By Debra S. Coughlin
It is easy sometimes to wear a mask, but God knows the condition of our
I Sam 16:7
…for man looketh on the outward appearance, but the LORD looketh on
5 young women (Susan, Gloria, Rock Garden Princess, Shopper 1 and Shopper
One young Doctor
One Doctor: (never actually speaks)
(Enter Shopper 1 and Shopper 2 carrying shopping bags)
Shopper 1: Did you hear that there’s a new cute doctor down at the
Shopper 2: Yea, I heard, and guess what. He’s open for a free
clinic today. I think he’s checking for heart disease. I heard
there’s free stuff and prizes, too.
Shopper 1: You want to get a bunch of us together and check it out?
Shopper 2: Why not, it might be fun. Meet you back here in an hour
- we’ll both make some calls.
Scene 2 – Doctor's rooms
(Enter five young women. Doctor enters on the other side with
Shopper 1: Hey, Susan why don’t you go first. Everyone knows
your heart is fine. You’re engaged to the most promising lawyer this
town ever saw. Not to mention your Daddy is the richest man in town.
Susan: The fact that I can beat you all on the tennis court makes it
pretty much a sure bet it’s a good ticker too. Alright, it will be
good for a laugh, I’ll go first.
(She wanders over to the doctor and he points her to behind the screen.
As she stands behind the screen she holds up a broken heart shown with
a flashlight. The doctor shakes his head and writes on his clipboard
and motions for her to return to the group.)
Shopper 2: Ok, Gloria, you go next. I know heart disease runs
in your family, but don’t be scared. Besides I’m sure you don’t get too
much cholesterol eating down at the silly soup kitchen you run.
Gloria: That soup kitchen feeds many of our town’s poor
and it’s good enough for me. I’m not scared.
(As she stands behind the screen a perfect heart is shown and the doctor
is all smiles. He motions for her to come out and shakes her hand
as she leaves the stage.)
(Next person notices the doctor waving them on.)
Princess: Ok, I guess I’m up. Gloria can get back to her charity
work. Not that she’d ever ask me to help - she knows I could never
work with those people.
(She walks behind the screen, and the shadow of a big hard rock can
be seen. The doctor looks very concerned and motions her back to
the waiting room.)
(Last but not least are our two shoppers. The first one looks
Shopper 1: Why don’t you go next. I’ll wrap it up at the end.
I don’t even know why we did this in the first place.
Shopper 2: Because it’s fun, silly. Why, if he’s cute maybe
I will just fake a heart attack. That would get his attention quick
(She giggles as she goes to the screen. When she gets behind the screen
the doctor looks puzzled – as if he’s looking for something he cannot find.
The light shines but there is nothing there.. her heart is completely empty
- just a shell. He motions for her, too, to return and the last shopper
to come up.
The Last shopper nervously heads for the screen. When she is
behind the screen there is her heart for all to see - wrapped in bandages.
Wounded. In sadness, the doctor puts his arm around her and returns her
to the chairs. The doctor has his back to audience as the women look at
him with shock on their faces. He mimes talking to each of them, then he
walks off the stage. The women gather their belongings.)
Shopper 1: Why, the nerve of that man. Someone should see he never
practices medicine in our town!
Susan: I know I am going to speak to my father. How dare
he ask if he could help ME. ME! I have everything. It’s
I who could have helped him if he had any sense at all..
Rock Garden Princess: Did you hear him tell me I should reach
out to others more! Like I don’t have more important things to do!
(They start off the stage with the wounded heart sadly following behind.)
Susan: Come on (yells to the Wounded Heart) We are going to be
late for choir practice. You know how Pastor counts on us sitting
there in the front as an example for the rest of the congregation.
Copyright Debra S. Coughlin, all rights reserved.
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