Race on Race

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I am submitting an extract from a short play I wrote for High School Girls in South Africa. This particular play is one of the 4 different short plays I have written and am trying to market.

Race on Race is a typically South African play and is entrenched satirically in South African Racism (pun on title). The play is set as a game show where different races "fight" against each other for points. The extract is taken from one of the interludes that occur during this short play. The two characters are typical KwaZuluNatal 1980s maids, who work for their respective madams, they are having a typical gossip session that often occurs between African Ladies.

Submitted: March 20, 2009

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Submitted: March 20, 2009



Black Maid 1 – skinny, gossiping madam’s maid, in full Traditional Apartheid Era Outfit, doek & all
Black Maid 2 – large, gossiping madam’s maid, in full Traditional Apartheid Era Outfit, doek & all
MAIDS GOSSIPING - characters are over the top gossipers and react to each other constantly with hand gestures, clapping and the like:
Maid 1: Hello Madam’s maid!
Maid 2: Yebo, sawubona umadam’s maid.
Maid 1: How is your life today?
Maid 2: Ngikona, wena unjani?
Maid 1: Hm hm hm I would say I can’t complain, but I’d be lying!
Maid 2: Serious?
Maid 1: Serious!
Maid 2: How, my friend, it is not good to lie, you must tell me the truth.
Maid 1: Serious?
Maid 2: Serious!
Maid 1: OK madam’s maid, then I must complain and give you the truth so I can have some reconciliation.
Maid 2: Yes wena, that’s the best statement.
Maid 1: Umadam’s maid, u-madam-wami has so much money and I have so little. Umadam has plasma and I have black and white.
Maid 2: Haibo, you have your own home in the township! Your children go to private school, you get so much food from your madam and you get free transport because your man’s a taxi driver!
Maid 1: It’s the truth, but I think madam has so much more.
Maid 2: No, madam has more stress, more bank charges and more debt! Remember you told me last week that she was selling her car.
Maid 1: Eish I don’t think she is selling her car to get out of debt, I think she’s buying a bigger car! U – what’s it? Ah, E-Hummer!
Maid 2: Hau! How do you know that?
Maid 1: How can I? But I think it’s true. These white people don’t talk; they don’t want u-maid to listen, so how can I tell if it is true?
Maid 2: White people are very private, not like us where we tell the whole family. I told my mother that I met a man, and my mother told her sister, her sister told her cousin, and her cousin told her boyfriend, who is friends with this man; and now the man won’t stop calling me!
Maid 1: Haai ngege!
Maid 2: So my madam is shouting at me for being on the phone too much. If my mother was quiet like the white ladies, then I wouldn’t be on the phone.
Maid 1: Yes, but if your mother was quiet like the white madam then you wouldn’t have your man calling you!

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