A lesson about giftedness.
Cast:
DILLY – a southern fried chicken who doesn’t always get things straight
MR. MATT – the teacher who sets her straight
Props:
None
(MR. MATT begins on stage)
DILLY: How y’all doin’, Mr. Matt?
MR. MATT: Great, dilly. How are you?
DILLY: I’m finer than frog hair, but I having a mite of trouble.
MR. MATT: Maybe I can help.
DILLY: I hope so. I’m looking for your gift shop.
MR. MATT: We don’t have a gift shop.
DILLY: Fiddle-dee-dee.
MR. MATT: Is that a problem?
DILLY: Flora’s birthday is coming up, and I wanted to get her something extra special.
MR. MATT: What did you have in mind?
DILLY: Well, I was reading in the Bible about the gift of God, so I thought I’d get that for her.
MR. MATT: Get what for her?
DILLY: The gift of God.
MR. MATT: (incredulous) The gift of God?
DILLY: Actually, I don’t know her size, so I thought I would just get her the gift card of God.
MR. MATT: You can’t get Flora the gift of God.
DILLY: My heavenly days! Why not? She’s sweeter than Tupelo honey.
MR. MATT: It’s not a question of how sweet she is. That’s just not how you get the gift of God.
DILLY: Oh, is it something I have to get off the interwebs?
MR. MATT: No. First, you can’t give someone else the gift of God. That’s something that only God can give.
DILLY: Do tell.
MR. MATT: Second, the gift has already been paid for by Jesus’ death on the cross. You just have to accept it. That’s why it is called a gift.
DILLY: Well, butter my tail and call me a biscuit. I’ll have to be sure to tell Flora that she can get this gift straight from God.
(Pause)
MR. MATT: Is that it?
DILLY: I believe so. Why?
MR. MATT: You usually get all worked up and go rushing out of here.
DILLY: I realized that I’d gotten into that rut, so I’m turning over a new leaf. I’ve decided not to run around like a squirrel in a cage any more.
MR. MATT: Good for you. I figured you’d be frantic about coming up with a different gift for Flora’s birthday.
DILLY: (frantic) A gift! For Flora! Oh my! It plum skipped my mind! And she’s so hard to shop for, bless her heart. I must get to the store directly. (exits quickly)
MR. MATT: (stares at stage surprised at Dilly’s sudden departure)
DILLY: (reappears) I almost forgot – bye, y’all! (exits)
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