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A Birthday Party



By: Geraldine G. Flores (Ms. “G”) 

Candles spell out the traditional English birt...
Candles spell out the traditional English birthday greeting (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Children especially teenagers can easily be corrupted due to negative environmental factors, lack of guidance from the family and changes happening within themselves. This script shows how a promising student can go astray in a blink of an eye just after a birthday party:

Scene I – School Campus: Khairul, an outstanding lower school student is approaching some students looking at the list of the top students in year six. (all eyes are on him)

Zamri: Congratulations… Khairul! You’re the top one student again in year 6 for the
2nd term.
Khairul: Really? (looking at the bulletin board) Oh yes! I’ve made it again.
Lina: Congratulations… Khairul! You’re unbeatable!
Khairul: Thank you Lina, I know you can do it also. (All the other students say: “Congratulations!” to Khairul. He humbly smiled and replied “Thank you”. When Khairul walks away, Zamri runs after him)
Zamri: Khairul, please wait for me. (Khairul, stopped walking) It’s my birthday today. I hope you remembered. Have you told your dad about it? My friends will be very glad to meet you as I’ve always mentioned your name to them. They know that you are always the best!
Khairul: Thanks Zamri and “Happy Birthday” too but I forgot to ask permission from my dad to join your party. I’m so sorry.
Zamri: Oh! No, don’t be. I’ll wait for your dad too. Please ask his permission then I’ll ask our driver to send you home after my party. (Dad arrives…)
Khairul: Dad, this is my classmate, Zamri. It’s his birthday today. Can I join his party tonight? They’ll send me home dad .I forgot to tell you yesterday.
Zamri: Please sir, I’ll ask our driver to send him home. He is my best friend.
Dad: Okay, but be sure to be home by 9 o’clock.
Khairul: Sure dad. I will. Thank you.
Dad: (to Zamri) “Happy Birthday”.
Zamri: Thank you, sir. Yihey! Let’s go…
Khairul: Bye dad.
Dad : Bye.

Scene II – At the Party:
Zamri: We’re here. I’m starving now.
Khairul: This is not your house! You’re having your birthday party here? Where are your friends?
Zamri: Oh! Here they are… you see – they’re bringing lots of foods and drinks for us. You will enjoy this man, believe me. Come, I’ll introduce you to them..Ahman, Aziz, this is Khairul – our top 1 student in the class. Remember, what I’ve told you about him?
Ahmad: Ah, yes of course. Glad to meet you Khairul.
Khairul: Glad to meet you too. ( Khairul gave a handshake to both)
Aziz: I’ve brought with us something that you won’t forget for the rest of your life.
Khairul: What are you talking about? I think I don’t belong here. I have to go home now so I can study our lessons. Where is your driver Zamri?
Zamri: Oh! Don’t worry, my friend, he will fetch us by 8 o’clock so you will be home before 9 o’clock as what we’ve promised your dad. Don’t be a sissy! Come on! We’re hungry, let’s eat now..
Aziz: (going near Kairul) Don’t worry, we won’t bite you, he he. Just joking, friend. We have to enjoy life while we’re still young. You’ll see what I mean. It’s hard to explain! It’s magical! Oh, come on – let’s enjoy the party now. (Everyone eats, small talk about the food)
Ahmad: Now, try this one – just a smoke to help us digest our food. (Khairul tried smoking then coughs, everyone laughs)
Aziz: Try again friend, you’ll get used to it! Life becomes more beautiful with this (kiss the cigarette) and this one too (shows a pill) – with this you can fly! Get one now!
Khairul: No, I won’t! That might hurt me.
Zamri: Oh! No! This won’t hurt you – just take it like this (shows how) It feels so good! Let’s enjoy life friend, don’t be so serious. It’s my birthday, let’s celebrate! Eat… drink…and be merry!
Ahmad: Be a real man like us!
Aziz: You’re a sissy.
Khairul: No, I’m not!
Aziz: So, try this one now! ( Khairul was forced to get one pill. In a little while, a change in him happened. He is acting strange now. Asking for more smoke that was Marijuana. Music in the background plays whilw Khairul is enjoying the party)
Khairul: This is cool! Wooh! I feel like flying! (car coming)
Zamri: The driver is back, keep those things. Khairul! Let’s prepare for home now.
Khairul: No, I still want – give me that thing again. It’s so good!
Zamri: Sssh! Quiet… don’t mention this to anyone or else you’ll never get any of these again .Do you understand?
Khairul: Yes, yes, my best friend, mwaah! (kisses his forehead) “Happy Birthday! “ (car honking)
Zamri: Hurry up! The driver is waiting outside .Fix yourself now and remember next time we come here, you should bring money. Do you understand?
Khairul: Yes, my friend. See you again tomorrow.

Scene III – Back to School
Khairul: Look dad, your son is the number one student in year six. Aren’t you proud of me?
Dad: Of course, I am, okay? I believe you now. Good bye, I have to go to the office.
Khairul: Oops dad. Where’s my reward? (dad gives money)
Dad: You’re clever. That’s why you brought me here.
Khairul: He, he, thank you dad. Oh! Dad, we have a project to do after school. Don’t fetch me this afternoon, Zamri’s driver will send me home again. I’ll be home before 9 o’clock. Don’t worry.
Dad: Okay son. No problem. I trust you.
Voice over: This becomes a habit of Khairul already- telling his dad that money is needed for school – basically for group projects. Sometimes for birthday parties and all other excuses – just to be with Zamri and friends who are bad influences until one day…

Scene IV – School Campus (Students looking at the bulletin board)
Lina: Oh, no! Khairul is not included in the list of the top 5 students for term3 anymore!
Yasmin: There are rumors around- that he is a drug addict now like his best friend, Zamri.
Safi: What? Khairul and Zamri are drug addicts? But poor Khairul…I thought he has brains. (Khairul overheard what the girls were saying. He got depressed, climbed up the ladder to reach the roof of the school building)
Ali: Look! Khairul is climbing up the ladder. Maybe he’s sad because he is no longer the top one student in year six. (Everyone gathered around and got frightened)
Lina: Come down Khairul…You might fall!
Khairul: No! I want to end up my life now. All of you – go away!
Teacher : Khairul, don’t do anything to harm yourself. You’re an intelligent boy – you know the right thing to do.
Khairul : I am not intelligent. I am dumb! My parents will know that I am no longer the top one student. They’ll not trust me anymore. They’ll hate me.
Teacher: In a few minutes, they will be here also Khairul. They love you. They will understand you. Come down.
Khairul: No! I’m sorry, teacher but I don’t deserve to be their son anymore. I am a bad son. They’ll be mad at me. I hate myself (says this three times) (shouting and crying now)
Mother: Son, don’t say that please, we love you. Come down now please…
Khairul: Mother, I’m ashamed of myself now. Everyone looks down on me. Dad will not be proud of me anymore.
Dad: That’s not true son, I am proud of you and will always be because you are my son. We will help you. Promise us that you will really be good this time and never tell a lie anymore.
Khairul: Dad, I am so sorry for the wrong things that I’ve done.
Dad: It’s alright son. Come down now. You might fall.
Khairul: Yes, dad, thank you so much! ( Khairul goes down the ladder, assisted by the dad. Mother embraced him)
Khairul: Please forgive me mom. I love you both.
Mother: We love you too son. Cheer up! Zamri is now in the rehabilitation center. He asked for forgiveness too.
Khairul: Thank you mom, dad. Both of you did everything for me. Promise, I’ll never hurt your feelings again and from now on, you will forever be proud of me. (Khairul embraced by mom and dad. A warm applause from everyone)

Lesson in life: Young minds are fragile. Constant parental guidance is a must!


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