Christmas Mouse
Cast: 1 person—adult or youth—who does not mind scurrying around on the stage.
Equipment: Wireless microphone. Costume optional (perhaps padded)
Church Mouse
waddles to center stage, obviously stuffed from over eating. Once on stage, looks carefully left and right
before speaking.
Whew! No cats in sight. There is no way I could out run even an old
decrepit cat in my state. Do you know
how many crumbs fall on the floor between Thanksgiving and Christmas?
Oh, Hello,
sorry, I thought I was just talking to myself.
Yes, it’s me your favorite church mouse again back just in time for
Christmas.
[Holds
stuffed mid-section]. Twelve days of
Christmas—are you kidding me? It is a
month-long Christmas feast for me.
[Looks left
and right again searching for cats.
Resumes speaking when all appears to be clear].
Here’s the
thing. While I am chowing down like no
other time of the year, these people are stressing out like never before. What should I get this person or that person? We have sooooo gone over our Christmas
budget.
What do we
get the kids? Is it Xbox or Wii or PlayStation
2017? Really? These things stress people out?
It is bad
enough that I have to be on the lookout for cats. The last thing I need is your 9-year old
thinking he is on a big game hunt and he has a Mouse Tag in his pocket just
waiting to put it on me.
BB
guns! You want real stress then try
seeing things from my perspective.
[Reaches
into pocket and pulls out a piece of candy cane].
Now here’s a
treat. This time of year everyone I know
calls me peppermint breath. I think that it’s a compliment. These things always shatter when you break
them. That means more for me on the
floor. I have a three-month supply
stored up. My breath will be pepper-minty
fresh well into the new year.
And what is
this squabbling over Merry Christmas and Happy Holy Days? I don’t get it. People should be full of Joy and they find
all sorts of things to argue about. How
can you sing [singing] Joy to the World and argue at the same
time? Multitasking? No, I don’t think so. If you are going to sing let earth receive her King, then you think joy would settle every
argument.
People seem
to miss the value of joy. They can sing
it but find it so hard to live it.
[Picks up a
piece of Christmas wrapping paper]
As for me
and my house, I love Christmas wrapping paper.
Some of that shiny stuff is just like a space blanket. The rest makes wonderful batting for my bed. In any case, I sleep better than your average
babe in a manger. You can [singing
again] Let it snow, let it snow, let it
snow all you want because I am going to be warm and colorful at the same
time.
What’s that
you say?
Oh, what
happened here earlier? People gathered and
sang and talked about all of the things that they got for Christmas. And that guy who does most of the talking
tried to explain that Jesus is the best gift ever.
Apparently,
Jesus doesn’t come with wrapping paper but is even better than an I-Phone 9 or
10 or…. I didn’t quite get all of that
but people were able to let go of their stress for a moment and enjoy a little
joy while they sang. I like being
included in the church songs at this time of year. You know, [singing] Let heaven and nature sing, let heaven and nature sing, [big smile
for audience and changes lyrics] And please no BB guns, and please no BB
guns, and please and please no BB guns…
[Walking off stage still singing,
then turning back for a moment].
Merry Christmas!
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