STAR PUPIL
Written by Kim Griffin
humourfirst@hotmail.co.uk
CHARACTERS
MR TOM: A very enthusiastic and passionate teacher who is terrible at reading situations.
MR CLARKE – Doting father of Paul.
MRS CLARKE- Doting mother of Paul
STACEY- Pupil who has just escaped an explosion.
MR TOM’S CLASSROOM
MR TOM:
Mr and Mrs Clark, please come in, take a seat. Right so, I have little Paul’s report here. He is fast becoming the star pupil, you should be very proud!
MR CLARKE:
Brilliant, we were worried about how he would settle in to his new school. Can I ask what he’s doing best at right now?
MR TOM:
You’re son is ace-ing subjects across the board! But his poetry, his poetry Mr and Mrs Clarke is what really makes Paul stand out.
MRS CLARKE:
His poetry? Paul used to hate English!
MR TOM:
I’m amazed! He is so talented! He wrote this poem last week..
‘Dear Mr Thom, I have a problem and hope that you can help me? I feel very lonely and sometimes I get so angry I set fire to strangers. Please help me, I want to die, Yours Paul Clarke’
Exquisite. Most youths his age are too scared to step out of using a rhyming system, but Paul just went for it and I am thrilled for him.
MRS CLARKE:
I’m quite curious about the Religious Studies course, Mr Tom. In his old school Paul used to be very interested in it. Has the school encouraged it?
MR TOM:
Oh absolutely, if there is anything about any pupil that stands out I make sure it’s brought to light and handled with care. In fact, Paul has managed to carry his interest in R.E in to his art, in particular this painting which was done after my lesson in reincarnation.
((Shows a kiddy painting of Paul dead with the caption ‘ I don’t want to live this life anymore’.))
Inspiring work. Needless to say good work is always rewarded and so I decided to let young Paul carry on with his science project in the playground. The other children are out there now watching.
((EXPLOSION, comical amounts of blood splatters all over the window behind Mr Tom’s desk))
They’re all a bit jealous really.
MRS CLARKE:
Yes well Mr Tom, thank you for your time. We should be heading home now.
MR TOM:
It was my pleasure. I look forward to seeing you again.
((MR AND MRS CLARKE EXIT, ENTER STACEY WHO IS BLEEDING AND IN TEARS FROM PAUL’S PLAYGROUND EXPLOSION.))
Good heavens Stacey. Those are magnificent tears. We’ll make an actress of you yet eh?
((Ruffles her hair.))
Now go on, off with you.