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The Swineherd

Characters:

THE STORYTELLER

THE PRINCE

THE PRINCE'S KNIGHT

THE KING THE PRINCESS

HER LADIES-IN-WAITING

STORYTELLER: There was once a Prince, who wanted to marry the King's daughter.

PRINCE (comes in with a rose and a bird's cage in his hands): These are presents for the King's daugh ter. I have, heard that she is pretty and kind, and I think I shall marry her. Why not? (Looks at the rose.) This rose is so beautiful! And it smells so sweet! If you smell it you will forget all your sorrows. (Smells it and looks at the cage.) And this nightingale is the best singer in the world. I shall send them both to my dear Princess. (Goes out.)

Enter the King, his courtiers, and the Princess with her Ladies-in-waiting. The Prince's Knight comes in with the presents in two boxes.

 KNIGHT  (to the Princess): My Prince sends some presents to the most beautiful   Princess  in  the world. He wishes to pay her a visit.

PRINCESS: Ah, I think these must be lovely presents! (She claps her hands. The 1st Lady-in-waiting takes the smaller box from the Knight.) Perhaps it's a little pussy-cat! (The 1st Lady opens the box.)

1st LADY-IN-WAITING: Oh, it is a rose!

2nd LADY-IN-WAITING: A very fine rose!

3rd LADY-IN-WAITING: And it smells so sweet!

KING: Indeed, the rose is not bad.

PRINCESS (touches the rose and makes a face1): Fie,2 Papa, it is a real one!                       

LADIES-IN-WAITING (together): Fie, it is a real one! The Knight takes away the box.

KING: Well, let us see the other present..

The Knight hands the second box to the 1st Lady-in-watting. She opens it. 

1st LADY-IN-WAITING: Oh, it's a nightingale! What a beautiful bird!

2nd LADY: It can sing such sweet songs!

3rd LADY: Such a nice little bird!

PRINCESS: Is it a real one?

KNIGHT: Yes, it is a real one!

PRINCESS: Oh, let that bird fly away, then!' No, no/ i         the Prince must not come! I don't like his pres ents! (To the ladies.) Let us go and playl

The Knight takes his  boxes, bows and goes away. The Princess goes out with her ladies. STORYTELLER: Then the Prince   painted   his   face black, put a plain cap on, his head, and knocked at the door. '{A knock is heard.)

KING: Come in!                        '                         :

PRINCE  (comes in):  Good morning,' Your Majesty. Can I get some work at the palace?

KING: Well, well- Let me seefs I waflt a new prime-minister, but you are not good enough for that office. Your face is dirty. Ha, ha! Would you like to be the King's swineherd? I have a lot of pigs, and you can look after them. Yes, that will be just the thing for you!4.Go now. You can begin your work at once.

The King goes out; the Prince follows 'hint.

STORYTELLER: So the Prince looked after the King's pigs. One day he got some cfay and he worked* hard all day long5 By the evening8 he made a small pot.

PRINCE (comes in with the pot in his hands): Now it is ready! (Sings.)  

Oh, my dear Augustin,7 Augustin, Augustin!1 Oh, my dear Augustin, Augustin, Augustin!  The Princess approaches with her ladies.

PRINCESS; Oh, do you hear the song, ladies? Why, I can play it myself with one finger. It is beauti ful! They Come nearer to the Prince.

PRINCE (smiling): Good evening, my beautiful ladies! Have a look ' at my pot! (He gives it to the Prin cess. It passes from hand to hand.)

LADIES (together): Oh, how fine! How fine! What a beautiful little pot!

PRINCE: It is a magjc pot. If you hold your finger above it you can see what all the people in your town are cooking for their dinner.

PRINCESS (to her ladies): Oh, I want to have the pot, indeed I do!-I like to know what my neighbours have for dinner. It is so interesting! (To the 1st Lady.) Go and ask him what he wants for his pot.

the 1st Lady puts on her gloves and goes to the Prince.

1st LADY: Hm... hmm... listen, young man, how much do you want for the pot?

PRINCE: I must have ten kisses from the Princess.

1st LADY: Good heavens!

PRINCE: I won't take less.

The 1st Lady goes back to the Princess.

PRINCESS: Well, what does he say?

1st LADY: I really can't tell you. It is shocking!

PRINCESS:  Then  you  must  whisper  it!   (The Lady whispers.) He is a fool! Let us go away! They turn to go away, but again they hear the tune.

PRINCE (sings):

Oh, my dear Augustin, Augustin, Augustin!

Oh, my dear Augustin, Augustin, Augustinl

The Princess stops.    . PRINCESS (to the 1st Lady): Go and ask him if he will take ten kisses from the ladies-in-waiting!

1st LADY: Yes, my lady!   (Goes to the Swineherd.) Hm... Will you take ten kisses from the ladies-in-waiting?

PRINCE: No, thank you, ten kisses from the Princess, or I keep my pot.

The 1st Lady returns to the Princess.

1st LADY: The swineherd said: "No, thank you. Ten kisses from the Princess, or I keep my pot."

PRINCESS: Oh, what a wicked boy! Then you will have to stand round me, so that no one may see ' Tell him to approach!

2nd LADY: Come here, please!

The Ladies stand round the Princes^ and the Swineherd and spread out their skirts while the Swineherd gets his ten kisses.

PRINCE: Now you may have your pot. Good-bye!.

PRINCESS (holding her.finger over the pot): I ani so-iiappy! Now we shall know everything about the dinners in our town.                        "'. .

The Ladies dap their hands.

2nd LADY: We shall know who has cabbage soup and -pancakes for dinner, and who has roast beef!

3rd LADY: How interesting! The pot is very useful.

PRINCESS: Yes, but don't tell Papa! Don't tell any body! Don't forget I am the King's daughter!

LADIES: No, no, we won't tell.  (Go away.)

STORYTELLER: Next the swineherd — that is the Prince —made a musical box. It. played all the waltzes, polkas and mazurkas in the world.

PRINCE (holding the musical box in his Hands); Let us play a waltz. (The Princess comes in with her ladies.) And now a polka, (fie begins playing a polka.)

PRINCESS (listening to the music): How lovely! What fine music! (To the 2nd Lady.) Go and ask him what he wants for his box, but no more kisses! The 2nd Lady goes to the Prince.  

2nd LADY: Good afternoon, sir! What will you have for your musical box?

PRINCE: I want a hundred kisses from the Princess and no less!

2nd LADY: A hundred kisses! (Returns to the Princess in terror.) He says he wants a hundred kisses from the Princess and no less!.

LADIES (together); A hundred kisses! A hundred kis ses!   

PRINCESS: He must be mad! Let as go away and play! (They turn to go away, but then the Prin cess stops suddenly.) But the music is so beauti ful! (To the 3rd Lady.) Tell him he can have ten kisses from me like yesterday, and he can have the other kisses from the ladies-in-waiting!

LADIES: But we don't like that at all!

PRINCESS: Oh, nonsense! If I can kiss him, you can do that, too! And don’t forget you are my ser vants. Go to the swineherd at once! The 3rd Lady goes to the Prince,

3rd LADY: Good afternoon, sir! May we have your musical box for ten kisses, from our Princess? And the other kisses you will get from the ladies-in-waiting.

PRINCE: A hundred kisses from the Princess and no less!

The 3rd Lady returns to the Princess.

3rd LADY: Oh, my Princess, he wants a hundred kisses from you and no less!

PRINCESS: Oh, what a nasty swineherd! Well then, let him approach! And you will stand round, tike yesterday, so that nobody may see us when he kisses me! And you must count the kisses! No more than a hundred!.

The Ladies  beckon  him  to  come  nearer.  He comes  and begins  to kiss the Princess.  The Ladies count aloud.

LADIES: One, two, three, four, five... ten... twenty... twenty-five... thirty... fifty... eighty-five...

KING (comes out): What is that I see? (Hubs his eyes and puts on. his spectacles.) Why, there are the   ladies-in-waiting!  Is that a  new game?  I must go and see!  (He walks up to 'the group on tip toe.) What's all this? What's all this?! (He takes off the slipper from his right foot and hits the Prince and the Princess on the head.) Get out! Get out of my Kingdom!

The Ladies-in-waiting run away in terror; the King runs after them.  The Princess and the Prince are left alone. She begins to cry.

PRINCESS: Oh, what shall I do? I am so unhappy! And where is the Prince now?

The Swineherd goes behind a tree, wipes the soot off his face, and takes off his ugly clothes.

PRINCE: I am here. And I want to say a few words before I go- I thought you were pretty and kind, but now I know you are not. You did not want to have the most beautiful rose in the world, you did not want to listen to the nightingale's songs, but you kissed the swineherd because you wanted to have a dirty pot and a musical box that plays silly polkas! Now I see what you are and I don’t want to marry you! Good-bye for ever!

PRINCESS: oh, for ever! Oh, dear! I am so unhappy!

The end

The Swineherd

Characters:

THE STORYTELLER

THE PRINCE

THE KING

THE PRINCESS

HER LADIES-IN-WAITING

STORYTELLER: There was once a Prince, who wanted to marry the King's daughter.

PRINCE: These are presents for the King's daugh ter. She is pretty and kind, and I think I shall marry her. This rose is so beautiful! And it smells so sweet! And this nightingale is the best singer in the world.

-1-

PRINCE: I have some presents to the most beautiful Princess in the world.

PRINCESS: Ah, I think these must be lovely presents! Perhaps it's a little pussy-cat!

1st LADY-IN-WAITING: Oh, it is a rose!

2nd LADY-IN-WAITING: A very fine rose!

3rd LADY-IN-WAITING: And it smells so sweet!

KING: Indeed, the rose is not bad.

PRINCESS: Fie,  Papa, it is a real one!                       

LADIES-IN-WAITING (together): Fie, it is a real one!

KING: Well, let us see the other present.

1st LADY-IN-WAITING: Oh, it's a nightingale! What a beautiful bird!

2nd LADY: It can sing such sweet songs!

3rd LADY: Such a nice little bird!

PRINCESS: Is it a real one?

PRINCE: Yes, it is a real one!

PRINCESS: No, no!  I don't like your pres ents! Let us go and play!

-2-

STORYTELLER: Then the Prince   painted   his   face black, put a plain cap on, his head, and knocked at the door.

KING: Come in! 

PRINCE  (comes in):  Good morning, Your Majesty. Can I get some work?

KING: Well, let me see. Your face is dirty. Ha, ha! Would you like to be the King's swineherd? I have a lot of pigs, and you can look after them.

-3-

STORYTELLER: So the Prince looked after the King's pigs. One day he got some clay and he worked hard all day long. By the evening he made a small pot.

PRINCE: Now it is ready! 

Oh, my dear Augustin, Augustin, Augustin!  Oh, my dear Augustin, Augustin, Augustin!  

PRINCESS; Oh, do you hear the song, ladies? Why, I can play it myself with one finger. It is beauti ful!

-4-

PRINCE: Good evening, my beautiful ladies! Have a look at my pot! 

LADIES: Oh, how fine! How fine! What a beautiful little pot!

PRINCE: It is a magic pot. You can see what all the people in your town have for dinner.

PRINCESS: Oh, I want to have the pot! I like to know what my people have for dinner. It is so interesting! Go and ask him what he wants for his pot.

1st LADY: Hm... hmm... listen, young man, how much do you want for the pot?

PRINCE: I must have ten kisses from the Princess.

1st LADY: Good heavens!

PRINCE: I won't take less.

PRINCESS: Well, what does he say?

PRINCESS:  He is a fool! Let us go away!

PRINCE (sings):Oh, my dear Augustin, Augustin, Augustin!

PRINCESS: Oh, what a wicked boy! Then you will have to stand round me, so that no one may see. Tell him to approach!

2nd LADY: Come here, please!

PRINCE: Now you may have your pot. Good-bye!

PRINCESS: Now we shall know everything about the dinners in our town.

2nd LADY: Cabbage soup and pancakes, roast beef!

3rd LADY: How interesting! The pot is very useful.

PRINCESS: Yes, but don't tell Papa! Don't tell any body!

LADIES: No, no, we won't tell.

-5-

STORYTELLER: Next the swineherd — that is the Prince —made a musical box. It. played all the waltzes, polkas and mazurkas in the world.

PRINCE; Let us play a waltz. And now a polka.

PRINCESS: How lovely! What fine music! Go and ask him what he wants for his box.

2nd LADY: Good afternoon, sir! What will you have for your musical box?

PRINCE: I want a hundred kisses from the Princess and no less!

2nd LADY: A hundred kisses! 

LADIES: A hundred kisses! A hundred kis ses!   

PRINCESS: He must be mad! Let as go away and play! But the music is so beauti ful! And you will stand round, like yesterday, so that nobody may see us when he kisses me! And you must count the kisses! No more than a hundred!

LADIES: One, two, three, four, five... ten... twenty... twenty-five... thirty... fifty... eighty-five...

-6-

KING (comes out): What is that I see? Why, there are the   ladies-in-waiting!  Is that a new game?  I must go and see!   What's all this? What's all this?! Get out! Get out of my Kingdom!

-7-

PRINCESS: Oh, what shall I do? I am so unhappy! And where is the Prince now?

PRINCE: I am here. I thought you were pretty and kind, but now I know you are not. You did not want to have the rose, but you kissed the swineherd! I don’t want to marry you! Good-bye for ever!

PRINCESS: Oh, for ever! Oh, dear! I am so unhappy!

UNCLE FYODOR, DOG AND CAT

Scenes from the book by Eduard Uspensky

Translated by Elena Kuchurkina

Cat Matroskin

Dog Sharik

Uncle Fyodor, a boy

Postman Petchkin

Daw

- I -

Cat: How can we live without milk? We can die…

Boy: Oh yes…

Cat: Let us buy a cow!

Boy: Let’s… but we have no money!

Dog: We may borrow some from our neighbors.

Cat: Then we have to give money back at last.

Dog: We may give milk, not money.

Cat: No, no! What are we going to have a cow for?

Dog: So, let’s sell something.

Cat: What?

Boy: To sell some thing, we must buy this thing at first. And we have no money.

Cat: I know! Let’s sell Sharik!

Dog: Me?

Cat: Yes. You are nice and beautiful. Every hunter will give a hundred roubles for you, and even more.

Dog: No! Let’s sell you. Look, you are so fat.

Boy: Stop at! We sell nobody! We’ll go and search treasure.

Cat: What a good idea to search the treasure. We’ll buy a cow and we can’t work in the garden. We’ll go to the market and buy food.

Dog: We’ll go shopping. It’s better to buy meat in the shop.

Cat: Why?

Dog: There are more bones there.

Postman: What do you have in your trunk?

Cat: We gather mushrooms.

Postman: And a trunk – what for?

Cat: For mushrooms. We salt them in our trunk. Do you understand it?

Postman: Yes, yes. funny people – why don’t they take a suitcase?

- II -

Boy: What can we do with Sharik? He can’t live without hunting.

Dog: I can’t!

Boy: He can grow thin.

Dog: I can!

Cat: We may use him like a riding dog to get milk to the market on him and to earth up the kitchen-garden. Do you want it, Sharik?

Dog: Ah, do what you want, even a scare-crow.

Boy: You need a gun.

Dog: Yes!

Boy: But not a simple gun, you need a photo-gun. You will take photos of different animals and sent them to the magazines.

Cat: Well, to the rich magazines!

-III-

Cat: We feed him for nothing. He must bring profit. Say: “Who’s there? Who’s there? Who’s there?”

Dog: You waste your time. You’d better teach him a song or a poem.

Cat: I can sing songs myself. But there is no profit in them.

Dog: But what profit is in your “Who’s there?”

Cat: A lot! If there is nobody at home, a thief must come and steel something. But when a man comes and knocks at the door, our bird asks: “Who’s there?”. The man’ll think that we are at home and go away. Understand?

Dog: But you’ve said we’re poor.

Cat: It was in the past. We found the treasure now.

Postman: Knock-knock!

Daw: Who’s there?

Postman: It’s me, postman Petchkin. I bring you a Murzilka magazine.

Postman: Knock-knock!

Daw: Who’s there?

Postman: It’s me, postman Petchkin. I bring you a Murzilka magazine.

Postman: Knock-knock!

Daw: Who’s there?

Postman: It’s me, postman Petchkin. I bring you a Murzilka magazine.

Daw: Knock-knock!

Postman: Who’s there?

Daw: It’s me, postman Petchkin. I bring you a Murzilka magazine.

Boy: Don’t worry! Be happy!

LITTLE RED HEN

Story-teller: Good morning! I am from London. I have a nice story with you. It is a story about a Little Red Hen. In spring one day, a Little Red Hen found some seed.

Little Red Hen enters.

Little Red Hen: How do you do! I have some seed! Look at it! It is a wheat seed.

Cat, Dog, Sheep, Goat enter.

Little Red Hen: hello, Cat! Hello, Dog! Hello, Sheep! Hello, Goat!

Cat, Dog, Sheep, Goat: Miaow! Bow-wow! Baa! ma-maa!

Little Red Hen: Who will sow this seed?

Cat: Miaow! Not I!

Dog: Bow-wow! Not I!

Sheep: Baa! not I!

Goat: ma-maa! Not I!

Little Red Hen: Then I will.

All go out.

Story-teller: And she did. She sowed the seed and it began to grow. Many days passed. Spring passed. Summer passed. Now autumn is here. It is time to cut the wheat.

Little Red Hen enters.

Little Red Hen: my wheat is yellow. My wheat is ripe now. 

Cat, Dog, Sheep, Goat enter.

Little Red Hen: It is time to cut the wheat. Who will cut the wheat?

Cat: Miaow! Not I!

Dog: Bow-wow! Not I!

Sheep: Baa! not I!

Goat: ma-maa! Not I!

Little Red Hen: Then I will cut it.

All go out.

Story-teller: And she did. She cut the wheat. Now it is time to thresh the wheat.

Little Red Hen enters.

Little Red Hen: it is time to thresh the wheat.

Cat, Dog, Sheep, Goat enter.

Little Red Hen: Who will thresh the wheat?

Cat: Miaow! Not I!

Dog: Bow-wow! Not I!

Sheep: Baa! not I!

Goat: ma-maa! Not I!

Little Red Hen: Then I will thresh the wheat.

All go out.

Story-teller: And she did. Now it is time to make the wheat into flour.

Little Red Hen enters.

Little Red Hen: It is time to make the wheat into the flour.

Cat, Dog, Sheep, Goat enter.

Little Red Hen: Who will make the wheat into the flour?

Cat: Miaow! Not I!

Dog: Bow-wow! Not I!

Sheep: Baa! not I!

Goat: ma-maa! Not I!

Little Red Hen: Then I will.

All go out.

Story-teller: And she did. She made the wheat into flour. Now it is time to make the bread.

Little Red Hen enters.

Little Red Hen: The flour is white and good.

Cat, Dog, Sheep, Goat enter.

Little Red Hen: Who will make the bread?

Cat: Miaow! Not I!

Dog: Bow-wow! Not I!

Sheep: Baa! not I!

Goat: ma-maa! Not I!

Little Red Hen: Then I will.

All go out.

Story-teller: And she did. She made the bread.

Little Red Hen comes in with a loaf. Cat, Dog, Sheep, Goat come in and stop around Little Red Hen and her loaf.

Little Red Hen: the bread is ready. Who will eat the bread?

Cat:

Dog:

Sheep:                     I will! I will!

Goat:

Little Red Hen: No, no, you lazy-bones! You shall not eat the bread. I will eat it.

All go out.

Story-teller: And she did. She ate the bread all by herself.

The Hen and the Rose

by Beatrix Potter

Author: There was a beautiful rose in a garden. Every morning she looked at the sun and smiled. But one morning the sun was sur prised to see that the rose looked sad.

Sun: Dear Rose, why do you look so sad?

Rose:  I'm so unhappy because a worm is eating my leaves.

Sun: I'll not shine until Rose is happy.

Author: So he hid behind a cloud. The wind came along.

Wind: Father Sun, why are you not shining today? 

Sun: Rose is so unhappy. A worm is eating her leaves.

Wind: I'm so sorry for Rose. I won't blow until Rose is happy.

Author: A bird was surprised when the wind stopped blowing.

Bird: Mr. Wind, why have you stopped blowing?

Wind: Rose is so unhappy. A worm is eating her leaves.

Bird: I will not sing.

Author: The bird met a hen.

Hen: Why do you look so sad?

Bird: Rose is so unhappy. A worm is eating her leaves.

Hen: I can help her. Come with me.

Author: The hen found the worm and ate it.

Hen: See, how I have helped the Rose and had breakfast.