In my skype workshop on creating character, I asked students to choose a character (a person, an animal, or an object) to become. After a series of exercises, the students then had to write a monologue from the character’s point of view. Fifth grader David Scheele wrote this amazing monologue. See if you can guess what he is…
A Character Monologue
It has been sixty seven years since I was first stuffed into this horrid machine. Nobody has ever inserted a quarter to free us in a long, long time. Stuck here with my companions in the abandon candy shop ever since the year of 1945. We’re old now. It’s just me, Bob, Joe, Timmy, Frank, and Steve. We’re all crusty. I’m sure my grape flavor is dull by now, and I probably won’t chew nicely being all hard and crusty. It would be my dream for someone to come along and break the silence with quarters with jingling quarters in their pockets to free us all!
And right then and there, right in the middle of my daydreaming is when I hear it. Footsteps…and then I see a boy walk in, opening the door to the light, but with only one quarter in his hand. It will finally be my turn! I was next in line for freedom! He came up to us, silently putting his quarter in the slot, and cranking the knob to our glass ball that sat on top of us. I saw the opening and rolled right into it. I have escaped from the glass dome! I begin to roll down the metal slope tunnel…and waited. He opened the cover and I was there, just sitting there. Then he picked me up, but only to find the crustiness and mold on me. So, he threw me onto the ground, stomped on me, and I cracked. I busted into a million pieces…and then it struck me! I was too old. Never to be chewed. Not ever to be blown into a bubble.