Zimbabwe

Cast:

Zimbabwe: Tristan Hobson
Castor: Taylor Scott
Narrator: Liz Edwards
Person #1: Sasha Farfel
Person #2: Carolyn Wanberg
Person #3: Brenda Garcia

Narrator: Once a long time ago in the land of corn, a great and powerful god named Zimbabwe: lived all alone.

Zimbabwe: I have lived all alone for the past thousand years and am very lonely. I long for someone to talk to and for someone to worship me. I am so sick of counting the endless clouds. Isn't there anything better to keep me company?

Narrator: Zimbabwe sat on his throne and thought very hard, when a wonderful idea came to him.

Zimbabwe: I have a great idea! I will make my own people to worship me and to talk to me. But what shall I make them out of.

Narrator: He was thinking and thinking, but an idea didn�t come to him until he was doing what he always did, count the clouds.

Zimbabwe: Counting clouds for a short time.

I've got it! I'll make my people out of clouds! There are many clouds, so if I take a few, it wouldn't even be noticed.

Narrator: Zimbabwe took a small chunk of the clouds and formed the shape of the people he wanted.

Zimbabwe: There. I'm done. These people are so beautiful and they will be all for my pleasure.

Narrator: He placed the people on the Earth and smiled admiring his wonderful creations.

Zimbabwe: I am so happy! I can only hope that they are exactly what I wanted. Now, to make my people come to life.

Narrator: The God then spoke the words of life.

Zimbabwe: Up I say, up. Come worship me and show me how wonderful you really are.

Narrator: All of his people stood up and started to work on planting their corn and on worshipping their creator.

Person #1: I hate working for some god, and I hate worshipping him too!

Person #2: Me too! I can�t stand it!

Person #3: Why should we worship some old fat dude?

Person #4: Why do you say that? He created us and put us on this earth. We should respect him for that. All he wants is for us to give him some respect, and that's the least we could give him.

Zimbabwe: Deeper voice. Worship the God

Everyone except person #4: Boo

Zimbabwe: How dare you disgrace your god? You have no right to say such things to your creator. Now you shall be punished, except for the honest one. I shall name you Castor due to your honesty. As for the rest of you, you shall die.

Narrator: Zimbabwe took a lightning rod from the heavens and destroyed all the people except Castor. Castor continued to do his work until one day when he went to his worshipping spot. He knelt down to talk to his creator.

Castor: Oh Zimbabwe. I'm very lonely. I know that I have you to talk to, but I long for a fair maiden to talk with and to love.

Zimbabwe: I understand my son. Go home and sleep. In your dreams you will come upon an idea. Create your idea, or be forever lonely. I leave you now.

Narrator: Castor went home confused, but did as the god advised. That morning when be woke up, he tried to remember his dream, but he couldn�t remember what he had dreamt about. He went out into the fields of corn and began his work. When the sun was high in the sky, he sat on a log and took out his lunch, corn. While he was eating, he thought of a wonderful idea. He would create a wife out of cornhusks. He knew that she would never be real, but it would be better than nothing. That night when he went home, he placed his fake wife on the table. That night Zimbabwe came and visited Castor.

Zimbabwe: Castor, I know that you are lonely and I feel that you deserve someone to love, so I am giving you the gift of having a beautiful wife.

Narrator: That morning when Castor woke up, a beautiful woman was cooking breakfast.

Castor: Oh my! I can't believe this. May I ask for your name?

Polluxia: my name is Polluxia, and I going to be your wife who will love you and comfort you.

Castor: I'm so happy. I promise to always love you, and that's no lie.

Narrator: Ever since they've been together, they've been happy and are now praising their god together.