Our play is a series of monologues and stories made to share important events in history. These events aren't necessarily the most famous, but they are meant to be important events. The goal of the play is to share with the audience these powerful moments and make them live these moments with the actors. We do this by having different scenes that set up the monologues.

My monologue is from the perspective of a 17-year-old man named Hung Tran. He just escaped Vietnam and is on his way to America. I explain how I am alone and scared and how the Vietnam War has changed my life forever. A goal of mine was to share how alone Hung felt even though he was on a crowded ship. My monologue still feels relevant today because of the thousands of immigrants and refugees fleeing their country in search of a new home.

Monologue:

Most people would say that 17 should classify you as a child, but the events I witnessed made me a man. My entire life has been about war. When I was born, it was two years into the Vietnam War. Yesterday was the fall of Saigon where I fled for my life, and right now I am stranded in the middle of the ocean with no home to go to. Right now our plan is to go to the United States, but I am frightened by the idea that I will not be accepted. My name Hung means courageous or heroic. I find it ironic because I am stranded, scared, and there is nothing I can do. This is the first day where I haven’t heard gunshots and explosions but I do not feel any safer. My father died right in front of me and my mom and I were separated at the different ships. A man said she was going to England. I wanted to go with her but instead, I am forced to go to America. I am starving and hot and tired and don’t know how much longer I can do this.

Wonderful work today, everyone- 

Tomorrow, please dress in all black- this applies for Friday's final show as well. It is very important that everyone has their lines memorized for tomorrow's rehearsal. 

If you have not submitted your brief V2, please have it uploaded by tonight so you can get revisions for the final.

Get well rested & see you all in the AM !

The intention of our play is to tell stories about remarkable events in history, both famous and less-known, from a unique or specific perspective. Our goal for the performances is to tell these stories in a clever, humorous, and powerful way. Our production accomplishes this by having relatively lighthearted and simple dialogue broken up with powerful monologues. This takes the audience on an intentional emotional roller coaster. 

My monologue is based off of the events experienced by Cpl Kyle Carpenter in Afghanistan when he jumped on a grenade to save the life of a fellow marine. I write from the perspective of the person that has to call Cpl Carpenter’s parents telling them that he’s injured. In it, I tried to use shorter sentences to make it seem like the character is nervous and has a high heart rate. I also included some longer sentences that had words that no human would ever actually say without reading them to show that the he is reading from a piece of paper in front of him. At the end of the call the mood changes when the character begins the call to Cpl Carpenter’s parents. 

Ok. I’ve got the information I need. Corporal Kyle Carpenter. Wounded in action  on November 21st during a firefight as an Automatic Rifleman with Company F, 2nd Battalion, 9th Marines, Regimental Combat Team 1, 1st Marine Division (Forward),  Marine Expeditionary Force (Forward), at Camp Dakota in Helmand Province, Afghanistan. I'm calling Robin and Jim Carpenter in South Carolina to tell them their son is getting ready to be flown from Afghanistan, to the United States via a military trauma hospital in Germany. Holy shit this is a bad one. Alright alright don’t get distracted. What are they gonna ask? Probably if he’s going to die, and honestly I don’t know but I’ve got the info I’ve got. That should lead into me saying he’s being treated by the best doctors in the world, exactly what they expect me to say. Is there really anything I can do to help them? 

What is this. Call number one hundred and something? Sounds about right. They add up. The more you do the more sensitized you get and it starts to feel normal. This is not normal but it is the norm. I’m just a lieutenant sitting in a temporary office complex in Virginia who the hell am I to have a higher rank than this kid. Goddamn. Ok settle down. 

Hello - This is Lieutenant Aaron Hudson of the United States Marine Corps calling to inform you 

() is a play that illustrates how the various riots, rebellions, and revolutions through history are connected, and how history keeps repeating itself. Each of these events are brought up in one place which is a bar where stories can intermix.

In my monologue, we meet a character named Katya she is a grandma who has lived through all of the shit that has happened in Russia. In the monologue she tells the story of Bloody Sunday, which started the Russian revolution of 1917. In this monologue, we see the progression of her loving and trusting the Tsar, to realizing that he is cruel and wanting him dead. I think that it is very important to talk about such moments in history to make sure that they never happen ever again.

When I look back on my life I remember  only horror. Whether it be the multiple revolutions, the hunger during WW2, or Stalin’s oppressive rule. I can’t remember a single moment without fear or anger or despair, but I do remember when it all started.

By the time I was 15 years old, I understood that the new reforms that the Tsar was trying to enforce were not only wrong but also inhumane. Like any patriotic 15 year old, I decided to march on the Winter Palace. We thought that if we marched, the Tsar would finally hear us, and decide to change his mind. Sadly, we didn’t know what would later that day. When we got to the palace the security told us to leave immediately or else they would shoot. No one believed this because the Tsar is a kind and fair man, after all. Right? Then the massacre began. None of us were expecting it, so none of us knew what to do. After a few moments of shock and fear so strong that we all froze in place, we all started running. Running away, running to safety,  running anywhere that wasn’t here. The next part was a blur, all I can remember are people, bullets, and bodies hitting the ground with no warning. Honestly, I don’t even know how I got out alive. All I know is that when I got out, my clothes were torn from almost being trampled to death in the frantic mob. My mind was hardened from seeing so many people dead, and my heart shattered from witnessing all of the cruelty that the Tsar could unleash. There was no longer the young girl who believed and respected the Tsar. Now there was only the grown woman who hated him and wanted him to die. He was no longer our kind and benevolent leader. In reality, he was a cruel ruler who didn’t care about his subjects.

(Insert play name) is a performance which aims to bring to light the similarities and differences of important events that went on in the past, focusing on character's emotions and bringing those characters into the modern day.

My monologue is based on an adolescent girl named Elaine, who is contemplating whether or not to join the riots outside of the Stonewall Inn. The character's personality and her time period is conveyed through the way that the monologue is performed, and the emotional words and thoughts in the writing itself. It's fairly relevant to revisit modern issues through the perspective of this character, because it is still hard to come out of the closet, even now, and LGBTQ+ people are still discriminated against in our society.

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I like to think that I'm normal, that I'm just like everyone else. I go to school, I get relatively good grades, I talk with my friends about what to do over the weekend. But... I'm not. I think about more things than what to do over the weekend; I think about how I'm going to tell people about who I am, how I'm going to avoid the subtle glares, the jeering, and the people slamming me into lockers and calling me names. How I'm going to avoid my parents when they figure out. How I'm going to run, and hide, and not come out until the clouds overhead disperse, until that world without prejudice finally comes.

It's 1969, and people are rioting in the streets outside of the Stonewall Inn. It was recently found out to be a gay bar, and so the police raided the place. I want to join the protest, but if I do, everyone will know. My friends, my family, teachers, classmates. All of them will know who I am, and sit and stare, and point and judge, until my mask of stability cracks, until I lose it. Until I lose it all.

But hiding is worse. I can't sit by and watch others just like me be shot in the streets. I can't wait for that tomorrow, because if I do, others will never see it come. I can't hide from myself, because if I don't come out of this closet that I've been stuck in, the future I'm looking forward to might never come. The world won't change if you sit back. So, I think it's time to say it, loud and clear.

I'm gay, and proud.

"alexanders"  a play made to show and represent protests and rebellions in history and teach people more about the events in a strong emotional way using the similarities between the protests similarities to loop it together.

  When Mimi, a student, is complaining about the stale juice and watered down bread in the harvard dining halls the monologue is written from the point if view of a student in the protests but not the leader. the monologue tells the story of the first recorded student lead protest and the first of many in harvard. The great butter rebellion is a rebellion about the moldy butter in the harvard dinning halls, the students were agitated because harvard previously made a rule that the students all had to eat together. when the school did not change the quality of the butter after being asked nicely the students decided to protest by going to restaurants outside of school and disrespecting the teachers in the dining hall this lead to people being expelled but eventually the students got the good butter that they asked for.

Nov. 19 1776I winced as I smelled the butter and cried Behold! bad and unwholesome Butter is served 'at unto as daily: we must have Asa, the Scribe, go unto our Ruler, and seek Redress. My fellow students jeer and yell in agreement therefore, Asa, the Scribe, went unto Belcher, the Ruler, and said, behold our Butter stinketh, and we cannot eat thereof; now give us we pray thee Butter that stinketh not. I could not hear belchers response but could see thy face of Asa I waited for belcher and thy other rulers to depart to clap my hands and cry. Next dawn I heard murmurs going around the campus that Edward the Chief Ruler and John and another Edward (not the chief) and Stephen and Belcher and Simeon and horsehead, and Andrew and Joseph had punished Asa making him confess and be placed below his fellows. So we the sons of harvard met and decided we would leave if we were served un-wholesome butter once more. So we did. When the great rulers finally figured out that we cannot be taken down with punishment they appeased us. now  It seems from this date on there will be peace on the grounds.

The intention of the play is to show that history repeats itself. The performance is trying to portray history from different points of view. The play accomplished showing what it takes to put on a play and the struggles of writing a story.

The monologue is based off the midnight ride of paul revere and how samuel and william were forgotten. My character is based off paul revere when he is about to go warn the town the redcoats are coming. It helps convey that they were scared to go warn the town and that they were aware of the danger. It is relevant because the other people were as brave as Paul but they aren't as remembered

(Blank*) is a play that views small points in history that resemble current events in 2019. In the play we have a group of people that are somehow related to the event and they all share their stories at a bar. 

My monologue is about Harriet Tuban freeing slaves through the underground railroad from her brother Ben Ross .jr 's perspective. In my monologue is talking about the process of escaping from slavery.

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 I was sitting on my bed getting ready to go to sleep when my sister touched me and my brother and said we're going to go today. Next thing I remember was going out the door of the house and sprinting towards the tree line, in the distance I heard dogs barking and someone yelling the slaves are running so we quickly got to the river where we jumped in so we could lose the scent and the dogs wouldn't be able to chase us we swim through the water and got out I was not sure how far we went but it felt like years that we were walking and running but soon right next to the river we got to a house it was almost morning. My sister ran up to the door and knocked, on the other side someone said whos there and my sister replied “a friend with friends” the door opened and we entered.

We went down into the basement there had been prepared place for us to sleep and food to eat. Soon later the next night our sister ran off again she said I will be back and seem like days and days she had not come back but very soon she appeared again she came back with more people, we were amazed then she got even more people and kept going back and forth until there were multiple houses with freed slaves I remember feeling fear of the police coming or slave owners coming and finding us in the basement I always thought of myself as brave man, but in this moment I felt the most fear I have ever felt the fear of being killed in the fear that if we run we may never find another place to stay. Soon later sister took us again and this time she brought the others with us currently we were  in Pennsylvania but we went to British North America where there was little to no slavery we got there and we found freedom, home and jobs.

(Insert play name) is a performance which aims to bring to light the similarities and differences of events going on today, focusing on character's emotions and bringing those characters into the modern day.

My monologue is based on an adolescent girl named Elaine, who is contemplating whether or not to join the riots outside of the Stonewall Inn. The character's personality and her time period is conveyed through the way that it is performed, and the emotional words and thoughts in the writing itself. It's fairly relevant to revisit modern issues through the perspective of this character, because it is still hard to come out of the closet, even now, and LGBTQ+ people are still discriminated against in our society.

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I like to think that I'm normal, that I'm just like everyone else. I go to school, I get relatively good grades, I talk with my friends about what to do over the weekend. But... I'm not. I think about more things than what to do over the weekend; I think about how I'm going to tell people about who I am, how I'm going to avoid the subtle glares, the jeering, and the people slamming me into lockers and calling me names. How I'm going to avoid my parents when they figure out. How I'm going to run, and hide, and not come out until the clouds overhead disperse, until that world without prejudice finally comes.

It's 1969, and people are rioting in the streets outside of the Stonewall Inn. It was recently found out to be a gay bar, and so the police raided the place. I want to join the protest, but if I do, everyone will know. My friends, my family, teachers, classmates. All of them will know who I am, and sit and stare, and point and judge, until my mask of stability cracks, until I lose it. Until I lose it all.

But hiding is worse. I can't sit by and watch others just like me be shot in the streets. I can't wait for that tomorrow, because if I do, others will never see it come. I can't hide from myself, because if I don't come out of this closet that I've been stuck in, the future I'm looking forward to might never come. The world won't change if you sit back. So, I think it's time to say it, loud and clear.

I'm gay, and proud.

 I winced as I smelled the butter and cried Behold! bad and unwholesome Butter is served 'at unto as daily: we must have Asa, the Scribe, go unto our Ruler, and seek Redress. My fellow students jeer and yell in agreement therefore, Asa, the Scribe, went unto Belcher, the Ruler, and said, behold our Butter stinketh, and we cannot eat thereof; now give us we pray thee Butter that stinketh not. I could not hear belchers response but could see thy face of Asa I waited for belcher and thy other rulers to depart to clap my hands and cry. Next dawn I heard murmurs going around the campus that Edward the Chief Ruler and John and another Edward (not the chief) and Stephen and Belcher and Simeon and horsehead, and Andrew and Joseph had punished Asa making him confess and be placed below his fellows. So we the sons of harvard met and decided we would leave if we were served un-wholesome butter once more. So we did. When the great rulers finally figured out that we cannot be taken down with punishment they appeased us. now  It seems from this date on there will be peace on the grounds.

"Cambridge November 19, 1776."

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"alexanders"  a play originally made to show and represent protests and rebellions in history and teach people more about the events in a strong emotional way using their similarities to hold it together

   the monologue is not currently in the script and i do not have a strong urge to put it in but if it were going to be put in a play i would have the students bring up something like "oh haha, this is funny the first recorded student protest against a school is about bad butter in harvard"  i do not think this would fit in the current play but if it were to be different it could be funny