Down In the Dumps |
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A Play by Heartland All Species Project ©1989, 5644 Charlotte, Kansas City, MO USA 816/361-1230 |
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This play has been performed over fifty times by elementary and high school age kids. It can be performed by as few as four or five. It was originally written for a class of students to perform. There are parts for over twenty in the play including stage hands and sound effects. Feel free to adapt it as you wish. Please send us a donation so that we may pay ongoing expenses and continue creating educational material. Donations can be sent to the above address. Good luck and let us know how it goes. Thank you. (Stage set with junkyard heap, played by actors wearing plastic trash bags with bits of the material they represent glued on and lying around on the stage............a girl walks on stage, walking her bicycle that has an obvious flat tire and possibly other problems...) |
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(Voice from off stage or wings calls out:) Hey Susie! Susie: (Dejected) Yea... (Boy runs on stage and catches up with her...) Joe: Hey, what's wrong? Susie: Oh, I got a flat tire, and my chain keeps falling off...This bike is a piece of junk!! (She pushes bike over or sets it down and kicks it.) ENTER Mother Nature (in a puff of smoke or cloud of confetti...) Kids: Wow, who are you?? MN: I'm Mother Nature. I'm the spirit of the Earth. (coughing, bending over weakly, leaning on her staff) I've been really sick lately. Kids: What's wrong?? How come you're sick?? MN: Just look at that dump over there for one thing. Joe: I saw it - Uggh! (Susie nods) Susie: Oh Yuk!! MN: (Passionate tone, working toward understanding) People want so much of me. They take my resources and strength...They use things once and throw them away. You humans live your lives as if there is a never-ending supply of everything, of me...and when you live like that, you create a lot of trash and pollution. That's what's making me sick. Kids: Us? We don't do that. MN: (Even more passionate) Yes you do. You all do. You don't seem to understand. Take trees, for example - Trees are the way I breathe. They take carbon dioxide from the air and give off oxygen so animals and people like you can breathe too. Susie: That's right. We learned about that in science class. Joe: Right! or yea!. MN: Long ago, I had plenty of trees to spare, but now so many of them have been cut down... (Groans and sounds from dump) Joe: What's that noise? Susie: It's coming from that dump... MN: It looks like piles of old newspaper. They were once trees you know... (She lifts her arms in the direction of the dump) Arise paper... Paper: Phew! Thank you. We overheard you talking about us. We've been so sad buried here in the dump and just wasted. We could have been recycled and used again. |
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(MN and kids clap for the performance...) MN: It's so easy to recycle. (She transforms the paper... note: Transformation process can be done a number of ways. We suggest a "recycling center" made up of children with movement and sound or a water heater or mattress carton painted to look like a recycling machine or a magic sheet with the words "Shazam" that would be passed over the objects in transformation. Maybe both, or find your own ideas...) MN: Announces the recycled materials as they are brought foreword. Cellulose insulation to keep your house warm - Recycled paper etc. as appropriate (Cellulose insulation can be purchased at or donated by a hardware store.) Susie: Mother Nature, is there anything else in that dump that you could recycle?? MN: I'm glad you asked. Of course there is. Joe: How about those cans over there? (Mother Nature lifts her arms and says:) MN: Aluminum cans arise. Cans: (Zsa Zsa Gabor type characters) Cans: And here we are such valuable, precious metals...mined and refined at great cost in energy and Amazonian trees. Suzie: Does aluminum come from trees? Cans: Oh no dear girl. The trees must be cut down to get to the earth beneath that holds the ore. I just can't believe it. First I was tossed from a car and then into that dump - Ridiculous, isn't it?? (They move toward recycling...) (After recycling) (Aside to Mother Nature) MN: Right...Plastic bottles arise...(She lifts her arms.) Plastic bottles: (They come right on out with this rap:) |
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(after recycling) MN: Plastic lumber, containers, hard hats! etc. depending on what is available. Joe: What about glass bottles?? MN: (Nods) Glass arise. (Lifts arms...) Glass bottles: SONG (to the tune of "Poor Lost Sheep" Wiffen Poof Song) |
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Joe: That's really pathetic.
(after recycling) MN: New glass bottles! Susie: Well, I guess that's about it, huh?? MN: No, I'd like you to meet one of the most important prisoners in the dump...the compost heap. Compost can be very important in our gardens and it shouldn't be found in the dump. Well, I'll let them tell you... (She lifts her arms strongly and compost comes out like gangbusters...) Compost: RAP |
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(They jive on outta there and the kids say: "Wow") |
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(After composting) Joe: That was great. I never knew that re-using stuff was so important. MN: Recycling does help to save the homes of all the plants, creatures and humans. It is very important. (All elements from dump gather behind MN and kids...Then move into choreography for...) FINALE: RAP |
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(General goodbye..Junk pats the kids on the back, etc...) MN: You have been show something very special Kids: We will!! MN: I feel a little better now, but I should be going...So many things to take care of... (MN and kids hug each other and say goodbye...She disappears.) Joe: Well, now what?? Susie: First things first...I've got to fix my bike - It's no piece of junk! (She picks up her bike and they begin to walk off) Joe: And I think I'll start a compost pile in my backyard...and tell Dad to save the newspapers... |
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(They walk off talking about what theyll do...) Little Blue Ball - Words and Music by Douglas Wood
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