Сценария школьного спектакля «Приключения Тома Сойера» ( «The Adventures of Tom Sawyer» )

Сценария школьного спектакля

«ПриключенияТомаСойера»

(« The Adventures of Tom Sawyer»)

Разработано

учителем английского языка

АОУгимназии №12

г. Долгопрудный

Павловой И.В.

2016 г.

CAST

Narrator

Tom Sawyer

Aunt Polly

Sid

Huck Finn

Amy

Ben Rogers

Sarah Hopckins

Beck

Doctor Robinson

NARRATOR

Dear guests,

We are happy to show you our school play called “The Adventures of Tom Sawyer”. Many of you have read this great book, written by Mark Twain in 1876.

It is about a naughty boy named Tom doing a lot of funny tricks and risky adventures. He grows up in the small town of St. Petersburg standing along the river Mississippi. The children, living there, are excited to watch the steamboats going down the river. They enjoy listening to the music coming from the boats and they happily dance.

AT HOME

AUNT POLLY: Tom? Tom! You -Tom! Where is that boy, I wonder? You-u-u-u Tom!

SID: Tom's hiding in the fruit cellar, Mother. He's been into the jam.

AUNT POLLY: Thank you, Sid. (Shouting into the fruit cellar.) You -Tom! Aha, here you are! (She pulls Tom out by an ear.)

TOM : I'll get you for that, Sid. See if I don't.

AUNT POLLY : Tom! Look at your hands! And look at your mouth! What is that?

TOM : I don't know, Aunt Polly

AUNT POLLY : Well, I do. It's jam -that's what it is. Forty times I've said if you didn't let that jam alone I'd skin you. Now go and wash your hands and your face!

TOM : My gracious! Look at there, Aunt Polly!

AUNT POLLY (Whirling around and shrieking.) : What is it!

(Tom give one jab to Sid's belly, two to his ear, jumps up, runs past Sid)

SID : Owww!

AUNT POLLY: Tom !

TOM (Whooping like an Indian.) : Woo- woo- woo- woo- woo- woo- woo!

(He turns and runs off. Aunt Polly stands surprised for a moment, then begins to laugh. Sid is whimpering.)

AUNT POLLY : Oh that boy, can't I never learn anything? Ah, but old fools is the biggest fools there is.

(To Sid.) Why are you crying, boy? You aren’t going to die from it, I suppose. Now get off with you and get to school.

SI D (Sulking) :Yes, ma'am. (Sid turns and mopes slowly off.)

AUNT POLLY : And make sure Tom gets there, too!

SI D : Oh, yes ma'am, I sure will, ma'am! (He runs out.)

IN THE STREET

Huck: Barley-corn, barley-corn, Devil follow dead body, cat follow devil, warts follow cat…

Tom: Hi Huck! What are you doing here? And what's that you got in the bag, Huck?

Huck: I’m learning the spell. And this is a dead cat.

Tom: A spell? A dead cat? For what?

HUCK: Cure warts with.

Tom: How do you do it, Huck?

HUCK: Well, you just take your dead cat and go to the graveyard at about midnight. And when it's midnight, a devil will come, you throw your cat to him and say, " Barley-corn, barley-corn, Devil follow dead body, cat follow devil, warts follow cat, I'm done with you."

TOM

Say, Huck. When are you going to try that cat?

HUCK : Tomorrow night.

TOM : Can I go with?

HUCK : Of course - if you aren't afraid.

TOM : I will, Huck, for sure this time. Tomorrow night.

HUCK : Tomorrow night.

MEET AMY

Tom: HELLO, AMY.

Amy: HELLO, TOM...

DEAR, I GET SOMETHING FOR YOU. (Даетемупопробоватьконфету)

Tom: WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN SUCH A LONG TIME? I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU SINCE WE GOT ENGAGED.

Amy: I HAD THE CHICKEN POX.

T: YOU HAVEN'T GOT IT NOW, HAVE YOU?

A: NO, SILLY. THINK, WOULD MY MOTHER LET ME OUT IF I WASN'T ALL CURED?

T: Yeh, I see… WHO'S MOVING IN ACROSS THE WAY?

AMY: I HEARD MA-MA SAY IT WAS THE NEW JUDGE. OH, THAT'S THEIR SILLY LITTLE GIRL. SHE'S AWFUL! MA SENT ME OVER TO PLAY WITH HER, BUT I WOULDN'T. SHE'S TOO UGLY.

NOBODY ROUND HERE'S GOING TO LIKE HER.

Tom: MMM. SAY, AMY? ARE YOU SURE YOU GET OVER?

Amy: YES.

Tom: CERTAIN SURE?

Amy: WHY, YES.WHAT'S THE MATTER?

Tom: YOU LOOK AWFUL PEAKED.

Amy: I DO?

Tom: WHAT ARE THOSE 2 PINK SPOTS ON YOUR CHEEK?

Amy: PINK SPOTS? WHERE?

Tom: HERE,ON YOUR CHEEK. MAYBE IT'S ONLY POISON IVY. YES. MAYBE IT IS.

Amy: BUT I HAVEN'T BEEN OUT OF THE HOUSE. OH! MA! MA! UHH!

Becky’s mother: BECKY! BECKY!

Becky: YES, MAMA?

Tom: UHH!

Sid: TOM'S GOT A GIRL,

TOM'S GOT A GIRL

AT SCHOOL

(The school children are into the schoolroom, noisily taking their seats. Mr. Dobbins appears, R, standing at his desk. He brings his stick down on the desk with a crack and all is silent.)

MR. DOBBINS : Children?

CHILDREN (Sing-song unison.) : Good morning, Mr. Dobbins.

DOBBINS : Sit down… Decent children sit up straight in their seats, like little soldiers.

CHILDREN (Readjusting themselves to imitate little soldiers.) : Yes, sir, Mr. Dobbins.

DOBBINS : Decent children don't slouch ( сутулиться) in their seats like Sid Harper there. Stand up, Harper

SID (Standing.) : Yes, sir.

DOBBINS : (Standing above him.) Now, class. Is this boy a good little soldier?

CHILDREN (Drearily.) : No, sir.

DOBBINS : No, indeed. Sit down, Harper.

(Sid Harper sits. Mr. Dobbins continues his rounds.)

Oh, oh, oh. I see one Iittle girl who is looking out the window. I am afraid she thinks that I am out there somewhere - perhaps up in one of the trees, making a speech to the little birds . . .

(Mr. Dobbins enjoys his own devastating wit for a moment. Polite titter from the class. Dobbins suddenly interrupts it with a crash of his stick on the desk.)

Silence! (There is silence.)

Sarah Hopkins.! (She pops up out of her seat.)

Spell the word, "latitude."

SARAH : "Latitude." L-A-T-I-T-U-D. (Mr. Dobbins harpoons a glance at her.)

E. "Latitude." (She sits down.)

DOBBINS: Ben Rogers?

(Ben Rogers stands. As he does so, Dobbins turns his back and and two boys on either side of Ben tickle him.)

What is the meaning of the word . . . "latitude."

Ben:(Trying to recover.) Oh, uh . . . "latitude." L-A-T-I-T------"

DOBBINS

Ben Rogers!

Ben: Uh, yes sir, Mr. Dobbins? What was it you wanted to know again?

DOBBINS : Sit down, Ben Rogers! You know nothing!

(He attempts to do so, but the boy to his right has placed a ruler on end for Ben to sit on. Ben springs up again.)

DOBBINS: Rogers! :

BEN: Yes, sir.

DOBBINS : Sit down!

Ben (Doing so.) : Yes, sir.

DOBBINS : You will write forty line. "I will not be such a fool in the future."

Ben: Yes, sir.

DOBBINS : The rest of you. Open your readers to page twenty-one.

(The children open their books and bend over them studiously. In the subsequent hush, Tom Sawyer appears at the top of the uppermost platform.)

Tomas Sawyer! Come up here!

(Tom hesitates)

Thomas Sawyer! Come up here at once! NOW, SIR...

WHY ARE YOU LATE THIS TIME? PERHAPS YOU'D LIKE TO SIT WITH THE GIRLS AGAIN?

TOM:OH, NO, MR. DOBBINS.

MD: THEN I TRUST YOU HAVE AN EXCELLENT EXCUSE?

TOM: I STOPPED TO TALK TO HUCK FINN.

(A gasp from students and teacher alike, and then a dreadful pause.)

DOBBINS

(Quietly, with relish.)

What??? Talk to whom??? TO HUCKLEBERRY FINN???.... This is the most astonishing confession I have ever heard! You will be whipped, boy! You will remain after school to be whipped!

TOM

Yes, sir.

DOBBINS

And now… you can go and sit… with the girls!

(Titter from the class, catcalls as Tom makes his way into the girls' section. He sits down next to Becky Thatcher and the lights on the school room fade. A thin, lyrical melody from the fiddle.)

TOM : what’s your name?

Becky: Becky Thatcher. What’s yours? Oh, I know. It’s Thomas Sawyer.

Tom: I’m Tom when I’m good. Do you like rats?

Becky: Rats? Of course not! I hate them!

TOM: Oh! Well, of course, I hate them too. Live ones. But I mean, dead ones.

BECKY: No, I don't care for rats any way. What I like is chewing gum.

TOM : Oh! I wish I had some right now.

BECKY : Do you? I've got some. I'll let you chew it awhile, but you have to give it back.

(The wad of chewing gum changes hands furtively.)

TOM : It's all right. Say, Becky, have you ever been engaged?

BECKY : What’s that?

TOM : Engaged to be married?

BECKY : I don’t know. What is it like?

TOM : You only tell a boy that you love him forever and ever, and then you kiss and that's all. It's easy. Come on, say you love me.

BECKY: No!

TOM : PI ease?

BECKY : . . . Tomorrow.

TOM : No, now.

Becky: OK… ( whisper) I- love -you.

Tom: You see, it’s so nice! When me and Amy Laurence were engage…

Becky: Oh, no… You, Tom! You are engaged with Amy too?... Go away, I don’t want to see you… Never!!!

DOBBINS : Becky Thatcher?

BECKY (Cowering with fright.) : Yes, sir.

DOBBINS : Is this boy bothering you?

BECKY : Oh. Oh, yes! That's for certain, Mr. Dobbins, he certainly was bothering me . . .

(The action shifts to slow motion and although people's mouths move, no sound comes out. Mr. Dobbins, in slow motion, shaking Tom back and forth, Becky looking on, a low light on the other school children reveals them laughing, pointing, jeering with grotesque exaggeration.)

DOBBINS : Tomas Sawyer, you’ll be punished . Come here at once. Twenty times!...

Narrator: Tom was miserable.

It seemed to him that his life was nothing but only trouble.

He wanted to die and pass into a better world

Oh, she would be sorry some day- they'd all be sorry - when it was too late.

Tom went to bed that night wishing that he could die - but temporarily, temporarily . . .

TOM’S DREAM

Tom is in bed. His vision.

Doc ROBINSON: I’m sorry, Aunt Polly. I’m afraid there’s nothing more we can do. He was a splendid boy.

( Doc. leaves. Aunt Polly kneels beside Tom’s bed.)

Aunt P: Oh, Tom, Tom-don’t leave us now! I’m sorry for all those scoldings I gave you. Tom-please, please…

Tom ( in a faint voice): That doesn’t matter now. I know you liked Sid best and I don’t blame you.

AP: No, Tom, no!

Tom: I forgive you, forgive you all.

AP: Sid, Go and sit in the cellar!

Sid: Why? Mummy, please…

AP: Go! Now!

Mr. Dobbins: Thomas Sawyer was the best student I have ever had! Oh, if only I haven’t treated him so badly! ( crying)

AP: Ahhh! Here SHE comes!

Becky: Oh, Tom, I didn’t want to be so cruel! I love you, Tom, forever and ever! I’ve brought you a present, Tom.

It’s a package of chewing gum and a dead rat. Please, Tom. ( Том тянет руку к подарку, А тетя легонько хлопает его по руке)

AP: Tom, wake up, you, lazy boy. Becky has sent you an invitation for the picnic. It is on Sunday morning.

Tom: Hooray! I am alive and SHE is not angry with me any more!

Aunt Polly, I love you. You are my dear aunty!... I’m going to the picnic with Becky! Hooray!

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