Post by Ellen on Apr 19, 2005 19:18:14 GMT -5
I was bored.
Setting: London in the late Elizabethan age.
ACT I, scene I
Isbel is in a room with Sabine and Hope on Christmas eve morning.They have just woken up
Sabine: What's wrong Isabel? You used to love Christmas eve morning.
Isabel: It's not the same. This is our first Christmas without mother.
Hope coughs
Isabel: who is that?\
Sabine: Oh, no she has a fever. Hope was crying so I brought her here to soothe her.
Isabel: Oh. WIll she be alright?
Sabine: hopefully. I have to go prepare for Christmas day.
leaves
Isabel: (heavy sigh) I remeber when we were little, we used to hide behind the curtains and eat stolen gingerbread. Now Robert, my brother, is appretised, so we hardly ever see him. My sister Sabine, who's only 15, goes around pretending to be a housewife, our late mother's keys dangling at her waist. All she talks about is polishing or mending, or some new remedy for Hope's perpetual cough.
Our cook Joan says often that hope was only lent to us. She said soon angels would take Hope up to be with mother.
ALice was furious. She is certain Hope will grow up to be strong and Healthy. I have my doubts though. ALice had not forseen my mother's death from childbirth fever. She lingered on for months, growing weaker each day. My father said that come spring she would get better. But on the first day of spring she left this earth forever. When I heard, I ran out in to the garden, unable to be consoled. I went out into the city. It was the same as always, as if it was another ordinary day. When it started to get dark Aunt ELinor came out to find me.angry She told me "you are lucky. You have had your mother's love for twelve years." she annouced " You must be brave now. You must be brave for your father and poor motherless Hope." an then she told me Sabine was the lady of the house now.
steps can be heard. Meg enters
Isabel: merry Chistmas, Meg!
Meg: shyly Merry Christmas miss.
silence
Isabel: Have you been out in the snow? I love the first snowfall, don't you?
Meg is non-responsive, busy caring to Hope
Isabel: I love Christmas eve don't you?
Meg: I suppose I did when I was little. Now it's just another day
Isabel is shocked Meg is thinking the same thing she is
Isabel: It's better when your little. I remeber my mother used to tell me a wonderful story about how all the beasts in the stable kneeled down to welco me the Christ child. Did your mother tell you a story?
Meg: I don't really remeber.
puse. Isabel seems to be thinking.
Isabel: So where do you live Meg?
Meg: Oh you know that. 'Tis no place for gentlefolk like yourself.
Isabel: is it dangerous
Meg: not for me, I know my way around.
Isabel: So are you the oldest child? Or youngest? Or middle, like me?
Meg: Not sure. I have so many siblings.
Isabel: Alice says you have three brothers. And that one of them hs started working at the Rose playhouse.
Meg does not reply, is paying attention to Hope. Isabel goes over to the wardrobe. Meg leaves. Isabel lifts a gown over her head and puts it on
Isabel: I've always longed to go to a playhouse. But Aunt Elinor says they are filled with plaugue and pestilance. But only because I'm a girl. Have you ever been to a playhouse, Meg? looks over, relizes Meg has left.
Isabel: Meg? She must think I think I am better than her. Well, I'll go down to the kitchen and show her we're equals!
Setting: London in the late Elizabethan age.
ACT I, scene I
Isbel is in a room with Sabine and Hope on Christmas eve morning.They have just woken up
Sabine: What's wrong Isabel? You used to love Christmas eve morning.
Isabel: It's not the same. This is our first Christmas without mother.
Hope coughs
Isabel: who is that?\
Sabine: Oh, no she has a fever. Hope was crying so I brought her here to soothe her.
Isabel: Oh. WIll she be alright?
Sabine: hopefully. I have to go prepare for Christmas day.
leaves
Isabel: (heavy sigh) I remeber when we were little, we used to hide behind the curtains and eat stolen gingerbread. Now Robert, my brother, is appretised, so we hardly ever see him. My sister Sabine, who's only 15, goes around pretending to be a housewife, our late mother's keys dangling at her waist. All she talks about is polishing or mending, or some new remedy for Hope's perpetual cough.
Our cook Joan says often that hope was only lent to us. She said soon angels would take Hope up to be with mother.
ALice was furious. She is certain Hope will grow up to be strong and Healthy. I have my doubts though. ALice had not forseen my mother's death from childbirth fever. She lingered on for months, growing weaker each day. My father said that come spring she would get better. But on the first day of spring she left this earth forever. When I heard, I ran out in to the garden, unable to be consoled. I went out into the city. It was the same as always, as if it was another ordinary day. When it started to get dark Aunt ELinor came out to find me.angry She told me "you are lucky. You have had your mother's love for twelve years." she annouced " You must be brave now. You must be brave for your father and poor motherless Hope." an then she told me Sabine was the lady of the house now.
steps can be heard. Meg enters
Isabel: merry Chistmas, Meg!
Meg: shyly Merry Christmas miss.
silence
Isabel: Have you been out in the snow? I love the first snowfall, don't you?
Meg is non-responsive, busy caring to Hope
Isabel: I love Christmas eve don't you?
Meg: I suppose I did when I was little. Now it's just another day
Isabel is shocked Meg is thinking the same thing she is
Isabel: It's better when your little. I remeber my mother used to tell me a wonderful story about how all the beasts in the stable kneeled down to welco me the Christ child. Did your mother tell you a story?
Meg: I don't really remeber.
puse. Isabel seems to be thinking.
Isabel: So where do you live Meg?
Meg: Oh you know that. 'Tis no place for gentlefolk like yourself.
Isabel: is it dangerous
Meg: not for me, I know my way around.
Isabel: So are you the oldest child? Or youngest? Or middle, like me?
Meg: Not sure. I have so many siblings.
Isabel: Alice says you have three brothers. And that one of them hs started working at the Rose playhouse.
Meg does not reply, is paying attention to Hope. Isabel goes over to the wardrobe. Meg leaves. Isabel lifts a gown over her head and puts it on
Isabel: I've always longed to go to a playhouse. But Aunt Elinor says they are filled with plaugue and pestilance. But only because I'm a girl. Have you ever been to a playhouse, Meg? looks over, relizes Meg has left.
Isabel: Meg? She must think I think I am better than her. Well, I'll go down to the kitchen and show her we're equals!
. Yeah, I'll continue. And I think I'll do a Spring Pearl play after this.