m not going to have sex with a guy. Fuck out of here! Excuse my language. I don’t regret doing that to my daughter. When I tell you to do something, do it. It’s not that hard. I told her to take off her pants and she wouldn’t listen so I did it myself. I have the rights to do whatever I want to my child. I made her so I have the right to do whatever I want. I do abuse her. It’s not my fault. Like I told you before, if she listens to me, none of this would of happened. You know what, I don’t wanna deal with this anymore. I’m out.
[He leaves the office]

Stage Directions:
There will be little blue, red, and white lights around Suzan. But there will be one big spotlight on her as she sits in her seat.
[Therapist is sitting on the couch crossed legs and holding a notebook on her lap with a pen in her right hand. She’s talking into a video.]

[Click the recording button]

Journal number 13. As I’m listening to all of them talk to me, I can’t seem to understand her parents. She has a mom that doesn’t care about her and puts her job before her own child. And then you have a dad who scarred the poor girl for life. At least she has a boyfriend who supports her on anything. I don’t know the guy personally, but he seems like a good guy. I just can’t seem to understand why her parents are like that. I’m a mom. I have 2 kids. A boy and a girl. I would never put my job before my child. Especially if I knew about her pain. The only job that really matters is being a mother. That’s the greatest job God can give to any woman. I try to be understanding and see the points that they’re making but it doesn’t click to me and I can’t seem to soak it in. So, I told Angelina to check out Congo. As I know, Congo is the capital of rape. I wanted her to realize that she’s not alone in this situation. What she doesn’t know is that I have connection over there because I also work at a company that corresponds with rape in Congo. I picked a girl out for Angelina to talk to through Facebook and her name is Zuri Robinson.
[She stops recording]


Stage Directions:
Half of the stage will be set with as Angelina’s room while the other half will be set as the library.


[She is typing a message to Angelina on Facebook.]

Dear Angelina,
Hello, my name is Zuri. I am from Congo, Africa. Suzan had contacted me over the past couple of days. She told me about your story. I know you told her not to tell anyone about your issue but she only told me because I know exactly how you feel. So please don’t be mad at her. It’s only for the better for you and I. I’ve been raped as well. So many times. I can’t even count. You are not alone in this situation. I cry each night to sleep. I live in a poor country that barely has food, money, shelters, anything. I live in a little hut with my mom and my younger brother. We starve most of the days. My mom can’t leave my side because she’s scared that some man will come in and rape me. I’m scared as well. I feel trapped in my own little hut. I wish I had freedom. I wish I can just walk outside and not worry about a guy raping me. So I definitely know where you’re coming from. It’s a shame that your mom doesn’t care about you and the fact that your own dad raped you. I try to turn my situation into a positive thing. I believe in God as well. I’d learned that God will not give you a problem if he knows you can’t handle it. I feel as though that what happened to me was for a reason. It made me stronger as a person. It’s giving me an opportunity to meet new people just like you. It has given me the strength to grow as a person and help other people. You go through the same situation as me so it’s easy for me to talk to you. I’m able to turn a negative problem into a positive thing. Maybe you should as well. I feel as though I have it tougher than you because Congo is the capital of rape. Us girls get raped every minute. If I’m able to come out strong, I’m confident that you can as well. Please write back. Love, Zuri.

Stage Directions:
The light switches to Angelina’s side of the stage

[Angelina writes back to Zuri]

Hello there. I’m not mad at all. I highly appreciate you taking your time out to write me a message. Wow, your story truly inspires me. I cry myself to sleep every night as well. It’s not a great thing. But I mean, it happens. It just suck because both of my parents are screwed up. It’s just not fair. And wow, you can’t even walk out the house? That’s crazy. I’m really sorry for you. I try to think that God is watching over me but I would hesitate sometimes. I don’t deserve this at all. I’m a very good person. I try to help everyone but it seems like I’m always getting hurt. I mean, if you can turn something negative into a positive thing then I can do it as well. I have an idea. I’m going to scare my mom. That should give her a wake up call. Well I have to go. Talk to you later. P.S. stay strong. Thank you. Love, Angelina.


Stage Directions:
The stage is set up as a funeral home.

[Melanie is sitting in the therapist waiting room. Suzan opens up the door and welcomes mom inside. Inside the office, there was a casket wrapped in red cloth symbolizing Angelina’s favorite color. The room was pure dark with candle lights surrounding the casket.]

Melanie: What is this?

Suzan: This is how your daughter’s funeral is going to look of you don’t take care of her.

[Suzan walks her to the casket. Mom slowly walks to the casket. Touching it very gently. Soothing her hand along the side. Her face is in full guilty. One hand is oer her mouth and she’s holding Suzan’s hands with the other]

Mom: This is her favorite color. My little girl.

[Suzan opens up the casket and in there lays Angelina. Angelina’s face is stoned. NO MOVEMENT. Mom takes a huge step back with shocker. She was trying to catch on to her breath]

Mom: Oh my goodness. My little girl. What happen to her? Why is she in here?

[She slowly touches her daughter meanwhile Angelina is pretending that she’s dead. Suzan closes the casket]

Suzan: Angelina, you can come out now.

Angelina comes out the casket and hugs her mom. While they’re hugging, they says:

Mom: [crying really hard] I’m so sorry. I don’t want you to end up like this. Please forgive me, I’m sorry. Please forgive me. I promise to put you before work. I’ll do anything. Just don’t die on me.

​​Characters


Act 1, Scene 1