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Readers Theater

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Reader’s Theatre Mechanics

1. The contest is open to Grade 9 and 10 students.


2. Each group or section must contain 10 -15 participants only.
3. The piece to be performed in the Reader’s Theatre for Grade 9 must be,
“___________________and “Just One Question” for Grade 10.
4. Each participants is allowed to bring a copy of the contest piece mounted in a white long
folder
ensuring they are comfortable in the duration of the performance..
5. Participants are encouraged to understand their characters' motivations, emotions, and
personalities to enhance their portrayal.
6. Participants should convey emotions through their voice and facial expressions.
Let
the audience feel the characters' joy, sorrow, anger, or any other relevant emotions
7. Coordinate with other performers to ensure smooth transitions between characters and
scenes.
Timing and synchronization are crucial.
8. Participants should observe reading of the piece aloud clearly and articulately. Pay attention
to
enunciation and pronunciation to ensure the audience can follow the dialogue easily.
.

Reader’s Theatre

Presentation – 30%
Voice – 35%
Cooperation/ teamwork – 25%
Overall Performance – 10
JUST ONE QUESTION
Reader’s Theatre piece

Characters
Girl Colleague
Brother Classmate
Teacher Friend

Girl: There was once a time in my life when everything seemed okay! I thought I
did everything right. Things were going my way.
Brother: You were my sister!
Teacher: My student,
Friend: My friend,
Colleague: I worked with you all the time.
Classmate: You were nice whenever I saw you.
Girl: See? My life was fine.
Brother: I couldn’t have asked for a better sister; you were strong when I was the
weakest. You protected me, but of course something stayed a secret.
Teacher: You were a good student. Quiet and respected what I taught. We shared
the same opinion, or at least that’s what I thought.
Classmate: You sat with me in class, and we always seem to agree. You said it was
okay to believe what I believe.
Colleague: There is that one day at work, when you took the time to listen to the
news that I was pregnant. You supported my decision.
Friend: Remember when we were little and we played tag all the time? I was your
best friend and you were mine. Huh, mine? And things they were... fine,
weren’t they?
Girl: As far as I can see.
Friend: I have just one question. Why didn’t you witness to me?
Girl: What?
Friend: Why didn’t you witness to me?
Colleague: No wait, why didn’t you care?
Brother: If the truth you had could save us,
Classmate: Then why wouldn’t you share?
Girl: I don’t know what to say
Friend: Clearly!
Girl: I’ve just known you for so long, I didn’t think you’d want to listen.
Friend: Well guess what, you were wrong!
Brother: You knew the truth?
Friend: You didn’t tell us!
Teacher: “Go, make disciples”, huh?
Colleague: How can you do this?
Classmate: You were a Christian?
Girl: What have I done?
Brother: I thought you were a Christian. Sometimes you even went to church, but
you never tried to bring me. It’s not like it would have hurt.
Teacher: I couldn’t stand the thought of church, I thought Christian arguments were
weak. I didn’t know that that was true. That’s something textbooks don’t
teach!
Classmate: So, your gospel, it was true? Jesus really was the Saviour? I thought
Mohammad was the Great Prophet? Is Jesus greater?
Girl: Well yes, Jesus is the Lord. You didn’t pray the sinner’s prayer?
Classmate: No, I was Muslim and you didn’t share!
Colleague: You’re telling me you were a Christian.
Girl: Yeah.
Colleague: So, were you just having fun? When you said my decision was okay to
abort my son?
Girl: Wait, don’t blame this on me! I’m not the problem here.
Teacher: Then explain how all of this happened.
Friend: I think it’s very clear.
Classmate: You were supposed to tell us! That’s not hard at all!
Girl: You don’t understand!
Classmate: What? That Christians don’t respond to the call?
Brother: You were my sister. You could have shared some blood and died for me. I
guess you don’t find them important like the blood of family.
Classmate: So, I was a Muslim. You could have talked to me. Was it that scary to tell
me the truth?
Girl: I figured that someone else might do it;
Classmate: That person was supposed to be you!
Teacher: People like you are the reason I left. Those who served God, Holy in
speech! Christians should witness, even I know that! Why don’t you
practice what you preach?
Colleague: I thought Christians didn’t believe in murder?
Girl: They don’t!
Colleague: Then why would you agree? You were supposed to have this life in you,
Yet you let me kill the life in me!
Friend: I was your best friend; you still have nothing to say?
Girl: I’m sorry, it wasn’t that easy!
Friend: Why? because I was gay?
Girl: Don’t get me wrong. I know I could have changed this, but I didn’t want to
accept the truth. I won’t have to dedicate my life. I just wanted to be like
all of you
Brother: Is that why you became Christian? So, you won’t have to burn in hell?
Well, your little disguise didn’t work. Truth is more than just some story to
tell.
All: Why didn’t you witness to me? Why didn’t you care? If the truth you had
can save us, then why wouldn’t you share?
Girl: I didn’t know it would end like this!
Teacher: Actually, you did!
Girl: I’m sorry!
Colleague: Doesn’t cut it!
Classmate: You could have changed the way they lived!
Girl: I’m sorry! I wish I could go back and do this over somehow. I should have
shared the truth.
Friend: Yeah, you should have.
All: BUT WE’RE ALL IN HELL NOW.
Girl: There was once a time in my life, when everything seemed okay, but I
didn’t accept the gospel that’s why I’m in hell too. My life didn’t show
Christ. It was fake. I didn’t witness nor live it out.
All: So, because you are lukewarm, and neither hot nor cold, I will spit you out
of my mouth!

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