VERONICA’S CHRISTMAS ASSIGNMENT
By
Dakota Balmore
Veronica’s Christmas
Assignment premiered as
A Victorian
Christmas on Friday,
December 7, 2001 at the Stage Door Community Theater in
Veronica Euston: 12. The selfish little girl called Nicky by
her family.
Frederick Euston: 10. Veronica’s brother.
Britta Euston: 4. Veronica’s sister. (This character can be
eliminated if a girl of this age group cannot be found.)
Addie Blackwell: 13. Veronica’s girl classmate.
Margaret Hannigan: 15. Veronica’s girl classmate.
Martin Faircloth: 12. Veronica’s boy classmate.
Elizabeth Barkley: 11. Veronica’s girl classmate.
Samantha Marple: 6. Veronica’s girl classmate.
Neda Rathbone: 12: Mentally handicapped girl next door to
the Eustons.
Neda’s Soul: 12: Neda Rathbone’s soul.
Mrs. Rupert: 40. Owns the Apothecary Shop.
Mr. Rathbone: 55. Neda’s father.
Mrs. Rathbone: 52. Neda’s mother.
Old Woman: 60s. At the
Old Woman’s Son: 30-40. Son of the Old Woman.
Miss Lincoln: 20s. The schoolmaster.
Doorman of the
Mrs. Euston: 38
Mr. Euston: 42.
Doctor: Middle age on up; either gender.
Traveler: Any age; either gender.
SET: The entire stage represents all
the scene locations.
Scene:
Outside the Breedlove Schoolhouse.
Scene:
Outside the Apothecary Shop.
Scene:
Outside Veronica’s House.
Scene:
Scene:
Scene:
Miss Lincoln’s House.
Scene:
Veronica’s Bedroom
Scene:
Euston Parlor.
Scene:
Rathbone Foyer/Bedroom.
TIME: Christmas, 1876.
PLACE:
SCENE I: Outside
the schoolhouse: U. C. is an artist’s rendition of a schoolhouse. There
is an opening for the entrance. A sign identifies it as the “
In
a teasing chant.
Nicky is going to fail. She’s going to turn quite pale.
VERONICA
Setting
her own cadence.
No I am not, my dear brother.
Mocking
VERONICA’S cadence.
Yes you are, my dear sister.
In his natural tone.
Miss Lincoln is going to hold up your writing assignment in
front of the whole class and say…
In the voice of their schoolmaster.
“Veronica Euston. Step forward, miss. Why are you so
selfish? This paper you wrote is called, ‘What I can do for Christmas,’
and it is supposed to be about giving to others. It is not about what you are
going to receive. You naughty, naughty girl.”
VERONICA
A
bit irritated.
Stop it, Freddy Euston. Stop it this minute, or you will no
longer be my brother.
Still
as Miss Lincoln.
“You are a heartless, wicked girl, Veronica Euston. I think
I will take the switch to you, Veronica Euston. Turn round now, Veronica
Euston.”
VERONICA
Pushes
him backwards.
That is it. I warned you. You are no longer my brother.
Falls
to the ground pretending to be devastated.
Please, Nicky. No. Take me back as your brother.
In
his normal voice, opening his arms to her.
Please.
VERONICA
Turns her back to him, sticks her nose in the air,
and folds her arms across her bosom.
Never.
On his knees with his hands
together pleading.
Oh, please, Nicky. Pretty please. Pretty please with…donkey
hair on it?
VERONICA
Not as long as there is ice at the North Pole.
Sits
up quickly.
Well, what do you know, sister? All the ice seems to have
melted.
I am sorry for what I said. I will take the donkey hair
back.
VERONICA
Turns
and smacks
You think you are so smart, Freddy Euston. You just wait.
Miss Lincoln will see that my paper is a simply splendid example of good giving
graces.
Serious
But you are asking for a toy carousel.
VERONICA
Disgusted.
Well…does that not just dull the Queen’s jewels? Freddy, try
to understand…I have told you and told you that I am asking for the carousel to
use for only a year, after which I am willing to give it to some poorhouse
orphan next Christmas.
Shakes his head.
After you have played with it for a year and grown tired of
it. I think your report should be a letter to St. Nicolas. That is what I
think.
VERONICA
Moves
close to
And I think I ought to stuff you in a letter, send you off to St. Nicolas, and tell him he gave me the wrong pig-headed brother.
St. Nick does not do returns.
The schoolmates enter U. L. and cross U. C. to the
schoolhouse.
SAMANTHA
Well, well, well. Look. If it is not the stingiest girl in
school…
SAMANTHA makes a sour face.
…and her brother.
Why, Samantha, I do believe she is Ebeneezer Scrooge’s
granddaughter.
ADDIE
Holding out both her hands framing VERONICA’S face.
You know,
MARGARET
Going next to ADDIE and pointing into VERONICA’S
face. She has an Irish accent.
Yes, I see it now, Addie. There is that same cheap nose.
SAMANTHA
Cheap nose: stingy pose.
And those frugal eyes.
MARTIN
Demonstrating a miserly walk.
And do not forget the miserly way she walks.
SAMANTHA
She is stingy, I tell you.
Yes, Samantha and Martin, but do not go entirely by her
looks. One can always tell when the penny-pinching Eustons are about. The air
becomes so…tight!
All the Schoolmates laugh.
VERONICA
Hush up,
the lot of you!
SAMANTHA
Keep your
wig on, miss.
VERONICA
Mind your
tongue, Samantha Marple, or I will make a wig of your hair.
SAMANTHA sticks out her tongue and VERONICA grabs
hold of it between her thumb and forefinger. SAMANTHA screams for her to let it
go, which VERONICA does after squeezing it hard.
MARTIN
Serious.
Why not
just go and die off, Miss Scrooge.
ADDIE
Trying to be cute.
And decrease the surplus population.
All
the children laugh except for the Eustons.
MISS LINCOLN
Enters
stage R. and crosses U. C. to the children.
Good morning, Children.
EUSTONS & SCHOOLMATES
Adlib
simultaneously.
Good morning, Miss Lincoln.
Hello. Morning, ma’am (ETC). Top of the mornin’ to you (MARGARET’S LINE).
MARTIN
Miss Lincoln? Did you grade our papers on what we would do
for Christmas?
MISS LINCON
Holds
up the papers.
I have them right here.
ADDIE
How well did we do?
SAMANTHA
Yes, Miss Lincoln. Ain’t we your bestest students?
MISS LINCOLN
Not in English, that is certain. Come inside, and I will
tell you.
MARGARET
No, Miss Lincoln. Tell us now. Did we do good…
MARGARET
looks at Veronica.
…or bad?
MISS LINCOLN
Well, Margaret, I think I should not…
ADDIE
Come on, Miss Lincoln. We can take a little disappointment.
MISS LINCOLN
Most of you did jolly good.
MISS
LINCOLN looks at VERONICA.
ADDIE
Points a finger at VERONICA.
Veronica did terrible!
MISS LINCOLN
Now, I did not say that.
MARTIN
Ooooo, Veronica, wait till your parents find out.
SAMANTHA
It is the woodshed for you, missy.
VERONICA
Oh, pooh,
all of you. You can tell me in front of them, Miss Lincoln. I could not have
done that badly.
MISS LINCOLN
Are you sure, Veronica?
No, Miss Lincoln. You do not have to tell her. Just give us
the papers…inside.
VERONICA
No, Freddy. I want to know now.
SAMANTHA
Here it comes.
MISS LINCOLN
I am afraid that Addie Blackwell is right. Your paper failed
the assignment with the lowest grade in the class.
Whacks herself on the
buttocks several times.
Bam! Bam! I bet you will not be able to sit down after your
parents find out.
Eh, Veronica?
MISS LINCOLN
Grabs
Enough, Elizabeth.
Turning to VERONICA, she
puts a finger in her face.
Asking for something is not giving, Veronica. Giving has to
be a special sort of kindness. I do think you are deserving of another try.
However, I am not going to ask you to write anything. Writing is telling. I
want you to do. If, over the Christmas break you
do something nice for someone not in your
family, I will give you a passing grade. What do you say to that?
VERONICA
angrily shakes her head in agreement and exits U. C. through the schoolhouse
doorway. The schoolmates follow laughing as the lights go out.
SCENE II: Outside
Rupert’s Apothecary Shop:
FREDERICK and VERONICA are standing U. R.
VERONICA
Well…does that not just dull the Queen’s jewels? You did not
speak up for me at all, Freddy.
Miss Lincoln was right about your paper.
VERONICA
Pushes him lightly toward stage R.
How dare you take her side?
Well…she is the teacher.
VERONICA
Pushes him harder toward stage R.
Teacher-smeacher. She is nothing but a…stinkpot.
VERONICA takes a swing at
Heeeeey! And you are a stinkpot, too, Freddy.
They stop, and VERONICA
turns to face her brother.
I swear, Freddy, sometimes I just…
VERONICA stops herself from
saying it.
Hate me, Nicky? Just because I am right and you are wrong.
VERONICA
Just hush up, Freddy. This mess is all your doing.
Forget about who is at fault, what are you going to do about
your paper?
VERONICA
I have not the foggiest.
All
the schoolmates enter U. L. They cross
to C. S. chanting, “Scrooge! Scrooge!” VERONICA crosses C. S.
You stop it right now! I am not a Scrooge!
ADDIE
You are too a Scrooge.
MARTIN
All you
care about is getting your silly old carousel for Christmas.
ADDIE
You are the most selfish girl in all
MARGARET
Chanting.
Selfish Scrooge: rude Scrooge.
All
the children except the EUSTONS start chanting “Selfish Scrooge: rude Scrooge,”
and begin dancing around VERONICA.
VERONICA
Pushes
ADDIE down. The other children scatter and stop chanting.
There, Addie, that is for saying that I am the most selfish
girl in all
What has gotten into you, sister? You have never pushed
anyone before.
She is off her jump, she is.
SAMANTHA
Send her to the loony farm.
You cannot go about pushing people about, Nicky?
VERONICA
Freddy, I will not have her tell such lies about me.
MARGARET
Helps ADDIE to her feet and
steps up to VERONICA.
I say
you are nothing but an old Scrooge, Veronica Euston. I am a lot tougher than
you are, so I dare you to knock me down.
Go ahead, Veronica. I would love to see Margaret give you
what for.
ADDIE
Yes. After which, we will all give you what for.
SAMANTHA
Excited
Do it, Margaret. Knock her off her feet.
VERONICA
Oh,
pooh, Margaret Hannigan. You’re Irish, and everyone knows an Irishman does not
know a tit from a tat.
VERONICA starts to walk away. MARGARET grabs VERONICA
from behind around the waist. VERONICA bends down and lifts one of MARGARET’S
legs up between hers. Then she starts spinning MARGARET around in a circle
causing her to hop on one foot to keep from falling. On the third revolution,
SAMANTHA runs in front of them and trips VERONICA. MARGARET seizes the
opportunity and jumps on VERONICA sitting on her stomach and wrestling with her
arms. SAMANTHA stands over them punching the air in excitement. MRS. RUPERT
comes out of her shop, grabs the two struggling girls, and separates them one
to each side.
MRS. RUPERT
Here,
here. What is going on?
All the classmates except MARGARET point at
VERONICA.
ADDIE
I can
tell you, ma’am. We are all in the same class at the public school. Every
student wrote a paper about giving. Veronica Euston was the only one to write
about getting her favorite thing in the whole wide world.
MARGARET
Yes,
ma’am. A mechanical toy carousel. Now, don’t you think that is selfish?
MARTIN
It is
very selfish when you consider all the poor and homeless children living in the
workhouses and poorhouses of
MRS. RUPERT
Now,
you children listen to me. In just over a week and a half it is going to be
1877. We live in a modern world where differences are settled by talking them
out. You children would do well to follow the examples of the great nations of
the Earth. Cheer and goodwill: that is what this time of year is all about. Now
move along, the lot of you, and no more fighting.
VERONICA
tucks her pride under her arm, turns, and crosses L. with
SCENE III: Outside the Euston house,
VERONICA
Freddy, when are you ever going to speak
up for me?
I am not going to take your side when our classmates are in
the right.
VERONICA
Well…does that not just dull the Queen’s jewels? I am your
sister. You must take my side.
Well…I suppose I am not much of a gentleman then.
VERONICA
Agreed.
NEDA Enters
L. She is minus a coat, bonnet and gloves. VERONICA shakes her
head back and forth.
You
are an idiot, Neda Rathbone, to be standing out in the freezing cold with
nothing on but your dress.
NEDA
Smiles and
then drools a bit.
Christmas.
Mer-mer Christmas.
VERONICA
Draws her
hands away from Neda.
Oh,
God, Freddie. She is drooling again. Why can her father not put her away
somewhere? Is it not bad enough that we live next door to her? Do we have to
see this defective child every day?
NEDA
Mer-Mer
Christmas.
NEDA puts her
fingers in her mouth.
She
cannot help it, Nicky. Look at her. She is harmless enough.
VERONICA
She
is sickening and disgusting, and ought to be kept behind a locked door.
NEDA
Reaches out
for VERONICA and grabs her muffler.
Mer-mer
Christmas!
VERONICA
Pulls away from NEDA, yanks the muffler from her
hands, and then smacks them.
No,
no! Neda, stop touching me, you nitwit!
VERONICA gives NEDA a pull that sends her reeling
forward on the other side of VERONICA.
Then VERONICA raises her hand to strike her again.
I
will teach you not to grab at others, you bumbling imbecile.
MR. RATHBONE
Enters L. on
the run with MRS. RATHBONE.
Stop!
Do
not hit her…Veronica. She does not realize…what she is doing.
MRS. RATHBONE
Huffing and puffing for breath.
Like
coming out here…when we forget to put the bolt in the door.
VERONICA
Overacting, demonstrates for them.
Well…she
very nearly attacked me. She grabbed my muffler and pulled me this way…and
yanked me that way…tightening the thing round my neck…until I thought I was
going to choke. You should really keep her indoors, you know.
MRS. RATHBONE
Still huffing and puffing for breath.
We
try…but she loves the snow…and Christmas…and she really does love people. She is
just trying to be friendly.
MR. RATHBONE
Still huffing and puffing as well.
And
so you must be friendly, Veronica…even if you think…the other person is
not.
VERONICA
Well,
I do not call choking me in the street very friendly. Good day, Mr. and Mrs.
Rathbone.
VERONICA
crosses C. S. as the lights go out.
SCENE IV: In VERONICA’S bedroom: U. C. is a bed
that comes out from the wall. FREDERICK and VERONICA are sitting on it in their
nightclothes. BRITTA is to the R. of the bed, and during the following she tries
to hand a brush to VERONICA so she may have her hair groomed. VERONICA ignores
her throughout the scene occasionally swishing her little sister’s arm away.
Sarcastically.
Well,
Nicky, that was certainly something nice you did for somebody. Neda Rathbone
can no more help being defective than you can help being selfish.
VERONICA
Pushes
Oh,
hush up, Freddy.
Rises and stands by the bed.
What
good deed are you going to do? And who are you going to do it for?
VERONICA
How
about you, Freddy? What is it you want for Christmas?
That
is not what the schoolmaster said. You have to do something good for somebody outside
our family.
VERONICA
Frustrated.
Oh, but
Freddy…help me think of something. I want to get a good grade for my
assignment. Surely there is something I can do for someone.
That
is going to be difficult, Nicky, because it has to be a true act of kindness.
Do you think you have it in you?
VERONICA
About to explode, she jumps out of bed.
Oh…I
do not know! I must!
Christmas
is but three days away.
VERONICA
Disturbed.
Do
not remind me, Freddy.
You
have to do something, Nicky. You had better think it over.
VERONICA
I
have enough to think about, thank you.
Moves R.
Then
I am going off to bed to have a good night’s sleep. You, on the other hand,
will probably toss and turn all night…in guilty agony.
VERONICA
Sarcastically.
BRITTA gives up trying to get her sister’s attention and puts the brush on a
nightstand.
Thank
you for all your help, brother.
Turns and bows deeply.
You are very welcome, my dear, sweet sister.
FREDERICK exits stage L.
VERONICA
Well…does that not just dull the Queen’s jewels? Some
brother he is.
VERONICA pulls
the covers down and she and BRITTA climb on the bed.
BRITTA
Goodnight, Nicky.
VERONICA
Goodnight, Britta.
VERONICA lies down and draws the covers up
over them as the lights go out.
I am sorry, Neda. I am sorry I pushed you.
A very long pause. There is strain in her voice.
And I am sorry I cannot understand.
SCENE V: In VERONICA’S bedroom: VERONICA and
BRITTA are sleeping U. C. in their bed. The clock tolls three.
VERONICA
Sits
up.
Three o’clock. Why can I not sleep?
VERONICA
gets out of bed and stands beside it.
Perhaps I have been cursed. And perhaps…I will be visited by
the same three ghosts that visited Scrooge.
VERONICA laughs.
That is silly.
VERONICA says the following in a deep voice.
“Oooooo! I am the Ghost of Christmas Past.”
VERONICA
laughs again, and then mysterious music is heard as NEDA’S SOUL enters L.
floats and dances stage R. and then back L. ending up in a drooped over
position. Veronica has gone to hide on the D. R. side of the bed. When the
music ends, she suddenly springs to a standing position. BRITTA sits up in bed
and keeps her eyes on NEDA’S SOUL the
whole time.
NEDA’S SOUL
Veronica?
VERONICA
Terrified,
VERONICA spins around toward stage L.
What was that? Who is there?
NEDA’S
SOUL, dressed in a tight-fitting, all-white body suit steps forward a few
paces.
Who are you?
NEDA’S SOUL
I am Neda Rathbone. The girl you have treated so ill.
VERONICA
You cannot be. Neda can barely speak.
NEDA’S SOUL
I am her soul. There is no handicap in me for all souls are
perfect. Veronica, Neda cannot help being what she is. You must get to know
her, and then you will understand that she has a good soul.
VERONICA
People like her do not have a soul. I have heard it said
that they are possessed by the devil, and that is why they are defective.
NEDA’S SOUL
With great determination and pleading.
Do not listen to people who do not seek the truth. Too often
people make up their own truth out of fear or lack of understanding rather than
discover for themselves. But I am asking you, Veronica Euston, to think. Use your
mind to see Neda for what she really is. Deep in her soul, down under the
ignorance, there is much human kindness.
VERONICA
No, whoever you are. I know what I see, and in Neda I see
something ugly. I know it may not be her fault, but someone made her that way.
NEDA’S SOUL
Then I ask only that you think about what I have said. For
the seed sewn never shows immediate growth. Good-bye, Veronica.
The mysterious music returns as NEDA’S SOUL dances and
floats D. R. and returns to stoop low in front of VERONICA. Then she rises up
and holds her hands over VERONICA, forcing VERONICA to back up. NEDA’S SOUL
dances off L. as the music fades.
VERONICA
No. Come back. You have got to understand that it is not my
fault.
BRITTA
Who was that, Nicky?
VERONICA
Runs,
throws herself down on the bed, and cries.
It is not
my fault!
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