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Monologue/ drama: Mrs Noah
Monologue/ drama: Mrs Noah
by Marjorie Dobson
Monologue/ drama: Mrs Noah Thank goodness for that! Fresh air at last! I can’t believe it! And you can’t imagine what it’s like in there. The smell! The noise! The overcrowding! Well, what did he expect it would be like when he crowded all those people and animals together? It m
Drama/monologue: Peter’s mother-in-law
Drama/monologue: Peter’s mother-in-law
by Marjorie Dobson
Drama/monologue: Peter’s mother-in-law (the introduction is in the style of that unique old comedian, Rob Wilton – for those old enough to remember him! Anyone who doesn’t may simply omit the first eight words of this piece! It is written with a Northern accent in mind – Jesus an
Passing judgement
Passing judgement
by Marjorie Dobson
Drama/monologue: Passing judgement Proper 19 Year A Romans 14: 1-12 Here. Do you see Jane over there? Do you know what she is? You’ll never guess in a million years. She‘s a vegetarian! I told you you’d be surprised. I mean, she doesn’t look any different to the rest of us, does
Drama/monologue: John and Jesus
Drama/monologue: John and Jesus
by Marjorie Dobson
I knew he would come. Knew it with every fibre of my being. I’d always known. All my life. It was my reason for coming here. The whole point of my existence. Both of us have been chosen and each of us has a very special mission to complete. My parents had told me the story often.
I own the sheep
I own the sheep
by Marjorie Dobson
Drama/monologue: I own the sheep! How dare they leave my sheep like that? And in the middle of the night, just at the time when all the wild animals are on the prowl and the sheep need most protection! That’s what I pay them for, isn’t it? That’s why they’re out there in the fiel
Wiping out the past
Wiping out the past
by Marjorie Dobson
Wiping out the past Wiping out the past is not an option. History has happened. Regrets alone will not scour the pages clean. The facts are known. Embroidered by memory, or malice, but their significance is plain. Mistakes are made and crimes committed. Errors of judgement cause
Rebekah
Rebekah
by Marjorie Dobson
Rebekah – monologue/drama Third Sunday after Pentecost Genesis 24: 34-38, 42-49, 58-67 It was a love story all right. You may not believe it as such, after the swearing of an oath to my master and all the preparation and praying and instructions and rules and commands I was
Old folks
Old folks
by Marjorie Dobson
The Presentation of the Lord / Candlemas Luke 2:22-40 Monologue: Old folks! Have you heard the latest about that batty old Anna? You know - that old woman who thinks she’s a prophetess. Wanders round the Temple all day, praying all over the place. Eighty-four if she’s a day! Don’
Drama: Namaan was a King
Drama: Namaan was a King
by Andrew Pratt
Drama: Namaan was a King Cast: Narrator Elisha - E Namaan – N Servant – S Bystander Narrator: Namaan was a king. Proud. Royal. No fool this Namaan. But he did have one problem. He was very poorly. Seriously poorly. Leprosy. And it wasn't getting better. It wouldn't get better. Th
Dialogue/Drama: Trinity
Dialogue/Drama: Trinity
by Andrew Pratt
Dialogue/Drama: Trinity (a piece for two voices) Male voice: They say things always come in threes, but so does my confusion. Or is this all illusion? They say that God is one, but that Jesus Christ his son is yet another one. A God that is. But twisting things still further, say
Monologue/drama: Zack
Monologue/drama: Zack
by Andrew Pratt
Monologue/drama: Zack I suppose you think I'm short? Thoughts like that can hurt, you know. If I was any shorter my feet wouldn't touch the ground. Which, come to think of it, is a bit academic, me stuck up in this tree like this. Yes, stuck up a tree. Why? All right, because I'm
The Accused
The Accused
by Andrew Pratt
Meditation/monologue/drama: The Accused Fourth Sunday after Pentecost Romans 8: 1-11 'The accused'! It felt strange standing there and hearing those words. They were talking about me. Fair enough I suppose, but we never like to hear the truth about ourselves do we? 'The accused'!
There we were, off up a mountain again
There we were, off up a mountain again
by Andrew Pratt
Dramatic monologue: There we were, off up a mountain again Ascension Acts 1: 1-11 There we were, off up a mountain again. My legs were aching. Not as young as I used to be. Near the summit, thank goodness, but I expect he could hear me moaning. He turned and faced us. Was it imag
Time gentlemen please
Time gentlemen please
by Andrew Pratt
Dialogue/drama for two voices: Time gentlemen please Time gentlemen please. I remember the words. Mis-spent youth. The bar cleared. No hassle, just lads wobbling out onto a dark street and making for home. Empty your glasses. Drinking up time. That was allowed. Felt bad if you ha
A Lame Man is Lowered Through the Roof