Intermediate

by Peter Griffith

 

'Move to Junk' takes us into the terrifying world of cyber-bullying... which of her classmates is making Amanda´s life a misery? 

 

 

Fotos von 'Move to Junk'

 

 

Extract from the script 'Move to Junk'

  (Amanda’s smartphone pings)
 Amanda: Oh god – another mail.
 Stuart: Don’t read it. Just delete it.
 Amanda: I have to look. I have to know what people are saying about me. And maybe whoever’s sending these mails might have left some clue, so that we can work out who it is.
 Stuart: I still think you shouldn’t read it.
 Amanda: Oh god.
 Stuart: You see?
 Amanda: Yes, you were right. It’s getting worse.
 Stuart: Let’s see. “We don’t want you in our class. Why don’t you go and drown yourself?” Look, you mustn’t read any more of these mails. Just delete them all. And you have to talk to someone about it. Your dad, or your mum, or the counselling teacher in the school. You can’t face this on your own.

by Peter Griffith

 

Mr and Mrs Smith live in a respectable part of the town. They are horrified when they discover that their new neighbours are a family of vampires. Their son Rick, on the other hand, feels himself immediatly attracted to the vampires' daughter Phylthia.
Will the Smiths manage to get over their hatred of vampires? Have they the right to try to stop their son from having a relationship with the attractive neighbour? What are Phylthia’s real intentions towards Rick? Will Rick fall victim to the blood-sucking attentions of Phylthia’s father, the terrifying Count Spatula? And is the audience safe when Count Spatula is thirsty?

 

Neighbours with Long Teeth is a play about racism, parent-child conflict, teenage love – and vampires!

 

Photos of 'Neighbours with Long Teeth'

 

 

Extract from the script 'Neighbours with Long Teeth'

Mr. Smith: Richard, I hope you will have nothing to do with these... people…things…whatever they are.
Rick: Vampires, Dad…
Mr. Smith: Yes. Vampires. I hope you will have nothing to do with them.
Rick: Why not?
Mr. Smith: They are different from us. They…live…differently.
Mrs Smith: They don’t understand our ways, and we don’t understand their ways.
Mr. Smith: It’s disgusting that they are moving into this neighbourhood.
Rick: They’ve got to live somewhere, Dad.
Mrs Smith: Of course they have. But not in a respectable part of the town like this.
Mr. Smith: They should go and live…where they come from.

by Peter Griffith

 

Ravi has crossed the world to find a new home, away from the horror and bloodshed of war-torn Syria. Acquiring asylum in Great Britain is difficult enough. But when Ravi is finally accepted as a refugee, his problems really start. He and his mother are accomodated on a run-down estate on the outskirts of one of England’s big cities – an estate dominated by a racist gang…

 

The accompanying Teachers' Pack contains information about racism, including material from the Refugee Council, an organisation which helps immigrants and refugees in Great Britain.



 

Photos of 'Promised Land'

 

 

Extract from the script 'Promised Land'

Ravi: Hi…I’ve just moved in here.
Jaz: Well you’d better just move out again, hadn’t you?
Ravi: What do you mean?
Fiz: This is Gough Street. This is our patch.
Snoz: And we don’t like people like you.
Ravi: But…you don’t know me.
Jaz: We don’t want to know you, kid.
Fiz: Where are you from?
Ravi: I’m from Syria.
Snoz: Never heard of it. Where’s that?
Ravi: It’s to the south of Turkey.
Jaz: Well you can just get back to Pingy Pongy or wherever it is. Because we don’t want you here.
Ravi: But I live here. This is my home.
Fiz: Wrong. This is our home.
Snoz: We live here.
Jaz: And there’s no room for you – foreigner!