A lesson about good things from God.
D.B. – a good albeit not very bright bunny
MISS REBECCA – the teacher who sets him straight
(MISS REBECCA starts on stage.)
D.B.: Good morning, Miss Rebecca.
MISS REBECCA: Hi, D.B. I hear someone is going to have a birthday.
D.B.: Oh, really? Who? Who is going to have a birthday? I love birthdays. Who is it? Who? Who? Who?
MISS REBECCA: You are, silly.
D.B.: Oh, that is right. I am going to have a birthday. I am so excited!
MISS REBECCA: Do you want anything special for your birthday?
D.B.: I was going to ask my dad for a Lego Bionic Bunny video game, but I decided not to.
MISS REBECCA: That sounds like fun. Why didn't you ask him?
D.B.: Because I was afraid he'd give me a tarantula instead.
MISS REBECCA: Why would he…
D.B.: I do not like tarantulas.
MISS REBECCA: I don't blame you, but…
D.B.: They are creepy.
MISS REBECCA: That's a matter of opinion.
D.B.: They are big, hairy spiders.
MISS REBECCA: D.B.
MISS REBECCA: D.B., why would your dad give you a tarantula instead of a video game?
D.B.: I do not know, but he might.
MISS REBECCA: Does your dad love you?
D.B.: (insulted) Of course he loves me.
MISS REBECCA: Then why would he give you something bad when you asked for something good?
D.B.: I had not thought of that.
MISS REBECCA: Loving parents don't give their kids bad things.
D.B.: Then why do they make me eat Brussels sprouts?
MISS REBECCA: That's different. Brussels sprouts are good for you. Are tarantulas good for you?
D.B.: Oh, no. They can bite.
MISS REBECCA: Then your parents won't give you a tarantula.
D.B.: But what if I wanted one?
MISS REBECCA: Do you want one?
MISS REBECCA: Then it doesn’t matter. Are you going to ask your dad for the Bionic Bunny game now?
D.B.: Oh, yes. I feel much better about it now.
MISS REBECCA: Good. Happy birthday, D.B.
D.B.: Thanks, Miss Rebecca.
MISS REBECCA: You're welcome, D.B.
D.B.: Bye, Miss Rebecca.
MISS REBECCA: Bye, D.B.