A Play by Cori
CHARACTERS: |
Narrator Aurore the car, age 22 Mom the Buick, age 37 |
SETTING: |
The streets of San Francisco’s Hunter’s Point |
TIME: |
The present. |
AT RISE: |
Bullets flying, People dying, mama’s crying. Cops patrolling and cameras rolling. |
NARRATOR
Aurore is stuck between brand new and broke down. He’s black and yellow with a batman sticker on his back. His greatest wish is to use his spare parts on things he wants. He feels certain things would gain him consideration from others; that they would mean acknowledgement. He has not told his mom about a ticket he has to pay or he’ll get took by the police. His greatest fear is to get took by the police.
Mom is preventing him from using his parts for things he wants. She doesn’t want him to waste them on himself. She wants him to get stuff the family needs and to help her out. It’s been nothing but arguing between them for as long as he can remember. They argue about nothing, things that are petty. She’s been putting him down. He doesn’t listen to negative comments; he ignores her and he don’t wanna show his weakness by arguing back. She’s mad, she’s always hitting him with:
MOM
You got parts, you grown; you know what you’re doing.
NARRATOR
Mom has problems with her own life. She moody. Things can be good one minute then they can be bad. She loves her son no matter what, but she has multiple problems with him. Her greatest wish is to get things right with her kids by expressing herself more. Beyond that she wants to move so she can feel more safe. Her own environment growing up was negative. Now she has three kids and she working. She has problems with her job.
MOM
Hearing people mouthing everyday, while my own kids don’t listen.
AURORE
I’m having problems with you. With your negative comments. Misjudging my things and my opinions about what I want. I want a new paint job, an oil change and a tune-up so I can ride smooth like you. I’m gonna do what I wanna do with my spare parts. I know you feel mad or however you feel about my spending my parts on the things you don’t feel important, but I can’t help the fact of how you feel. It’s my parts and I’m gonna do what’s best with them. I’m irritated about you nagging about what I wanna do.
MOM
Well do what you do. You know what you’re doing in the first place. I can’t tell you nothing; you been doing this quite awhile, don’t stop now. I hope you break down so you can see what I go through.
AURORE
I hate you, let me live my life! You live yours.
MOM
I hope you get took.
AURORE
I’m through with you! You don’t do nothing but create problems in my life. I’m leaving.
MOM
I’m just trying to do what’s best for us. I wanna try to get things right with you. Instead of always arguing, what I need from you is more conversation and respect. I don’t want you to spend your spare parts on you, I need it for us.
AURORE
I’m gonna always be here for you. We can compromise, I can give you half of what you what and you can quit hassling me?
END
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September 2008