Description

Serving God by helping friends
SKETCH 2 OF 5 short sketches on the theme of “Who, (and why), do we serve?”
DRAMASHARE SUGGESTS The COMPLETE script which contains all 5 sketches, (more economical and user-friendly than ordering individual scripts).
DramaShare wrote these scripts for a DramaShare member, (a membership benefit), to compliment the Standard Publishing VBS program, “God’s Backyard”. However it is self-standing and very adaptable to any VBS or other children’s program.
The individual themes for the five days are:

• Serving Family (DramaShare Script: Backyard Servant – Serving Family)
• Serving Friends (DramaShare Script: Backyard Servant (THIS SCRIPT) – Serving Friends)
• Serving Neighbours (DramaShare Script: Backyard Servant – Serving Neighbours)
• Serving Community (DramaShare Script: Backyard Servant – Serving Community)
• Serving Jesus (DramaShare Script: Backyard Servant – Serving Jesus)
• Can be used for a daily VBS program or each script can be used as a self-standing drama. When used for VBS there is an opening drama and a short closing drama with an optional intro into, and back out of, the main VBS program. When used as a regular drama this optional portion would be omitted.
  NOTE: DramaShare has no relationship with Standard Publishing and no Standard Publishing materials were used in writing these scripts.

Cast:    4 (m or f any age)

• Woodie
• Willie
• Tracie from Backyard Service Company doing good deeds
• Lynn from Backyard Service Company doing good deeds

Bible Reference:    Mark 12:29-31, Mark 3:35

Set:      bare with recliners, lawn chairs

Lighting:        standard

  Sound:     wireless mics if available

Song:     none

SFX: none

Costumes:      standard

Props:

• rake and hoe, drinks in glasses

Special Instructions:   none

  Time:     15 (approx. 15 min for each sketch)

Sample of script: Sketch 1 – Serving Friends

Willie and Woodie are laying on recliners drinking lemonade, enjoying the sun

Willie: Wow Woodie, is this some kinda day or what?

Woodie: Mmmmmmmmmm Mmmmmmmmmm! You said it Willie, some kinda day!

Willie: Sun shining down, not a cloud in the sky!

Woodie: Laying here in our family’s backyard.

Willie: The family who, I might remind you, we love dearly!

Woodie: And cause we love our family we serve them.

Willie: For sure we did a bang-up job cleaning up our family’s backyard, looks some kinda awesome, for sure!

Woodie: You know what . . . I kinda like this serving our family.

Willie: And now we can lie here in our family’s backyard, enjoy the day.

Woodie: Kinda in our own little world, just you and me and our family.

Willie: A tall cool glass of Mom’s lemonade in hand, I tell ya, life does not get much better than this!

Woodie: Mom’s lemonade is for sure second to none, not too sweet, not too tangy, just bang-on awesome is what it is.

Willie: Ever wonder how the rest of the world manages, not havin’ Mom’s lemonade and all?

Woodie: Who cares? All of our family has Mom’s lemonade, that’s for sure all that counts.

Willie: Like you say Woodie, our own little world.

Tracey and Lynn come on stage carrying hoe and rake

Willie, waves: Hey Tracey, Lynn, whatcha doin’ over there in Mrs. Duncan’s backyard?

Tracey: Hey Willie, Woodie. Me and Lynn, we are cleaning up Mrs. Duncan’s backyard. You know . . . Backyard Service, at your service!

Lynn: Likely you know Mrs. Duncan, what with you being next door neighbours and all.

Willie: Mrs. Duncan? Oh for sure we know Mrs. Duncan, she’s a sweet lady, a good friend, teaches me in Sunday School.

Woodie: And forgiving too. Mrs. Duncan hardly ever reminds me much about how my baseball went through her picture window by accident last year.

Willie: “Went through her picture window by accident?” . . . Woodie, you threw your baseball, real hard, straight through Mrs. Duncan’s big picture window.

Woodie: It was an accident, I was throwing my ball up over Mrs. Duncan’s roof and see it was a real cold day, and everyone knows how the air gets real heavy on a really cold day. When I threw my ball, which, on a hot day like today, would have easy cleared Mrs. Duncan’s roof, but being as how it was like I say real cold, my ball just hung up there and . . whamo . . . right through Mrs. Duncan’s big, . . . and expensive, . . . picture window.