The White Christmas and other Merry Christmas Plays — John Shaqi
The White Christmas and other Merry Christmas PlaysHare, Walter Ben
Religion
The White Christmas and other Merry Christmas Plays
Hare, Walter Ben
Christmas plays
JACK FROST. Of course you can't. You are looking through the wrong
end. Turn it around.
ANITA (_looks up and off R. through telescope_). Oh, now I can see the
stars. And, oh, look! I see a leetla, teeny-weeny thing way, way
off--far up in the sky. Look, Jack Frost, is that the air ship?
(_Fast music, played softly._)
JACK FROST (_looks through the telescope_). Yes, I believe it is.
ANITA (_dances wildly about the stage_). Oh, he's coming, he's
coming. I'm going to get to see Santa Claus! Is it not wonderful? I'm
going to see him. Let me look. (_Takes telescope._) Oh, it's getting
bigger and _bigger_ and BIGGER!
_Sleigh bells heard outside at R., far away in the distance._
JACK FROST (_capering around_). Hurray! daddy's coming! daddy's
coming!
ANITA. Now I can hear the bells. Oh, it's coming closer and _closer_
and CLOSER. Look out, it's going to hit the boat! (_Small toy air ship
flies across the stage at rear, with tiny lights twinkling in it.
Stretch a wire across rear of stage and high up, for the toy to run
on._)
JACK FROST. He flew right by us.
ANITA. Maybe he didn't see the boat. Oh, now he isn't coming at all.
JACK FROST (_looking out at L._). Yes, he is. He's landed right over
there. Here he comes; here he comes! (_Music and bells louder and
louder._)
ANITA (_runs to L._). Here we are, Santa Claus. This is the place.
Come in. Merry Christmas, Santa Claus, merry Christmas!
_Loud fast music. Enter_ SANTA CLAUS _from L._
SANTA CLAUS. Hello, there--where are you? It's so dark I can't see a
single thing.
JACK FROST. Hello, daddy; merry Christmas.
SANTA CLAUS (_shaking hands with him_). Hello yourself. Merry
Christmas to you, too. Are you all ready for me?
JACK FROST. Yes, it's all ready. The magical tree is just waiting for
your touch to turn into a real Christmas tree.
ANITA. Oh, we're going to have a real Christmas tree.
SANTA CLAUS. Hello, who's this young person?
JACK FROST. This is Anita.
SANTA CLAUS. And why isn't she sound asleep like the rest of the
children?
JACK FROST. She's such a good little girl that I told her she could
stay up with me and wait until you came.
SANTA CLAUS (_laughs_). Oh, ho; so you've made a hit with my boy, Jack
Frost, have you? Well, if that's the case, I guess you can stay.
ANITA. But all of the children would like to see you, Santa Claus.
See, they've prepared the candle and the wreath of holly and the star
of Bethlehem all for you. There's Sergius and Tomasso and Hulda and
Meeny and Hans and Yakob and Neelda and Ah Goo and Sano San and Mieze
and the leetla Dutch twins, Klinker and Schwillie Willie Winkum.
They've all been awfully good children. And Biddy Mary and Paddy Mike
they brought the candle. They're good, too.
SANTA CLAUS. Hurry, Jack, and fill up the shoes and stockings.
JACK FROST (_filling them from the sack_). Yes, daddy, I'm hurrying.
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