WEMBERLY WORRIED
by Kevin Henkes Scripted by Jill Jauque
Parts(10): Narrator 1 Narrator 2 Narrator 3 Narrator 4 Mother Wemberly Father Grandmother Mrs. Peachum Jewel
Narrator 1: WEMBERLY WORRIED
Narrator 2: Wemberly worried about everything. Big things, little things, and things in between.
Narrator 3: Wemberly worried in the morning. She worried at night. And she worried throughout the day.
Mother: "You worry too much,"
Narrator 4: said her mother.
Father: "When you worry, I worry,"
Narrator 4: said her father.
Grandmother: "Worry, worry, worry. Too much worry."
Narrator 4: said her grandmother.
Narrator 1: At home, Wemberly worried about the tree in the front yard, and the crack in the living room wall, and the noise the radiators made.
Narrator 2: At the playground, Wemberly worried about the chains on the swings, and the bolts on the slide, and the bars on the jungle gym.
Narrator 3: And always, she worried about her doll, Petal.
Mother: "Don't worry,"
Narrator 4: said her mother.
Father: "Don't worry,"
Narrator 4: said her father.
Narrator 1: But Wemberly worried. She worried and worried and worried.
Narrator 2: When Wemberly was especially worried, she rubbed Petal's ears. Wemberly worried
that if she didn't stop worrying, Petal would have no ears left at all.
Narrator 3: On her birthday, Wemberly worried that no one would come to her party.
Mother: "See, there was nothing to worry about,"
Narrator 4: said her mother. But then Wemberly worried that there wouldn't be enough cake.
Narrator 1: On Halloween, Wemberly worried that there would be too many butterflies in the
neighborhood parade.
Father: "See, there was nothing to worry about,"
Narrator 2: said her father. But then Wemberly worried because she was the only one.
Mother: "You worry too much,"
Narrator 3: said her mother.
Father: "When you worry, I worry,"
Narrator 3: said her father.
Grandmother: "Worry, worry, worry. Too much worry,"
Narrator 3: said her grandmother.
Narrator 4: Soon, Wemberly had a new worry: school. Wemberly worried about the start of school
more than anything she had ever worried about before.
Narrator 4: By the time the first day arrived, Wemberly had a long list of worries.
Wemberly: What if no one else has spots? What is no one else wears stripes? What if no one else brings a doll? What if the teacher is mean? What if the room smells bad? What if they make fun of my name? What if I can¹t find the bathroom? What if I hate snack? What if I have to cry?
Mother: "Don't worry,"
Narrator 1: said her mother.
Father: "Don't worry,"
Narrator 1: said her father. But Wemberly worried. She worried, and worried, and worried.
SHE WORRIED ALL THE WAY THERE.
Narrator 2: While Wemberly's parents talked to the teacher, Mrs. Peachum, Wemberly looked around
the room. Then Mrs. Peachum said,
Mrs. Peachum: "Wemberly, there is someone I think you should meet."
Narrator 3: Her name was Jewel. She was standing by herself. She was wearing stripes. She
was holding a doll.
Narrator 4: At first, Wemberly and Jewel just peeked at each other.
Wemberly: "This is Petal,"
Narrator 1: said Wemberly.
Jewel: "This is Nibblet,"
Narrator 1: said Jewel.
Narrator 2: Petal waved. Nibblet waved back.
Jewel: "Hi,"
Narrator 3: said Petal.
Wemberly: "Hi,"
Narrator 3: said Nibblet.
Wemberly: "I rub her ears,"
Narrator 4: said Wemberly.
Jewel: "I rub her nose,"
Narrator 4: said Jewel.
Narrator 1: Throughout the morning, Wemberly and Jewel sat side by side and played together
whenever they could. Petal and Nibblet sat side by side, too.
Narrator 2: Wemberly worried. But no more than usual. And sometimes even less.
Narrator 3: Before Wemberly knew it, it was time to go home.
Mrs. Peachum: "Come back tomorrow,"
Narrator 4: called Mrs. Peachum, as the students walked out the door. Wemberly turned and
smiled and waved. She said,
Wemberly: "I will. Don¹t worry." |
