Meng Jenny makes friends.

First act

Time: a winter

Venue: In front of the hotel

People: me, my colleagues and little Sandy.

Narrator: It happened in Edinburgh (the wind blew). It was a cold winter (sad music sounded, and little Sandy came to us from the left side of the stage, dressed in rags, with a blue face and red feet).

Sandy: (trembling pitifully) Please buy a box of matches, sir!

Colleagues; (coldly) No, we didn't.

Little sandy: (pleading tone becomes strong) It's only a penny to buy a box of matches!

Me: (touching his pocket) I'll buy it tomorrow. ...

Little Sandy: (eagerly, her voice trembled even more, begging like a beggar) Ah! Please buy it now. I'm hungry. I can change it for you.

(Little Sandy takes a shilling and runs to the right of the table. )

Act ii

Time: evening

Location: Inside the hotel.

People: I, Little Libby, the waiter.

The light is on, and in the room, I read quietly.

Me: (to himself doubtfully) Why hasn't that boy come back yet? Is it because I was cheated? But he is sincere and doesn't look like a greedy man. ...

(After a while, the waiter came from the right and there was a knock at the door. )

Me: (waking up) Come in.

Attendant: (entering the door) Sir, someone is calling 1 for you.

I thought for a moment, then nodded to let the man in. Little Libby waved and went on stage. )

Me: (looking up, I realized it wasn't Sandy, a little disappointed, and then asked doubtfully) What can I do for you?

Little Libby: (after a long search, I only found a few pennies) Sir, are you the gentleman who bought matches from Sandy?

Me: (happily and kindly) Yes.

Little Libby: (sobbing at once) Here is the four pence you got back from that shilling. My brother can't come. A carriage knocked him down and ran over him. His hat is gone, his matches are gone, and seven pence is gone. Maybe he will die. ...

(A sad cry)

Act iii

Time: evening

Venue: Sandy's home

People: Little Sandy, Little Libby, me

Sandy lay on a broken bed groaning. With the sad music, Libby and I walked onto the stage and came to the bed. Sandy saw me and stood up with tears in her eyes. Libima and I went up to help. At this point, the music stopped. )

Little Sandy: I (after that, he stared at me intently, while Libby was crying softly and silent).

Me: (suddenly turning around, I hold Sandy's hand and say) I'll take care of little Libby.

When the music started, Little Libby and Little Sandy looked at me excitedly, and suddenly the music became stronger.

Narrator: In the middle of the night, little Sandy left peacefully, but his lovely appearance and honest quality remained in my heart forever.

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Iron pots and pottery pots

Adapted pottery and iron pots

There are two pots in Wang's kitchen, one is made of iron and the other is made of pottery. The proud clay pot looks down on the tin pot and often mocks it.

"Do you have my beauty? Iron jar! " Asked the clay pot haughtily.

"Of course I'm not as beautiful as you, clay pot sister." The humble tin can replied.

"You see I have a beautiful dress, like silk, bright and slippery, and beautiful patterns, do you have it?

Ugly! "Potter said in a more contemptuous tone.

"I'm not as beautiful as you, but I'm not worse than you." Tin can argued, "We were born to carry things for people.

Not beautiful to each other. Although I am not beautiful, I am strong. Besides ... "

"Shut up!" Tao was angry. "What qualifications do you have to compete with me! You are all black, like a mass of black mud, ugly.

Rough guy! "

"Let's be friends and stop arguing!" The tin can said softly.

"Make friends with you, dream on! You want to stay with me because of this ugly thing! " The clay pot said angrily.

Tin can stop paying attention to clay pots.

The casserole thought that the iron pot had given up, so it danced proudly and hummed, "I am the most beautiful pot in the world."

Who dares to compare with me? "It twisted, happily singing, jumping, twisted to the edge of the table. At this time, the tin can was anxiously lifted.

Wake up and say, "Stop jumping, or you will fall to the ground and break!" " "

The clay pot gave him a contemptuous look and continued to dance. Suddenly, the body tilted and fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.

"How did that happen? I shouldn't ... "The clay pot closed its eyes painfully.

There is only one gray tin can left in the king's chef.

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Time: one morning.

Characters: Conway, Jenny, Jenny's mother, Mr. Gitler, Amon, Amon's sister, salesgirl.

Props: old shoes, counters, sweaters, socks, shoe stores.

(Narrator: In a small town, there lived an old man-Mr. Conway. She and Jenny, a pupil, are very sensitive and forget each other. Today, I don't know why, the old gentleman called Jenny early! )

(Mr. Conway and Jenny take the stage)

Jenny: What can I do for you, old man?

Conway: Please send these old shoes to Gitler Shoe Store in the city for repair.

Jenny: Never mind. It is right to do something for you.

(Amon, Amon's sister is from afar)

Amon: Sister, I'm thirsty!

Sister: thirsty? (Looking around) Huh? Look, there is a family over there. Let's leave now.

(Amon, Amon's sister walks up to Mr. Conway)

Sister: Hello, Grandpa! Sister is thirsty and wants to drink water with you as an excuse.

(Old Mr. Conway gets up to scoop water, and Amon drinks water)

After Amon finished drinking water, her sister chatted with Mr. Conway, and Jenny greeted Amon outside the window.

Amon: What's wrong?

Jenny: Where did you buy this sweatshirt? how much is it?

Amon: In the shops in the city, 3 yuan paid for one, and the shelves were full of this kind of sweatshirt.

Jenny: I'm going to buy one, too

Amon: Go and buy it. This kind of sweatshirt is very popular for children in the city.

Jenny: OK. (Think) Let's play a game!

Amon: OK!

(Jenny and Amon play games)

Sister: Amon, we should go!

Amon: Let me play again!

Sister: No, it's getting late. We have to catch the bus!

Amon: Well, then, goodbye!

Jenny: Will you come to visit me again when you are free?

Amon: OK.

(Amon leaves with Amon's sister)

(Old Mr. Conway pays)

Conway: Sorry, son, that's all I have.

Jenny's shoes are ready to leave.

Conway: Fix your shoes quickly and tell Mr. Gitler that I will sit here and wait for you to come back.

(Jenny leaves and walks home)

(Jenny goes home)

Jenny: Mom, I'm back!

Mother: I'm back! What can I do for you, old Mr Conway?

Jenny: He asked me to repair his shoes.

Mother: Well, how did you? ...

Jenny: Mom, I see a very beautiful sweater.

Mother: I want to buy it!

Jenny: Hmm!

Mother: How much is it?

Jenny: No, it's only three dollars.

(Mom pays)

Mother: Here is the money. Go buy it!

Jenny: Thanks, Mom, I'm leaving!

Mother: Pick a better one and be careful on the road.

Jenny: I see, Mom. Goodbye!

(Jenny comes to the clothing store)

Shop assistant: Do you buy clothes, little friend?

Jenny: I want to buy this sweater at the counter.

Shop assistant: Oh, this kind of sweatshirt costs $3 each. It's the latest style, and all children wear it now.

Jenny: (choosing a sweater) Aunt, I want this one!

Shop assistant: OK, here, let me help you put it on. Take a picture, how beautiful it is!

(Jenny looks in the mirror)

Jenny: It's beautiful. Aunt, here is the money.

Shop assistant: Welcome to come again next time, little friend.

Jenny: Goodbye, Aunt!

(Jenny comes to the shoe repair booth)

Jenny: Please repair these shoes, Mr. Gitler!

(Gitler sees shoes)

Gitler: It can't be repaired any more. The soles are broken!

Jenny: Is it really impossible to fix it?

Gitler: It's really beyond repair. Buy a new pair!

Jenny: Oh, OK! Goodbye!

Goodbye!

(Jenny has gone home again)

Jenny: Mom!

Mother: Did you buy a sweatshirt?

Jenny: Mom, I don't want to buy this sweater.

Mother: Why?

Jenny: I want to buy a pair of shoes for Mr Conway, because he has no shoes to wear, ok?

Mother: Good! You are such a sensible child! Go buy it!

Jenny: OK, bye!

(Jenny comes to the clothing store again)

Shop assistant: There you go again, little friend!

Jenny: Sorry, aunt, I don't want to buy this sweater.

Shop assistant: Why? Is this sweater so beautiful?

Jenny: I want to buy a pair of shoes for Mr Conway. He has no shoes to wear.

Shop assistant: You are such a sensible child! The old gentleman has been here several times and has always wanted to buy shoes with such soft soles. 4.5 dollars a pair, I'll take it out for you and see for yourself! This pair of shoes is especially warm, and the sole is pure beef tendon. All the old people in the street wear this.

Jenny: (choosing shoes) Aunt, I'll take this pair!

Shop assistant: OK, I'll wrap it for you.

Jenny: Auntie, can I buy this sweatshirt for 1 45 cents?

Shop assistant: OK, I'll give you a pair of stockings.

Jenny: Aunt, here is the money. Bye, auntie!

Shop assistant: Come and play when you are free, little friend!

(Jenny goes back to old Mr. Conway)

Jenny: Old man, Gitler says your shoes can't be repaired any more.

Conway: Oh, well, you can leave it here. I'll fix it myself. Maybe I can wear it for a while.

Jenny: Mom gave me 3 yuan money, and you got 1 45 cents, so I bought you a new pair of shoes.

(Jenny hands the shoes to Mr Conway)

Conway: (surprised) Oh, great, great, son, this is just the kind of shoes I've always wanted to buy, but I haven't had time to buy them. Now you bought it for me, thank you so much!

Jenny: You're welcome. My aunt also gave me a pair of long waist socks, which I gave you.

Conway: Oh, great, thank you, thank you!

(Jenny is ready to leave)

Conway: Wait a minute, son!

Jenny: Do you need anything else, old man?

Conway: (takes out a sweater from the room) Look, what is this?

Jenny: (happily) A sweatshirt? How beautiful!

Conway: This is for you, son.

Jenny: For me? Old man, how did you buy it?

Conway: The little girl is back again. I gave her a new puppy.

Jenny: So, you don't have a puppy? What should we do?

Conway: (laughs) It doesn't matter. Can I have another puppy?