Garrett, the Blue Giraffee

Garrett, the Blue Giraffe
A Play in One Act

TIME: A LOVELY AUTUMN IN THE YEAR 2112,
EARLY MORNING
PLACE : THE UNIVERSAL PARK, THE BRONX ZOO

Sounds of the nearby traffic remind us of the rhythms of the concrete jungle of modern everyday urban life. As they fade as the lights come up on Israfel, the heavenly messenger. Dressed in a flowing white robes, he sits placidly on the bench, strumming his grand, silver lute. His long golden locks sway in gentle rhythm with his body as he plays this enchanting tune. Israfel greets the audience with an alluring smile, then softly begins to sing a medieval love song with bewitching passion.

In the middle of the second verse, Israfel stops short, and there is a brief moment of complete silence as Garrett, a tall yet very humble human figure emerges and approaches slowly with extreme caution. He is trembling, almost unable to take another step forward, he chews on the collar of his torn and tattered red sweater. His despondency and shyness are marked by the long, dark stringy hair that hangs over his right eye. Garrett shrinks back as Israfel turns abruptly; his whole body opens as he welcomes his approaching guest.

ISRAFEL
Well, hello friend!
GARRETT
(TIMIDLY) Oh, uh, hello.
ISRAFEL
Welcome, welcome, welcome!
GARRETT
Are you... (STAMMERING) My, uh, my, uh, my heavenly counselor?

ISRAFEL
I am. And you must be Garrett. Garrett, the blue and sad giraffe. (SHAKE HANDS) Please sit down.

GARRETT
Thank you.
ISRAFEL
(SITS) Now... Shall we begin immediately? Tell me about yourself, friend!

GARRETT
(SITS) Uh, uh, uh....(SHRINKING) Well, I-I-I... Uh.... Uh.... Uh... (TREMBLING SO BADLY THAT HE CAN NOT TALK)