A Play by Cesia
CHARACTERS: Stubborn, the Volcano Female, 16 eruptions years old Perfect, The Sun 54 degrees years old
There is a lot of trees. There is a bunch of volcanoes. It is hot and gloomy, quiet and very large. The air is very thick and gloomy because of the heat. The island’s very fresh and is a calming place. It is very bright.
TIME: 3:00pm in the afternoon on a hot bright sunny day at 110 degrees Fahrenheit in the summer.
Perfect, the Sun, is rising to set and is placed above Stubborn.
Baby, get up. Stop being lazy!
OMG! Ma, leave me alone. I’ll get up in a puff!
No! You always say you’re going to wake up but you don’t!
UGGHHH! (steaming) Mom I am really getting tired of you! You’re so
Excuse me! Who are you talking to me like that?!
I’m talking to you madre. You just are always over my hole. Don’t
even give me time to let out my steam.
Mija! I just want you to get up to go to school.
Ma I said I’ll get up in a PUFF!
Oh my god. I hate tat I always have to wake you up. What if I’m not
here one day? What you going to do then? Lose your education
Because of your poor decisions?
Mom, I don’t think I need school. I think I’m mature enough to be on
my own. Get a job and not be bossed around by you!
(She begins to cry)
Mom, you always cry so you make people feel bad for you!
Stubborn, I’m just trying to be a good mom and look out for someone
I care for.
Mom, I know you love and care about me but you just need to let me
be on my own and understand that I’m not your little mountain
But as a responsible sun, I have to take care of you and show the
steps in life and to be safe.
What about being safe? You don’t think I’m safe?
Of course not. You’re not going to school, burning your life away,
hanging around the wrong crowd.
MMMMMM…the raggedy tree that lives in the middle of the island.
Okay. What don’t you like about him?
Because he’s a bad influence, roots all hanging out, branches all
You’re always judging my friends pointing out their flaws like you do
to me. (Getting angry)
I’ve been your age and I know what goes around when you start
hanging around with the ‘cool’ trees.
And it’s not pretty. Because you think that they’re your friends but
when something goes down they’re not going to be the one that’s
gonna be besides you. They’re probably going to leave you. And just
leave you and just leave you with all the trouble.
Why are you always telling me what to do? And you wonder why I
act the way I act? Because you always butt in my business.
What do you mean butting in your business? Your business is my
Business. And what you’re doing with your life is my business, So
don’t be coming at me like that.
(Getting extremely angry) Whatever Mom! Don’t start making this
about you. You don’t understand how it is to be me. You’ve never
been where I’ve been.
(Starts crying again) Oh I’ve been where you’ve been?
No you haven’t! You don’t understand pressure. Stress. Hurt, or
feeling guilty and feeling that nobody cares. Or, the feeling of the
absence of dad. Basically, Mom I just feel ike crap. I’m not happy with
myself and the way I’m living. And feeling the need to depend on
raggedy boy trees to feel good about myself. I don’t feel I have that
family support I’ve always wanted. I’m exhausted from always
arguing with you. This has been going for so long that I’m getting to
the point where I’m fed up and I just wanna leave. We argue like 24
hours a day. It causes me to erupt so much I’m hurting myself to the
point where I’m getting sick. I’m afraid that if I stay with you I’m gonna
end up being a burnt, dead mountain.
I’ve never knew that you felt like this. I feel so much hurt and guilt
about you feeling this way until now. I’m just so stuck in the past of
you being my little mountain. I’m just being overprotective and care
about you. (Pleading with her daughter) Please don’t go.
(Stubborn begins to bubble inside and the lave flows much more
smoothly. Flowers and grass, all of a sudden, is growing out of
Stubborn. Perfect’s sunrays have beamed brighter than ever before.
They have bonded closer than they ever have for the first time.)
Mija! I understand that you’re going through a lot. You have to communicate on how you feel. I didn’t kow that you in so much pain and hurt and so angry. It’s my job to protect you. I will listen to you and pay more attention to you and support you in everything that you do. I just want you to be happy and don’t have to feel you need to hang around those raggedy boy trees. I love you and I’ll always love you. Don’t ever forget that! We got work to do and this is the beginning of it because nothing’s more important than peace, love, and family and understanding.