Kids Monologue of the Month
Tips for preparing a monologue:
Break a leg! (That's theater talk for "good luck." It's bad luck to say "good luck" in the theater so you say "Break a leg!")
Here are two monologues for Feb & Mar:
An elephant is big
Yes, Mrs. Johnston, I have been researching. I only talked to Clyde to ask a quick question… Yes, it was about the animal that I was researching. He said elephants are big. He was right. The more I researched elephants, the more I realized how right Clyde was. Elephants are big. Not just big but huge. No, huge is not a big enough word. The elephant is enormous… Yes, I did find out more information on elephants. Did you know there are African elephants and India elephants? But it doesn’t matter where you go, elephants are enormous. Even their ears are huge. An African elephant has bigger ears than an India elephant. But if you see an elephant, it won’t be the ears you’re looking at because elephants are enormous… Yes, I know I’ve used that word before but “enormous” is the right word to use for an elephant. I suppose if you have to jump out of an airplane and you’re trying to figure out where you are, if you see an elephant you could be in Africa or India. Then you could look at the ears and know if you’re in Africa or India. Elephants are just that big and so are their ears… Yes, I have spent a lot of time researching… An hour has gone by already? Wow. Studying elephants is so fascinating… Did you just ask what all I have written down? Are you sure you want the answer to that question?... Okay, okay, I’ll show you (holds up a piece of paper that says, “Elephants are big!!!!”)… Yes, that’s all I have so far because that’s the most notable fact about elephants: An Elephant is big… Yes, ma’am, I’ll work harder. (sighs and exits)
Dad and Mom won’t buy us video games. They never let us stay up late to play computer games except on the weekend of our birthday. Instead, we have to do things like clean the house, even though I bet they could afford a maid. They insist that we get good grades and if we don’t, they blame us, not the teacher. I would rather pull weeds in the garden than the extra homework our parents make us do when we get bad grades. When my button popped off, Mom handed me needle and thread and said, “Go for it. I believe in you.” I rolled my eyes when she wasn’t looking because I didn’t to weed the garden again that day. When we get sick and stay home from school, mom makes sure we stay in bed. No watching tv, no computer games, no nothing but sleep. I’ve decided to never get sick. My dad sometimes brings home a dessert after work and one day he brought home a German chocolate cake! Sadly, my brother—even though he’s little—didn’t get any because he refused to eat all his vegetables and threw the peas across the room. My sister and I ate our peas up as fast as we could. We got cake. We thought our little brother was so cute when he came into the kitchen in his pajamas and said, “Please, may I have some peas and cake?” But, no. My strict parents told him “maybe next time.” (shaking head; whining) All of the kids in my family are deprived of the good things in life.