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Spring 2011 - The Heschel School

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An Apology<br />

This puzzle is all one color.<br />

<strong>The</strong> pieces first looked like they all fit<br />

But we crammed them together unthinkingly.<br />

This is a beautiful room in a castle on a hill<br />

But I see the paint chipping, and stains on the walls.<br />

I search for the inevitable bad<br />

So it comes as no surprise.<br />

I’m sorry for testing you<br />

Thinking you’d reach for it again<br />

When I let go of it<br />

But your fist is just as closed as mine.<br />

But I can admit to my tangled, contradicting branches<br />

Visible when the sun cools down<br />

And leaves begin to fall.<br />

And I can apologize for my ways.<br />

I really did want to leave it be<br />

When we finally reached mutuality,<br />

But it’s not in my nature to enjoy daylight<br />

Without looking ahead towards night.<br />

“THE ODD COUPLE”<br />

Black screen; image of opening set slowly expands from center to fill screen during voiceover<br />

Voice (increasing slowly in volume): You’re traveling to another dimension. A dimension<br />

not only of sight and sound but of mind. A journey into a wondrous land whose<br />

boundaries are that of imagination.<br />

Scene I: <strong>The</strong> MacAfee’s Abode<br />

<strong>The</strong> interior of a lavishly decorated, and expensive house in Evanston, Chicago, in May, 1959.<br />

George, 19, handsome, innocent and charming, enters through the front door of the home he<br />

shares with his widowed father, Charles.<br />

George (while removing his postal cap and jacket): Hi, Dad! I’m home.<br />

Screen to Charles, 64, a burly, military man, with quick eyes and handlebar white moustache,<br />

lying on the couch in his reading glasses, smoking jacket, and slippers with a pipe in his<br />

mouth. <strong>The</strong> day’s “Chicago Tribune” is in his hands.<br />

Charles (barely lifting his eyes from his newspaper): You’re late!<br />

We were parallel lines<br />

And I couldn’t reach you, so I gave up.<br />

But so did you<br />

And that’s what undid my line.<br />

(i’m sorry i saw grey clouds on sunny days)<br />

Charlotte Marx-Arpadi<br />

George: Only by a few minutes, Pop! I can’t help it if the boss has got it in for me so<br />

he keeps me late sorting the mail.<br />

Charles (speaking to George as George runs upstairs): Son, when you say you’ll be home<br />

by seven, I expect you home by seven. It is now (pulling out his pocket watch)… 7:13!<br />

When I was in Austria, if we came to dinner even a millisecond –<br />

George (running back down the stairs, pulling on a sock): Well it’s a good thing this is<br />

Evanston, not Austria, Pop. Gotta run!<br />

Charles: Now where are you going?<br />

Marissa<br />

Schefflin,<br />

watercolor<br />

George: Eddie’s.<br />

Pages 28 – 29

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