Skitt

Well the making of the skitt was ardous, honestly I really did not like doing it for the fact that I felt rushed and forced to do so, I mean it was fun, but at the expense of losing sleep and feeling like I wasted valuable time. None the less, here it is.

Title: Keeping up with the Normans

Group: The Zodiacs

Plot summary: In this short drama we have a typical dinner of a southern family turn into a huge tension fit. All of this due to the news the kids and wife have for the idealist husband…

Poem: Epitaph – Timothy Steele

Characters:

Edward Norman (father): Chris Aquino

Rebecca Norman (mother): Jessica Robles

Margaret Norman (daughter): Valerie Orlando

John Norman (son): Lemuel Rivera

Mathew Norman (son): Raúl Vargas

José Gonzalez (boyfriend): José Gonzalez

*The family is seated for as usual for dinner.*

Edward: Alright family, dinner is ready. (Walks in scene)

Margaret: Umm, Dad? I forgot to tell you that my boyfriend is coming over to eat with us.

Edward:  Erm, well it’s alright. I guess it’s somewhat unannounced, but we have enough food to share. What is he like? Where is he from? Where did you meet him?

Rebeca: Edward, honey, relax. Have some faith in our daughter. I’m sure she takes from me; she knows how to pick ‘em.

Edward: Alright, alright. I’ll just ask him when he gets here.

*knocking on door*

Margaret: That must be him, I’ll get it.

*The rest of the family resumes small talk*

Margaret: Well, family this is Jose. Jose, this is my father, mother, and my two brothers John and Mathew.

Jose: It’s an honor to be here, thank you for having me here Mr. Norman. (Proceeds to shake hand)

*Edward looks at him in a strange way*

Edward: Thank you, sit down. (As an order)

John: Well, Dad, there was this football game yesterday and our team completely clobbered the other school’s team. I mean, you should’ve been there. We grinded them to dust.

*Edward remains with his stare fixated on Jose*

Edward: Yeah, son. Sure sounds like a game. How about you Jose? Do you play any sports?

Jose: Yeah, I guess I dabble with some soccer.

Edward: Dabble? So, you don’t like commitment? Where did you learn this dabble?

Jose: Well, from my family. They learned back home.

Edward: Hm, where are you from?

Jose: Well, I am from here, but my family migrated from Mexico.

Edward: As illegal immigrants!?

Margaret: Dad!!

Edward: I have to ask for our own good!

Jose: No, sir. My family migrated legally.

Matthew: Dad, I think you should calm down.

John: Mat has a point, Dad. You’re taking it too far.

Edward: Too far!? Have I not raised you kids better than this? You are pure American, just like me. It is our job to defend the point of which our country is based.

Margaret: Dad, this is enough, you’re being a bigot.

Edward: Don’t you dare talk to your father that way, miss!

Rebeca: Hun, you’ve gotten too far. Sit down and apologize to Jose.

Edward: Oh, you’re defending the outsider too?

Jose: Don’t worry, I can just leave.

Margaret: No, Jose!

Rebecca: Please stay, dear.

Edward: Rebecca!

Rebecca: Edward.

John: Dad!

Edward: John!

Margaret: Dad!

Edward: Margaret!

Matthew: I’m gay…

Edward: WHAT!?

Matthew: Hm? Oh, nothing. The pasta is really good.

Edward: What did you say, son?

Mathew: Well, Dad. Honestly, I wouldn’t know how to tell you this, but I am gay.

Edward: What!? I thought I raised you better than this! You dare insult me like this, son? After all I’ve done for you?

John: Well, now that we’re confessing our thoughts, Dad, I’m an atheist.

Edward: You too? No, don’t tell me my whole family has gone rouge on me. Rebecca, please make some sense of this.

Rebeca: Honestly, I can’t help. I have been meaning to tell you this, but my father was African American.

Edward: So, you’re telling me filth runs in my bloodline? Oh, no! You know what? I need some air.

*storms out furious*

*stops and looks at the audience*

Edward: As the poet Timothy Steele would say: “Here lies my family’s dignity, it wasn’t golden, not even yellow”.

*leaves* *Family resumes dinner*

Margaret: I am so sorry for what happened. Really, he isn’t a bad man. He just thinks he still lives in that old world of his.

Jose: It’s alright. I am sure he will come around eventually.

Rebeca: It is either that or he won’t step a foot in here. Knowing him, it’ll take a while before he cools off.

John: Dad will be dad, though. Mat, how long have you been gay?

Mathew: Remember when I went skinny dipping in the lake with the lacrosse team?

John: Yeah?

Mathew: Use your imagination. How about you?

John: Remember the burnt pile of bibles in the nun’s locker room?

Mathew: You didn’t!

John: Nope, but I paid someone else to do it and framed the school bully.

*Everyone starts laughing*

Scene ends

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