Woman in the 20, 50, 6o and 80´S

Woman in the 20, 50, 6o and 80´S

Women through Decades
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An original production by ISFD 8 03 and Literature III students
THE 20’S
SCENE 1
SIGN reading “THE 20’S”
(Throughout the play, on stage there will always be two chairs and a table. Sunday morning, Emma wakes up from a party- with a hangover. Emma appears, well dressed but scruffy. Throughout the scene Emma looksmumbles, uninterested and unwilling, tired from last night and her mother works all over her look.)

Mother: (Impatient, almost yelling) Emma! Emma! Darling! Come on! You’re late…Robert’s here! Fix yourself up, darling! Look at your hair, such a mess….and your dress! Did you sleep on it by any chance?
Emma: Err…mm
Mother : You know you were not supposed to go out last night…you have to start behaving yourself, little girl…Oh, Robert’s here already!
(Enter Robert, dressed elegantly and holding flowers)
Robert: Good morning, ladies…Mrs. Jones…Emma. I’m so pleased to see you.
Mother: Robert, it’s marvelous to see you too…We were expecting you. Emma…Robert has something to tell you, I’m sure…
Robert: Emma, my darling, I think you may know what I am here for. Your mother and I have been talking about our future…our future…together
(Emma opens her eyes completely for the first time, surprised)
And we have agreed that the most convenient thing for us to do is to make our love official…in holy marriage. I think this is what we’ve been looking for…don’t you agree? You know my feelings for you…
(Mother butts in)
Mother: Oh, Emma! We- you are so lucky! Robert here is such a fine young man…and proposing! In these days! Where youngsters are only running wild, just wasting their lives in parties and pointless diversions…
Emma: Mother…
Mother: (in a serious tone, almost exaggeratedly) Oh, I think it’s a magnificent opportunity, what you’ve been looking for, don’t you think!?
Emma: Mum…
Mother: (dreamingly) You’re going to have such a beautiful life! Such a life! I already hear the wedding bells…...

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