Bunching Hoisery
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The Bunching Hosiery
Narrator: as we’re approaching memorial day we wanted to remember our countries very first soldiers, the first American revolutionary army. The scene is Washington and his army crossing the Delaware. It was a cold December day in 1776 and they have been on the water for some time now…
Private Private: Are we there yet?
Washington: NO!
Private Private: When are we going to get there?
Washington: We’ll get there when we get there! Stop asking!
Private Private: But I’m cold, and I’m hungry, and I want to be there, and my toes are cold, and my nose hurts…
Washington: Do you want me to turn this boat around and not go there at all? Is that what you want? Because I can do that you know…
Private Private: No…
Washington: No what?
Private Private: No sir.
Washington: That’s what I thought.
Jose: Can I steer?
Washington: NO! I told you that before!
Private Private: **talking to Jose** just because he’s the general he thinks he can do whatever he wants.
Washington: Will you hush back there! **Darth Vader voice** I mean, I am your father…. Of the country that is.
(pause)
Ishmael: **talking to Jose** Look… your doing it again.
Jose: Doing what?
Ishmael: You’re on my side of the boat!
Jose: I am not!
Ishmael: Yes you are and you know it!
**talking to Washington about Jose** HES ON MY SIDE OF THE BOAT!
Washington: Just let it go.
Private Private: **talking about Ishmael** He’s touching me!!! STOP TOUCHING ME!
Ishmael: It’s not like I have anywhere else to sit.
Washington: If you don’t stop it I’m going to separate you two… is that what you want, to be separated? Because if I have to separate you two one of you is going to be sitting outside the boat!
Private Private and Ishmael: I’m sorry.
Washington: Sorry what?
Private Private and Ishmael: We’re sorry sir.
Washington : **scratching**
Jose: Why are you scratching?
Washington: My hosiery is bunching and this uniform is itchy. You know Betsy Ross made these uniforms out of scrap material.
Jose: Ooooooh… that’s why they are all red, white, and blue stripes.
Washington: Do you think these vertical stripes make my butt look big?
Private Private: No, no George, its just thick material.
Ishmael: **talking to Jose** Sure its thick material I see him sneaking that extra biscuit at meal times… oh I’ve seen it… many a times.
Washington: What was that?
Ishmael: Nothing.
Washington: No tell me.
Ishmael: … oh I was just saying… uh… I love crossing the Delaware… id do it anytime.
Washington: Now that’s the spirit Soldier. What’s your name?
Ishmael: Call me Ishmael…
Private Private: **whispers into Washington’s ear**
Washington: Why didn’t you think of that before we left!?! I mean come on now did you really have to have all that wassail?
Private Private: But I was