Nicola: Our fortune. Rowena: Our fame. Nicola: Our fun. Rowena: Our fantasy. Nicola & Rowena: Our freedom. (Pause) Rowena: I’m going to miss you so much. Nicola: Me too. Rowena:…
Fables
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A fable is a moral tale that often features animal characters. “The Tortoise and the Hare” is a well-known fable whose moral is “Slow and steady wins the race.”
We often associate fables with the master of them all, Aesop. Among the most famous fables attributed to this storyteller of ancient Greece are “The Boy Who Cried Wolf” and “The Fox and the Grapes.” But like its cousins tale, myth, and legend, the word fable is also used to describe a deliberate fabrication or fiction. In other words, it can be a polite way to describe a lie.
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Scene 1 (Lights go on, Rowena and Nicola are sitting on the park bench wearing school uniform of some sort. Throughout the scene the actors move around as they like)…
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As soon as Beth was through with little game, I scrubbed her down vigorously with a towel that enveloped her entire body and gave her a change of clothes. Beth…
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It all started on a particular Monday morning during the holidays, just as I had awoken from my restless slumber, a feeling of nausea permeated my body and a bitter,…
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Cinderon had hardly cried. while he cleaned and cooked and fried. His life was terrible, his bosses very bad. All in dared was to look so sad. His father was…
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The train for Mumbai (Bombay) will be late by five hours due to some technical problems. Inconvenience caused is regretted,” blared the message on the Public Announcement System.” I was…
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Anything, be it an item of high monetary value or a tiny or simple article, can be a treasure in one’s life. Especially if it is of an important historical…
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On a starry night, Isha woke up half dreaming and walked near the window. Something must have awaken her from her intense sleep. Her hands were cold and toes freezing…
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The wind, after a harsh struggle with the branches, flew away somewhere in the white snow desert, somewhere far … far, far away. It’s passing through my bones, giving me…
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I don’t know whether you know her or not. Perhaps you do. Anyway, you probably know someone like her. This little girl that I know used to think that she…