CURTAIN

 

 (The children are sitting in rows of chairs facing the audience. They sway together slowly, back and forth, up and down.)

 

Child #1

The world is flat. We’re gonna sail right off the edge and into the netherworld, mein gosh.

 

 All

(groan)

Child #2

We’re doomed!

 

 All

(groan)

 Child #3

Hey, you guys! That’s defeatism. We have to remember what we’re made of!

 

Child #4

Snails and puppy dog tails?

 

 Child #3

No. We’re made of stronger stuff. The stuff of legends. Dreams and prayers and never-give-up. We’re actors on a mission.

 (pause, they all roll about again)(sing)