Theatrical Script: Color and Capacity
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INFORMATION SHEET LEVEL: SECONDARY
THEATRICAL SCRIPT: MY COLOR DOES NOT DETERMINE MY GRADE: THIRD
AÑO: 2022
CAPACITY
UNIT N°07 - BIMESTER N° IV
My color does not determine my ability
Autora: Clara Pérez
4 personajes:
1.- Pedrito: Child who suffers an accident.
2.- María: Mother of Pedrito.
3.- Arturo González: A man with dark skin who tries to help Pedrito.
4.- Nurse: Who communicates with Pedrito's mom.
ACT 1
Setting: A place with a tall wall where Pedrito climbs to play.
Introduction: María is sitting on a bench while Pedrito plays.
running and jumping all over the place, even climbing onto a wall and starting to
balancing, not achieving it and falling from height, hitting themselves very
strong.
María (somewhat distracted reading a magazine): Pedrito don't run, you're going to fall.
Pedrito (not paying attention to his mom and continuing to jump from side to side): No
I'm falling, mom, I'm very agile.
Maria (without lifting her head from the magazine she is reading): Well, I already told you, if you
I'm going to punish you and we won't go out to play again.
Pedrito (not paying attention to what his mother was saying, climbs up the wall): Look
Mom, I'm going to walk on the tightrope.
María (lifting her face and looking where Pedrito is): Pedrito, come down from
there!
Pedrito (doing flips): nothing happens, mom... Ahhhhhhhh
Pedrito collapses before his mother's eyes, who drops the magazine and runs.
terrified, looking towards where her son has fallen. Nearby, there is a man.
color that upon seeing what happened rushes to offer their help
Maria (shouting anxiously): Pedrito son, Pedrito. Please help me!
Arturo (approaching Pedrito and crouching down near him to check on him):
Calm down, ma'am, let me see how the child is doing.
María(mirando con malos ojos a Arturo):Suelte a mi hijo ¿Usted que va a saber
How are you? Do you want to help? Call a doctor.
Arturo (trying to explain to her): Ma'am, please calm down, I...
María (unintentionally not wanting to hear reasons): What calms me? My son is unconscious and you...
Disturbing there, I already told him to let go of it. What could a black person know about medicine?
Stay away from my son now.
What needs to be done, is done
Arturo (trying to speak again): Ma'am, the child has vital signs, yes
let me... well look here comes the ambulance, someone already called it, let's take it
to the hospital for the child.
Mary (annoyed): Are we going? I'm going to take my son to the hospital and you go.
to distance oneself from him, who knows what he is really looking for?
Arturo remains silent as he watches them lift the boy into the ambulance and the
they take him to the hospital.
ACT 2
Setting: Hospital waiting room.
Introduction: María anxiously awaits news from her son.
Nurse (approaching María): Good afternoon, ma'am
Maria (anxious): Good afternoon nurse, tell me, how is my son?
Nurse (placing her hand on Maria's wrist and smiling): He will be
Very well, ma'am, fortunately he was attended to by one of the best doctors.
What is in this whole city and your son will recover very soon. But sit down and
I hope that soon Dr. Arturo González will come to talk to you and will be able to
ask him all the questions you have.
Maria (a bit more laid back): Thank you, miss.
Maria takes a seat, playing with her hands and looking towards where she knew they had.
to her son, when she sees the man who tried to help her at the moment of
accident, this time in a white coat and walking confidently towards her.
Arturo (approaching María and extending his hand): Nice to meet you, ma'am, I am
Dr. Arturo González, I attended to your son and he is completely out of danger.
It will stay under observation for a couple of days and then you will be able to take it home and care for it.
according to our recommendations.
María (barely able to speak and not knowing what to say): Were you the doctor who...
Did you attend? The best doctor in this hospital? Oh doctor, how embarrassing I feel, of
I'm sorry, and thank you very much for saving my son. I think I judged him wrong.
Arturo (smiling slightly): You did not judge me, ma'am, you judged my color.
of skin, he thought that because he was a dark-skinned man he could know nothing about
medicine, don't do that again, if this had been more serious, for your
discrimination, your son could have lost his life.
Maria (looking down, embarrassed): You are right, doctor, I have acted poorly.
Arturo (smiling to ease her): It's nothing ma'am, a lesson from life.
Accompany me so that I can see your son.
Both walk towards the room, María still not daring to lift her head.
the face of shame.
FIN.
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