Matt’s Note: This one is sourced from Goneril’s speech to Oswald in King Lear
EVENING ACTIVITY (any gender, early to late teens)
Tonight? We’re going to do as little as possible. And I guarantee something freaky is going to happen. Nothing we can do about it. He needs one last jolt. He's gotta be the adult here and take charge of the camp again. Or get fired.
We just can’t go on like this, guys: Every morning meeting, he hands us the announcements, they don’t make any sense, he’s running off into the office, the campers get out of control a-gain, then he comes back and he screams at us.
And then during lunch, he’s apologizing, he's getting weepy and hysterical “the doctors in town can’t figure out what’s wrong with Maggie... there’s a dozen more campers look like they’ve also got the bites... he’s on the phone all day trying to keep parents from withdrawing their kids...”
But then he’s putting us in charge of evening activity? When those things, whatever they are, when nighttime is probably when they feed? And we’re the ones in charge of the entire camp and we’ve got no instructions at all? Nuh-uh. I’m not taking the fall this time. You guys can do what you like but I’m going to do exactly what I was told. Nothing.
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