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Monologue Mania Day #272 by Janet S. Tiger The Longest Day Nov. 11, 2014
This was first written in 1998 on Veteran's Day after watching THE LONGEST DAY with my son, updated for today’s monologue. Thank you to all who serve, and all who wait.
The Longest Day
A monologue by Janet S. Tiger ©
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(A woman comes out onstage. She has a flag and she waves it proudly)
Veteran's Day
I watched a movie with my son
A movie about D-day
And it's different now, than when I was younger
Before, I cried for the young men
And their girlfriends....
Because I knew so many guys in the service
Home
from Vietnam in those days, the dead were their friends, never to return
But even though I'd never lost a love on foreign shores
I could sense the horror
The waiting for letters
The telegram- the phone call
Like a nightmare come to life
Now it's different, now I have a son
Now when I watched, I cried for all the sons.....
And for their mothers....
I'd never thought of them before
But now....I cried not just for the handsome lads in uniforms but also for all the women who changed their diapers
And wiped their noses
And washed their clothes
And dried their tears
And I prayed for all those
Now in uniform
And for their mothers….and fathers
Because I knew that, until they are home safe
Every day……. is the longest day
But even though I'd never lost a love on foreign shores
I could sense the horror
The waiting for letters
The telegram- the phone call
Like a nightmare come to life
Now it's different, now I have a son
Now when I watched, I cried for all the sons.....
And for their mothers....
I'd never thought of them before
But now....I cried not just for the handsome lads in uniforms but also for all the women who changed their diapers
And wiped their noses
And washed their clothes
And dried their tears
And I prayed for all those
Now in uniform
And for their mothers….and fathers
Because I knew that, until they are home safe
Every day……. is the longest day
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Janet S. Tiger 858-736-6315
Member Dramatists Guild since 1983
Playwright-in-Residence
Swedenborg Hall 2006-8
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