Let Me Be Dull
a play by
Kelvin Richardson
TIME:
11:30 am Summer 2009
PLACE:
Balboa High School-in a Social Studies class in summer school
AT
RISE: Deion Jr, a 14 year old boy, is sitting down at a desk with CJ the pencil
OK!
OK! What do you need me for this time?
OK,
but after this will I be able to go back to sleep?
CJ
stop! We have to get to the next class.
Deion
you just messed me up. I was almost done.
(Melissa keeps
walking.)
Hey
CJ did you see that? She did not even look at the picture.
She
must not like you.
How
can I help you? What else could I
do?
AHHHHHH!
(CJ screams.) Do
not sharpen me. I am scared.
(DEION walks away to
get the sharpener.)
(CJ talks to the
audience.)
You
guys have to help me. Do not let Deion put me in the sharpener. Last time I was
put in the sharpener my old owner Marvin had broken my lead seventeen times. I
never want to be put in the sharpener again. He put me in the sharpener. He
said it would not hurt. So I said it was ok. He slowly put me in and all of a
sudden I heard these loud grinding noises and I just got smaller and smaller. I
never want to be put in the sharpener again.
(DEION returns and
whispers to the audience.)
(He gets down on his
knees and talks to CJ.)
CJ,
please let me sharpen you.
No!
IÕm too afraid.
ItÕll
only be for a few seconds.
(CJ ignores him.)
Fine,
if you donÕt let me sharpen you then I will use a different pencil.
(CJ is shocked.)
No, please donÕt. I would be heartbroken if you used another pencil.
DEION
I donÕt care how you would feel. You have to get sharpened because that rose you drew was messed up because you were dull.
CJ
(CJ is extremely
hurt.)
Deion, I did not appreciate that. If you only knew how much pain I went through when I was sharpened before, you would know why I wouldnÕt want to be sharpened again.
DEION
Please? Just this one time and it will never happen again.
CJ
What will you do for me?
DEION
If you let me sharpen you I will repaint you.
What
else?
I
will get you one of those super 3000 Office Depot erasers.
Something
more amazing.
Fine,
I will get you a Crayola pencil soul mate.
(CJ starts to weep.)
Deion,
you really would?
IÕll
do anything if you let me sharpen you so you can draw an orchid for Melissa.
Come
on letÕs go to that sharpener.
I
will hold you by the eraser.
(DEION and CJ walk
together towards the sharpener.)
THE END