A Dreamer of Beautiful Things by Matt Zurbo   Warning. This is not a loud story. This is not a story about a big adventure. It’s a story. About Miette. Miette was a dreamer. (Miette, long fringe, dress a bit Gothish, holding a scruffy English teddy bear.) A dreamer of beautiful things. (Miette floating in … Continue reading Day 77: A Dreamer of Beautiful Things

Why Ninjas Wear Black by Matt Zurbo   (Two kids dressed as ninjas, battling each other. Empty ninja kit boxes on floor.) Hey, let me tell you the story of why ninjas wear black. (Two kids, dressed as ninjas, prowling. Both turning to face the reader, one taking mask off.) Ninjas existed in feudal Japan. … Continue reading Day 76: Why Ninjas Wear Black

SHUT UP! by Matt Zurbo Bipperty, bopperty, Bobby was a kid who liked his noise. (Bobby happy, smashing drums. Others recoiling.) Zoink, doink, and then boink, he grew tired of quiet boys. (Bobby with huge bagpipes on, holding, arguing with two boys who have fingers in their ears.) Fart, putter, sputter, plonk, Bobby snuck out … Continue reading Day 75: SHUT UP!

The Camp Fire by Matt Zurbo   Zac and Minty were going bush for the weekend. “Are we gunna be bored, Dad?” the boys asked. Dad took a good look at them. “Probably,” he admitted. (Dad, in driver’s seat of car, arm on headrest to better turn and look back at two boys, both playing … Continue reading Day 74: The Camp Fire