Bedtime Stories
As Told by Our Dad
As Told by Our Dad
SPRING PERFORMANCE DATE: TBA
As Told by Our Dad
ANNOUNCEMENT: Auditions are now September 17th!
We are thrilled to begin preparations for our upcoming production of Bedtime Stories as Told by Our Dad.
Auditions will be held during class on September 17th . If your student will be absent, please contact me as soon as possible to arrange an alternate audition time.
1. Monologue
Choose one monologue from the provided packet to memorize and perform.
You may select a monologue that reflects a role you’re interested in, but casting is based on overall audition performance and it does not guarantee your desired role.
Be familiar with a second monologue (no need to memorize) in case you’re asked to read again.
Practice projection, expression, body language, and stage presence to bring your character to life. PROJECT PROJECT PROJECT!!! Become the character!
2. Students will also read a scene in a group. We are practicing these in class.
Audition Monologues
Dad:
WHAT ARE YOU DOING? YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE IN BED 20 MINUTES AGO!!! I TOLD YOU TO BE QUIET SO YOU DIDN’T WAKE UP YOUR MOTHER! …………………..MOMMY IS NOT GETTING FAT!! DON’T EVER, EVER SAY THAT! Not even as a joke. Trust me……………shhhhh I did not say peed. I said pea. Like the vegetable pea, not the people pea. The story is called the Princess and the PEA. Now settle down or I won’t tell it. Once upon a time in a faraway kingdom there was a queen……
One of the Kids:
Please oh please oh please can we get a puppy daddy? …………….Just tell us one story PLEASE! Mommy always tells us stories at bedtime! They have to be made up ones! I want a story about a dinosaur! No I wants the story about Rumpinsockelsteen!........... The princess who peed? Daddy said peed daddy said peed!...............I’m telling mom!..........MOMMY MOMMY MOMMY!
Queen:
People schmeeple! I don’t want to do this anymore. I want to do some things that are fun. I want to eat at McDonalds. I want to go snowboarding! I want to go to a casino and play the slots! Let my son become the king and then I can have fun while he gets to do all of these boring things!..................Youre getting married today buster because if I have to visit one more sewage plant or taste one more dish of sauerkraut, I’m going to scream.
Prince 1:
But Mummy, you know I can’t be king until I get married. And I’m not married. There’s noone for me to marry! I have to marry a princess and all of the princesses I know are just icky. And I am sorry, I just can’t marry any icky princess. So I’m afraid I will not become the king any time soon and you’ll just have to keep being queen.
Princess 1:
(sneezes and coughs) I’m allergic to that too! I’m allergic to gluten and soy and dairy and nuts and pets and grass and trees. I’m even allergic to my allergy medicine (blows nose) Are you wearing aftershave? Because I’m (HUGE SNEEZE)
Rumpelstiltskin:
Ummmmm…..Ahh……Iggity piggity, lickity split! Eye of a wombat and a bucket of spit! When you need some magic, just give me a holler. And I’ll be there as fast as….fifty dollars! Shazam! There you go, one pile of straw!