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(This woman is older, but still looks like she has some life left. She stands tall and has a definite edge. Eastern European accent, but flawless English)
Easy? You think my life is easy now?
Ha!
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Monologue Mania Day # 1257 The Enemy by Janet S. Tiger (c) July 24, 2017
The Enemy (c)
The Enemy (c)
by Janet S. Tiger (c) 2017 all rights reserved
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(This woman is older, but still looks like she has some life left. She stands tall and has a definite edge. Eastern European accent, but flawless English)
Easy? You think my life is easy now?
Ha!
Let me tell you what easy was.
It was easy in the Warsaw Ghetto
You knew the enemy
He had a Nazi uniform
He had guns and tanks and flame throwers
He wanted to kill you
To survive you needed to avoid him at all costs
I do not know how I survived
I was young, that helped
I had no fear, that helped
When you see death everywhere, death is not a frightening thing
It is something to avoid
(She indicates the surroundings)
Living is its own punishment at this age
Living is its own punishment at this age
I do no know how I lived to be this old
93
I live with my daughter and her children and her grandchildren
And I cannot see where death is coming from anymore
Not just because I have a cataract, but because the enemy is not so clear......
Not just because I have a cataract, but because the enemy is not so clear......
Who is the enemy?
Is it the postman who brings me a letter telling me another friend has died?
The delivery boy who brings me the newspaper with all the horrible news?
My daughter who means well, but is an idiot about her children.....
My daughter who means well, but is an idiot about her children.....
My ex-husband, who died an idiot because he left me...but not for another woman! He left.....because he was irritated by my strength!
Who is the enemy? Who will bring me death today?
(She turns to leave, straightens, looks back)
I do not fear death, just the annoyance of not knowing when he will visit. I have always hated unexpected company.
(Exits to search for a new enemy)
Who is the enemy? Who will bring me death today?
(She turns to leave, straightens, looks back)
I do not fear death, just the annoyance of not knowing when he will visit. I have always hated unexpected company.
(Exits to search for a new enemy)
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Playwright-in-Residence
Swedenborg Hall 2006-8
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