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KHARMFUL CHARMS OF DANI KHARMS

Olya Petrakova and her ARTEL (American Russian Theatre Ensemble Laboratory) Theatre has devised an ensemble performance, based on the writings of Daniil Kharms. It performs twice only, Fri.-Sat., April 10 and 11, 8 p.m. at  Art/Works Theatre, 6569 Santa Monica Blvd, in Hollywood. (323) 871-1912.

 “Under the banner of Kook's Kitchen Series, a mad-gang of artists and scientists will cook up a  Russian Surrealist Absurdist Comedy at its most iniquitous and irrational, violent and erotic. An evening of not-so-innocent pranks and antics, vignettes and dreamlike incidencies of Daniil Kharms set to rousing musical soundlife by multiple award-winner Jef Bek.”
 
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SEVEN JEWISH CHILDREN

Caryl Churchill's play, Seven Jewish Children, was recently published in The Guardian of London after productions there and at the New York Theatre Workshop.

More recently, in the U.S., The Nation printed an analysis of the play by Tony Kushner and Alissa Solomon.

Churchill is giving away rights to produce the play for free, on the condition that the producers make a contribution to medical relief in Gaza.

For a complete text of the play, press the Continue Reading tab directly below.

Seven

Jewish Children – a Play for Gaza

Caryl Churchill

No children

appear in the play. The speakers are adults, the parents and if you like other

relations of the children. The lines can be shared out in any way you like

among those characters. The characters are different in each small scene as

the time and child are different.

1

Tell her it's a

game

Tell her it's serious

But dont frighten her

Dont

tell her they'll kill her

Tell her it's important

to be

quiet

Tell her she'll have cake if she's good

Tell her to curl

up as if she's in bed

But not to sing.

Tell her not to come

out

Tell her not to come out even if she hears shouting

Dont

frighten her

Tell her not to come out even if she hears nothing for a

long time

Tell her we'll come and find her

Tell her we'll be

here all the time.

Tell her something about the men

Tell her

they're bad in the game

Tell her it's a story

Tell her they'll

go away

Tell her she can make them go away if she keeps still

By

magic

But not to sing.

2

Tell her this is a

photograph of her grandmother, her uncles and me

Tell her her uncles

died

Dont tell her they were killed

Tell her they were

killed

Dont frighten her.

Tell her her grandmother was

clever

Dont tell her what they did

Tell her she was

brave

Tell her she taught me how to make cakes

Dont tell her

what they did

Tell her something

Tell her more when she's

older.

Tell her there were people who hated jews

Dont tell

her

Tell her it's over now

Tell her there are still people who

hate jews

Tell her there are peop

le who love jews

Dont tell her

to think jews or not jews

Tell her more when she's older

Tell

her how many when she's older

Tell her it was before she was born and

she's not in danger

Dont tell her there's any question of

danger.

Tell her we love her

Tell her dead or alive her family

all love her

Tell her her grandmother would be proud of

her.

3

Dont tell her we're going forever

Tell her

she can write to her friends, tell her her friends can maybe come and

visit

Tell her it's sunny there

Tell her we're going

home

Tell her it's the land God gave us

Dont tell her

religion

Tell her her great great great great lots of greats grandad

lived there

Dont tell her he was driven out

Tell her, of course

tell her, tell her everyone was driven out and the country is waiting

for

us to come home

Dont tell her she doesnt belong here

Tell her of

course she likes it here but she'll like it there even more.

Tell her

it's an adventure

Tell her no one will tease her

Tell her she'll

have new friends

Tell her she can take her toys

Dont tell her

she can take all her toys

Tell her she's a special girl

Tell her

about Jerusalem.

4

Dont tell her who they are

Tell

her something

Tell her they're bedouin, they travel about

Tell

her about camels in the desert and dates

Tell her they live in

tents

Tell her this wasnt their home

Dont tell her home, not

home, tell her they're going away

Dont tell her they dont like

her

Tell her to be careful.

Dont tell her who used to live in

this house

No but dont tell her her great great grandfather used to

live in this house

No but dont tell her Arabs used to sleep in her

bedroom.

Tell her not to be rude to them

Tell her not to be

frightened

Dont tell her she cant play with the children

Dont

tell her she can have them in the house.

Tell her they have plenty of

friends and family

Tell her for miles and miles all round they have

lands of their own

Tell her again this is our promised

land.

Dont tell her they said it was a land without people

Dont

tell her I wouldnt have come if I'd known.

Tell her maybe we can

share.

Dont tell her that.

5

Tell her we

won

Tell her her brother's a hero

Tell her how big their armies

are

Tell her we turned them back

Tell her we're

fighters

Tell her we've got new land.

6

Dont tell

her

Dont tell her the trouble about the swimming pool

Tell her

it's our water, we have the right

Tell her it's not the water for their

fields

Dont tell her anything about water.

Dont tell her about

the bulldozer

Dont tell her not to look at the bulldozer

Dont

tell her it was knocking the house down

Tell her it's a building

site

Dont tell her anything about bulldozers.

Dont tell her

about the queues at the checkpoint

Tell her we'll be there in no

time

Dont tell her anything she doesnt ask

Dont tell her the boy

was shot

Dont tell her anything.

Tell her we're making new farms

in the desert

Dont tell her about the olive trees

Tell her we're

building new towns in the wilderness.

Dont tell her they throw

stones

Tell her they're not much good against tanks

Dont tell

her that.

Dont tell her they set off bombs in cafes

Tell her,

tell her they set off bombs in cafes

Tell her to be careful

Dont

frighten her.

Tell her we need the wall to keep us safe

Tell her

they want to drive us into the sea

Tell her they dont

Tell her

they want to drive us into the sea.

Tell her we kill far more of

them

Dont tell her that

Tell her that

Tell her we're

stronger

Tell her we're entitled

Tell her they dont understand

anything except violence

Tell her we want peace

Tell her we're

going swimming.

7

Tell her she cant watch the

news

Tell her she can watch cartoons

Tell her she can stay up

late and watch Friends.

Tell her they're attacking with

rockets

Dont frighten her

Tell her only a few of us have been

killed

Tell her the army has come to our defence

Dont tell her

her cousin refused to serve in the army.

Dont tell her how many of them

have been killed

Tell her the Hamas fighters have been

killed

Tell her they're terrorists

Tell her they're

filth

Dont

Dont tell her about the family of dead

girls

Tell her you cant believe what you see on television

Tell

her we killed the babies by mistake

Dont tell her anything about the

army

Tell her, tell her about the army, tell her to be proud of the

army. Tell her about the family of dead girls, tell her their names why not,

tell her the whole world knows why shouldnt she know? tell her there's dead

babies, did she see babies? tell her she's got nothing to be20ashamed of. Tell

her they did it to themselves. Tell her they want their children killed to

make people sorry for them, tell her I'm not sorry for them, tell her not to

be sorry for them, tell her we're the ones to be sorry for, tell her they cant

talk suffering to us. Tell her we're the iron fist now, tell her it's the fog

of war, tell her we wont stop killing them till we're safe, tell her I laughed

when I saw the dead policemen, tell her they're animals living in rubble now,

tell her I wouldnt care if we wiped them out, the world would hate us is the

only thing, tell her I dont care if the world hates us, tell her we're better

haters, tell her we're chosen people, tell her I look at one of their

children

covered in blood and what do I feel? tell her all I feel is happy

it's not her.

Dont tell her that.

Tell her we love

her.

Dont frighten her.

© Caryl Churchill Ltd,

2009

Please feel free to download the play. This play can be read or

performed anywhere by any number of people. Should you wish to apply for

rights, please contact ruth@casarotto.co.uk, who will license

the performances free of charge provided that no admission fee is charged and

that a collection is taken at each performance for Medical Aid for

Palestinians (MAP), 33a=2

0Islington Park Street, London N1 1 QB. Tel: 020-7226

4114. Website: map-uk.org. Email: info@map-uk.org

Hard copies can be

obtained from Nick Hern Books, 14 Larden Road, London W3 7ST. Email: info@nickhernbooks.demon.co.uk

The

text must be performed as written. No changes of any kind can be made to the

title or text of the

play.

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