By Joanne Miller


Two parents who go to a counselor for advice about their teenager discover he's actually quite normal.


Mr. & Mrs. Robertson parents of a teenager
Mrs. Muldoon counselor


(Scene opens with Mrs. Muldoon at her desk in her office.)

Mrs. Muldoon: (Picks up phone) Sally, please send in Mr. & Mrs. Robertson.

Mr. & Mrs. Robertson enter

Mrs. Muldoon: Good afternoon, Mr. & Mrs. Robertson.  Im Mrs. Muldoon.  Its nice to meet you.   (Holds out hand to Mr. Robertson)

Mr. Robertson: Good afternoon, Mrs. Muldoon, its nice to meet you, too.

Mrs. Robertson: Thank you for seeing us today.

Mrs. Muldoon: Please, sit down.  My secretary told me you are having a serious problem, and she was able to reschedule some of my other clients.

Mrs. Robertson: We really appreciate it.

Mr. Robertson: Yes, we do.

Mrs. Muldoon: I see here from the form you filled out that you have 3 children, Jeremy, Laura, and Annie.

Mrs. Robertson: Thats right.

Mrs. Muldoon: Jeremy is the oldest at age 15.

Mrs. Robertson: Yes, then Laura who is 12 and Annie who is 4.

Mrs. Muldoon: And what seems to be the problem?

Mr. Robertson: You can probably guess just from that sheet you have in front of you.  Were having a problem with Jeremy.

Mrs. Muldoon: What kind of problem?

Mrs. Robertson: Well, its the way hes acting.  He doesnt want to be seen with us as a family, his clothes are atrocious, and his hair is even worse.  Im never sure what color its going to be when he comes out of the bathroom.

Mr. Robertson: You mean if he comes out of the bathroom.  We could just put a small refrigerator and a microwave in there and wed be able to rent out his bedroom.

Mrs. Robertson: Some days he has his headset blaring so loud in his ears that he couldnt hear you if you were standing right next to him yelling FIRE.

Mr. Robertson: But let the telephone ring three rooms away and hes on it like flies on honey.

Mrs. Muldoon: Anything else?

Mrs. Robertson: Yesterday he got up at noon and complained to me about how tired he was.  It seems his father and I woke him up.  I was running the vacuum, and Frank was mowing the lawn.

Mr. Robertson: Were just not sure of how or when or why to discipline him.  Hes always been a kind, considerate kid, at least until the last 2 years or so.  Now it seems like were living with an alien.

Mrs. Muldoon: Well, all of the behavior you have described to me is pretty normal for a teenager.  Unfortunately, most teens seem to go through times like this.  They are trying to be independent and achieve adult status.  If you can think of it as a baby bird trying to learn to fly, it may help you to not be so anxious about Jeremy.

Mrs. Robertson:  Yes, but baby birds dont wear earrings all over their bodies.

Mrs. Muldoon: Does Jeremy have a favorite hobby?

Mr. Robertson: Yes, he does.  He loves to draw.  He thinks hes not very good at it, but he really is.

Mrs. Muldoon: I do have a suggestion for you, then, which may help relieve some tension at home.

Mr. Robertson: Anything you think will help well be willing to try.

Mrs. Muldoon: Id like you to encourage Jeremy in his art.  Think of creative ways you could use what he draws.  Could you have it put on some copier paper for his computer?  Maybe he could draw a picture for you to use on your correspondence.  Or maybe you could take him to a local artists show.

Mrs. Robertson: They do have one coming up next week.  Maybe we could take the whole family.

Mrs. Muldoon: It would be better if you could just take Jeremy, make him feel like the whole day is about him and his hobby.  Anything you can do to improve your communication with Jeremy will help all of you.

 Mr. Robertson: Well do that.  Thank you Mrs. Muldoon, we appreciate your time.  Now we only need one more thing from you today.

 Mrs. Muldoon: What is that?

 Mr. Robertson: A coat hanger for the car door.

Mrs. Muldoon: Uh, oh. Did you lock your keys inside?

 Mr. Robertson: No.  We left them in the car with Jeremy so he could listen to the radio.

Mrs. Muldoon: Cant Jeremy let you in then?

Mr. Robertson: He CAN, but he WONT. (Mrs. Robertson shakes head in agreement.)

Copyright John & Joanne Miller, all rights reserved.
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