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)