Lazy Town Monologue

For the midterm monologue I decided to perform a scene from a play called “The Hurt Village” written by Katori Hall and directed by Patricia McGregor. “The Hurt Village” is an Off Broadway play which opened in February 27, 2012. The play took place in the projects of Memphis, Tennessee and tells the story of a soldier who comes home from Iraq to find that the place he grew up in is being demolished and his family is facing eviction due to the government demolishing their housing project.

The narrator describes the mother as "a young woman in slacks, whose face was as broad and innocent as a cabbage and was tied around with a green headkerchief that had two points on the top like a rabbit's ears" (320). This is when the humor begins.

The other Wes Moore written by Wes Moore is about two completely different life stories that have completely different outcomes. Two young men with the same name, lived in the same neighborhood, yet they chose two different paths to walk through life. The author chose going to school and getting an education. The other Wes Moore chose the path of drugs and alcohol. Each Wes had events that help shape the path they would walk on through life.

Hey, how are you all doing out there ? Well, me I have just been trying to stay healthy and keep my head high so I can make it back to the only thing I have and that’s you all “my family”. I try not to think about you all too much because when I think about what's going on out there it makes me mad and I am so tired ‘’omg’’. We don't eat that much during war but when we get back to the base we eat pretty good, well actually really good. I notice that a lot of people donate food and medicine and first-aid kits too. I just got an Lee-Enfield rifle and it's a pretty nice gun, it can hold 10 bullets. I just been waiting to use it on, Germany, Austria-Hungary and the Ottoman Empire against the Allied forces of Great Britain, and there are some

I’m just me. He is everything I’d imagine that “me” could be, if I stepped outside our box and found a plain to release these ideas of everything we’ve ever wanted to be. I’m solitary, mindful, a Garfield, a Seinfeld, least to say extraordinarily nothing special but not quite nothing special at all. I love the smooth sooth of Brazilian jazz music and cool days that paint pictures of fall. Handling thin brush tips that paint pix I could hang on my wall. He’s Los Angeles’s Sunset Blvd in the dark magic hours prior to dawn. Where the spot light rests upon the culprits of the moon randomly moving in unison. I quietly await the storms demise. Many moons have passed since we’ve viewed a frozen stretch of land called home. Where great bodies collide

During the scene when Mrs. Dietrich keeps a closed tongue when Nola becomes snippy. She works very hard to not say things out of anger. The author reports that, “...But she sits stiff, turning her wineglass between her fingers. Mrs. Dietrich is afraid her daughter will leave the restaurant, simply walk away; that has happened before and if it happens today she doesn’t know what she will do.” Mothers work hard, physically and mentally.

I could smell English Leather shaving lotion and stale tobacco, and I wondered foolishly if I would suffocate before they did anything.

She like to fuck me, suck me, suck then fuck me I'm the ice cream man, she chunky monkey She like to fuck me, suck me, suck then fuck me I'm the ice cream man, she chunky monkey She like to twirly swirly, in my vanilla coupe

I pull up and fuck your daughter, sike nah let me stop. I ain't 21 Savage and I ain't Lil Yatchy,

After watching the play Our Town for our date, I found myself thinking back on Emily Webb’s dialogue with her mother. Emily asked her mother, “Am I pretty?” and this particular question from Emily stood out to me most. Emily asked such a question not only to feel better about herself, but also to ask if she was good enough to get a husband. I played this scene over and over in my head while walking Olivia back home.

"The world didin't always look like this......the world wasen't always like this. At one time the world was vast with green and ocean's as blue as the sky opposing them. People like you and me loved and laughed with their family's and friends. Animal's like the dog next to me were beautiful creatures. Ace next to me there was my dog.....no matter what he stayed next to me all the way till now...he was the only thing that gave me hope in the world my ace in a deck of cards. People were better before..they came. Now it's time i tell you about the giant in the background.

“Mom, I'm home”. Philbert knew that his mom was really sick so when she didn't answer he knew it would be best to keep shut. “Mom where are you”. Philbert exclaimed. Usually, if he wasn't already getting scolded, he would, at least, have a “shut your trap son, I'm busy”. He went upstairs to see if she was sleeping or something.Nata. He went out to the garden and saw one of the most horrible things he’s ever seen in his life. His mom was on the ground with massive amounts of blood coming from her head. She was bleeding out.

In your eyes yet not able to see but still able to understand. Look to the past, not future, it's went way too far. We've skipped, we've ran, but go back and walk slowly, nicely. Don't miss a thing!

Mrs. Cade was waiting on the porch for Johnny. “Stupid hoodlum out late again.” She thought to herself. She took another drink from her whiskey bottle and stared at Johnny. “Where you been boy?” She asked drunkenly. I sighed at looked at her. “At the movies mother.” I mumbled twiddling with my fingers. Mrs. Cade grabbed a broom and hit him on top of the head with it. “Get in the house and straight to your room.”

So I Implied "You juniors need to withdraw everything from the "Crib" for the expedition while you do that I will shift David's body who is perfectly first-rate health and Noah's body in the truck." As I was shifting them into the trunk. I heard a bird chirping "he is dead dude we already lost one man we can't afford to lose anymore." I think they meant they were crashed. Then out of nowhere Cameron popped out and giggled saying "Isaiah fell in the toilet." I Shouted, "I'll be there as soon as possible." Finally, we got Isaiah out of that dilemma. We all boarded on the trunk. Then Colbert shrieked "There is no space for me." moreover I lied to Colbert saying "Can you go into the trunk and grab the cookies I have in there." he said,