Сценарий постановки "Winnie-the-Pooh. Summer"

Winnie-The-Pooh

SUMMER

NARRATOR: in which the friends gets caught in a thunderstorm and Winnie the Pooh meets some rather angry bees. Christopher Robin was having a summertime picnic for his friends, and as everyone began to munch on delicious snacks...

RABBIT: Crunch!

ROO: Slurp!

NARRATOR: Christopher Robin felt the tiniest drop of rain on the very edge of his nose.

CHRISTOPHERROBIN: Friends, I think I felt the tiniest raindrop on my nose. Did anyone else feel something?

EEYORE: Christopher Robin, I think I feel some rain drops on my nose. I'm sure we all do. KANGA: Oh dear, Roo, it's starting to rain, quickly run under the big oak tree!

ROO: Mama I love the rain, Do you think the rain will help Rabbit's vegetables grow even bigger?

KANGA: I'm sure a good rainstorm will help Rabbit's garden!

TIGGER: I like to try and catch the drops on my tongue. Come here raindrops, get back over here.

ALL: Boom, rumble, rumble, rumble.

CHRISTOPHERROBIN: Friends, that was thunder! Everyone quickly gather under the big oak tree to stay safe and dry. The storm should pass soon.

RABBIT: Thunder always makes me nervous. I can feel my tail twitching, and my teeth chattering. I need a hug.

GOPHER: Rabbit, I agree. Whenever there's a storm hide in the ground as deep as I can.

PIGLET: It's all right, gopher, it's all right, Rabbit, we just have to remember we are among our friends and safe under the big oak tree with

CHRISTOPHERROBIN: Be brave!

ALL: Boom, rumble, rumble, rumble.

GOPHER/RABBIT: Aah!

OWL: According to my observations I have made with my eyes by looking at the clouds, it seems like the storm is finally starting to pass.

PIGLET: That's such good news, because I don't think I can stay brave through one more lightning strike and crack of thunder.

NARRATOR: And just as Christopher Robin and Owl predicted, the rain storm blew away as fast as it arrived.

OWL: Now see, look the rain has almost stopped. Just as I suspected, this was a swift summer thunderstorm that cleared up into a lovely day for a picnic. If only all of our food wasn't spoiled in the rain.

NARRATOR: And the friends stopped listening to the rain and started listening to a different sort of noise coming from the top of the tree.

RABBIT: What is that buzzing?

CHRISTOPHERROBIN: Do you hear that? It sounds like it's coming from the top of the big oak tree.

RABBIT: It is. I wonder what it could be? Perhaps a dragon, or perhaps a heffalump!

PIGLET: A big scary loud heffalump that would trample over a small piglet like me? Oh dear!

EEYORE: I'm not sure what the buzzing is, or where it's coming from, but I know I've heard it before. I'm sure I've heard it when I was with Winnie the Pooh, not that anyone wants to know.

WINNIE THE POOH: The only reason things buzz, is because they are bees. And if they are bees, as I think they are, then their job is to make honey. And a Pooh bear's only job, is to eat it.

PIGLET: But Pooh bear, the nest is so high, how will you ever climb up to get the honey? It looks too dangerous to me. How scary!

TIGGER: Have no fear, Tigger is here! I'll just bounce up to the top of the tree and get some honey! Oh shucks, getting honey is not what Tiggers do best.

GOPHER: That's all right Tigger, perhaps a bee will flyby and we can politely ask if it could

spare some for our snack.

WINNIE THE POOH: That would be delicious. Because I believe our snacks are very wet, as they didn't have the good sense to get out of the rain like we all did.

CHRISTOPHERROBIN: But Pooh bear if you would just listen, I brought.

OWL: As the bees are my neighbors in the large oak tree, I can tell you they don't care much for sharing. They mostly prefer to not share.

EEYORE: Well perhaps there is a way you could sneak up to the top of the tree without them knowing. If only we were the rain clouds, then we could reach the top of the tree.

WINNIE THE POOH: Why Eeyore, that's it! I will pretend to be a small rain cloud blowing by one that didn't quite make it to and from the first storm. Since it just rained, the bees will never know the difference.

GOPHER: We can disguise you with some dirt, lucky for you know where there happens to be a great deal of fresh mud. Gee wiz is there a lot of fresh mud.

RABBIT: Gopher, that is fine, but now we just have a pooh bear covered in mud on the ground. How will we ever get Pooh bear to reach the top of the tree?

GOPHER: Well gee whiz, I didn't think about that part.

ROO: Pooh bear, I have a balloon that I saved from my birthday. If Christopher Robin would blow it up for you, you could float to the top of the tree, just like a raincloud!

KANGA: My kind little Roo! I am so proud of you for sharing. I'll have to get you some more balloons from Christopher Robin.

TIGGER: Great idea little buddy! I think I may have a balloon from your party too, and sharing is what Tiggers do best! I'll bounce by and get all the balloons I can find.

CHRISTOPHERROBIN: But Pooh Bear, listen to me, I have more...

ROO: Look, Mama, look, Tigger is back with the balloons! Christopher Robin would you blow these balloons up for us please?

CHRISTOPHERROBIN: All right.

RABBIT: I happen to have some extra string that I was using to make a small fence to keep heffalumps out of my garden. We can tie it to the balloons!

TIGGER: Oh Pooh bear! You're going to be higher than I've ever bounced, tell me what the view is like from the top of the tree!

ROO: Thank you for getting the balloons ready Christopher Robin, now pooh bear, hold on tight, and up you go!

ALL: One, two, three.

POOH: Oh what a wonderful sight for a rumbly, tummy. I can see the ground getting farther and father, and honey getting closer and closer. Hello dear bees, don't mind me, I am just a small raincloud here to borrow some honey.

BEES: Not from us!

EEYORE: Do you think you've fooled the bees Pooh bear?

KANGA: Is Roo's balloon doing the trick? You're so high up in the tree you must be able to reach the bee's nest.

OWL: Dear Pooh bear, I do fear that I hear the buzzing of the bees becoming angrier and angrier. I believe they know that you are not a raincloud and indeed a bear. Beware of the bees!

WINNIE THE POOH: Oh dear, I think you're right owl. Now that I am closer I see that these are the wrong kind of bees, and while they make honey they are not the kind of bees that share.

NARRATOR: And just as pooh thought, the bees were getting angrier, and angrier the closer and closer the balloon climbed, until all of the sudden one of the bees got a very brave idea and stung the balloons keeping Pooh bear in the air.

ALL: Pop.

WINNIE THE POOH: Oh bother.

ALL: Crash.

CHRISTOPHERROBIN: Pooh bear, silly old friend, what I've been trying to tell you is I brought more honey for you. It's been here the whole time.

WINNIE THE POOH: Oh what a tasty treat! Falling out of the oak tree does make a pooh bear's tummy rumbly.

ALL: Silly old bear.