Robert S. Andresakis “When Things
Go Boom!” Concept Sentence:
Group members make speculative assumptions about a lone individual. A lesson is
learned in the end. Theme Sentence: Some one is always listening, and it may be the person that you are talking about paying the most attention. Scene:
Classroom. The teacher is located at the black board writing notes as he teaches
in a monotone voice, seemingly oblivious to the students. Three young women and
a young man, members of a literature club, sit gossiping in the back row. Robert
sits apart from them furiously scribbling what looks to be notes. It is obvious
that Robert can over hear them. The order of sitting is Laurie, Enrique, Reani
and Robin. Characters:
Teacher: (Monotone
Voice and tapping the board as he writes friendship on the board) Cicero
wrote a doctrine on friendship in 400A.D. In his doctrine he gave warning to
choose your friends wisely. This warning was a part of a …
(Continues mumbling in monotone) Enrique:
(Leaning over and talking to the three
girls in a tone that is little less than conversational and a little more than a
whisper.) So, he just refused to go to the meeting? Laurie:
Not so much refused as graciously declined. Enrique:
He refused. Laurie:
Not really, he just said that he had made other plans and couldn’t
attend. Reani: Yep,
that’s ditching all right. Sounds like a true blow off. Laurie:
Not really. Robin:
Technically, it’s not a blow off until he does it again. Laurie:
Thank you. Teacher:
(Monotone voice while scribbling notes on
the board) And in the Crito, Socrates converses with his friends. Remember
that Socrates has been imprisoned…
(continues mumbling as the scene shifts and fades off.) Enrique:
Look at him taking notes. He’s just the studious student isn’t he. (Said
sarcastically.) Laurie:
More so than us I guess. (Yawns) I’m
just about to fall asleep. Reani:
Me too. This is worse than talking to my husband on football night. Laurie:
You can talk to you husband? Reani: Occasionally, but the best response I can get is half grunts. (Makes grunting noises approximating yes and no.) Enrique: (Watches Robert
write.)You think he’s really taking notes? Reani:
Nope, 20 to 1 he’s pulling a Columbine
and writing bomb threats to the university president. (Robert laughs
softly obviously hearing the comment, pauses from his writing, and looks at
them.) Robin:
Oh, stop that. You know better. Reani:
(Shrugging) What? Enrique:
You really think that? Reani:
I don’t know him, how the hell should I know what he is writing? Laurie:
Why not ask him? Teacher:
Again, in monotone voice oblivious to the
students. And in The Enchiridion, letter 42, the stoics believe that, and I
quote from memory, “When any person does ill by you, or speaks ill of you,
remember that person acts or speaks from an impression that is right for him to
do so.” In this passage we see… (Continues
mumbling in monotone.) Enrique: Sure
let’s just ask him, (sarcastically)
Hey Robert, how’s the bomb threats – (looks
towards Laurie) -You dope. Robin:
That’s not nice. Laurie:
Yeah, that’s not nice. (Slaps Enrique in
the back of the head.) Reani:
Neither is ditching us. Enrique:
(Rubbing the back of his head) –
Right. Robin:
Not right, I mean he had plans and it was last minute- give the guy a break. Reani:
Why? It’s been pretty obvious. Robin:
What? That he had prior obligations? Enrique:
It’s been obvious that he’s ignoring us. Reani:
Exactly! Enrique:
I can see it now. Dear UHCL President... Robin: Stop making fun of him. (Dryly) Reani: (Laughing) Yea I
can see that letter. It’s 25 pages long and ends with your friend Boom! (Boom
said a little too loud. Robert looks over at the group and smiles. They smile
back.) Laurie:
It’s funny, that much I’d admit, but it’s just that it can’t be true.
He’s way to nice. Enrique:
Sure, I’m sure it’s just a short story or something. Reani:
Right. (Unbelieving, and again a little
too loud.) Robin:
Hush the teacher’s looking. (Teacher shows first
signs of annoyance and looks back at the group.) Teacher:
(Annoyed) Since some of us have
already left for the afternoon (eyes the
four in the back) we will adjourn for the day. (Class
begins to rustle and people get up to leave. Robin Reani, and Laurie are talking
quietly amongst themselves. As Robert approaches to exit, Laurie motions for
Robert to approach.) Laurie:
Hey Robert. Umm were you taking notes in class? Robert:
(Grinning amused.) Nah, just writing a
bomb threat to the president of the school. (Laughs) What else would it be? (The four are
shocked and looked back and forth at each other. Robert waits a second and hands
a folded piece of paper to Laurie. She unfolds it and reads to the group in
hushed tones.) Laurie:
Dear UHCL President, (the four exchange
glances.) I would like to take this opportunity to express a sincere feeling
of gratitude for allowing an explosive literature club to exist in this school.
The club ignites the mind and is truly a valuable asset to the student body.
Signed and dated Robert. Robin: See, I told y’all it wasn’t nice. |