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Intitulé: Théâtre et communication
Niveau: 4e, 3e et 2nde.
Problématique: Le théâtre pourrait-il être un outil de communication.
Réalisation/Production: jouer une pièce de théâtre lors de la journée de langues.

Les étapes:
Séance 1: projeter une vidéo d'une scénette joué par des élèves dans un lycée aux Etats Unis, et qui parle d'immigration. La vidéo est intéressante dans la mesure que les commentaires de la directrice artistique pourraient être bénéfiques pour les élèves. Les élèves et l'enseignant pourraient débattre de l'idée du projet.
Objectives: To understand what is acting.
Skills:  Listening + Speaking.
Séance 2:  Reading short stories about immigration.
Pre reading activity: analysis of book covers.
Skills: Reading.
Séance 3: Reading extracts from short stories. Setting, characters and events.
Séance 4: Short movie about immigration + debate.
Skills: Listening + Speaking.
Tâche intermédiaire: You are an immigrant. Write a letter to a friend to talk about your agonies and expectations.
Skills: Writing.
Séance 5: Reading of a script "Identity".
Objectives: get acquainted to the style of play writing.
Skills: Reading
Séance 6: Cartoon about immigration. Description of the cartoon and refreshing ideas about the theme.
Skills: Speaking.
Séance 7: Tâche finale: write a draft of a drama scene entitled
immigrants meeting in the same place but speaking different languages.

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HEC-TV: Metro Theater Addresses the Immigration Experience with "New Kid"

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Metro Theater's "New Kid" delves into the immigration experience from the point of view of a child dealing with adapting to life in the United States.

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Persea Publishers

The story's set in the 1920s on the Lower East Side of Manhattan, and tells the story of Sara Smolinsky, the youngest daughter of an Orthodox rabbi, who rebels against her father's rigid conception of Jewish womanhood. Sarah's struggle towards independence and self-fulfillment resonates with a passion all can share.

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17 Books That Perfectly Capture The Immigrant Experience

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مسرحية الهجرة اللاشرعية { الحرقة }

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شخصيات المسرحية: حمزة: هاجر بطريقة غير شرعية إلى إيطاليا. آدم: حاصل على شهادة ليسانس في الحقوق. محمد: ترك الدراسة منذ سنوات وبقي تائها في الشوارع بسبب الفقر وال

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هجرة بيئية

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ظاهرة الهجرة السرية 

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ظاهرة الهجرة السرية - موضوع -

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Boats and boating--Equipment and supplies

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الهجرة

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هجرة العقول العربية<

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هجرة العقول العربية

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A play by Amber Cannon, Connor Frankgate, Courtney Patton, Gary McCready, Joanna McMillan, Lauren Carr, Louise Skee, Ross Taggart, Shaun Warnock , Siobhan Woods & Toni Couper Research by Kay Clark & Craig Mitchell Amended 13.04.12

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THE EMPTY STAGE IS DOMINATED BY A LARGE SCREEN IN THE SHAPE OF A MOBILE PHONE DISPLAY PANEL. THE SILENCE IS BROKEN BY THE SOUND OF A TEXT ALERT. AS THE UNSEEN CHARACTERS SPEAK, THEIR WORDS APPEAR IN TEXT-SPEAK ON THE SCREEN. ROSS: (OFF-STAGE) Awrite? Yuptaaa? COURTNEY: (OFF-STAGE) Nuhin. ROSS: (OFF-STAGE) Wanta dae suhin? COURTNEY: (OFF-STAGE) Ma bit? ROSS: (OFF-STAGE) I'm not going away up eh Port. I've not had eh injections. You come doon here. COURTNEY: (OFF-STAGE) Gourock? Naw thanks, I've met enough bams the day. ROSS: (OFF-STAGE) Half way? COURTNEY: (OFF-STAGE) Where? ROSS: (OFF-STAGE) Bus stops at Cappielow. COURTNEY: (OFF-STAGE) Ootside? It's raining. ROSS: (OFF-STAGE) We can dive intae that big mad sugar thingy. COURTNEY: (OFF-STAGE) Awrite.

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THE SCREEN GOES BLANK AND THE STAGE IS FILLED WITH 19TH (and early 20th) CENTURY IMMIGRANTS AT A CUSTOMS POINT IN GREENOCK. THREE IMMIGRATION OFFICIALS FACE THE CROWD ACROSS A DESK. IMMIGRATION OFFICIAL #1: IRISH IMMIGRANT #1: IMMIGRATION OFFICIAL #1: IMMIGRATION OFFICIAL #2: IMMIGRATION OFFICIAL #3: Name? Liam O'Kane. (SHOUT) Liam Kane. (WRITING IN LEDGER) Ian Kane. (STAMPING CERTIFICATE) Ian Crane.

IRISH IMMIGRANT #1 TAKES HIS CERTIFICATE, LOOKS AT IT, SHRUGS AND MOVES ON. THE NEXT IMMIGRANT APPROACHES THE DESK. IMMIGRATION OFFICIAL #1: IRISH IMMIGRANT #2: IMMIGRATION OFFICIAL #1: IMMIGRATION OFFICIAL #2: Name? Padraig Michael Joseph McGurnighan. (SHOUT) Joseph McGurnigay. (WRITING IN LEDGER) Joseph McGubbligan. IMMIGRATION OFFICIAL #3: (STAMPING CERTIFICATE) Joseph McGubbins.

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IRISH IMMIGRANT #2 TAKES HIS CERTIFICATE, LOOKS AT IT, SHRUGS AND MOVES ON. THE NEXT IMMIGRANT APPROACHES THE DESK. IMMIGRATION OFFICIAL #1: Name?

ITALIAN IMMIGRANT #1: Antonio Ricardo Guarino from Sicilia. IMMIGRATION OFFICIAL #1: IMMIGRATION OFFICIAL #2: IMMIGRATION OFFICIAL #3: (SHOUT) Anthony Sicilia. (WRITING IN LEDGER) Anthony Cecil. (STAMPING CERTIFICATE) Anthony Semple. ITALIAN IMMIGRANT #1 TAKES HIS CERTIFICATE, LOOKS AT IT, SHRUGS AND MOVES ON. THE LINE OF IMMIGRANTS CONTINUES TO BE PROCESSED AT THE DESK. COURTNEY AND ROSS COME ON. COURTNEY: I swear man, that bus was like suhin oot o' Dr Who. Every kindo weirdo under the sun. ROSS: Mines was mer like Back to the Future. It was pure going black and white the further I got fae Gourock. COURTNEY: Haw look at these mad crowds, man. You said it would be private in here. ROSS: Must be mer mad winchers in Greenock than we thought.

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COURTNEY:

Look at the nick o' her.

COURTNEY AND ROSS APPROACH a 12-YEAR-OLD GIRL - HAZEL KAMINSKI DRESSED IN THE GARB OF A 19TH CENTURY RUSSIAN JEW. PROJECTION: 1884. In this year Gladstone's Reform Act

gives working class males voting rights. All women and 40% of adult men were still without the vote. ROSS: Awrite?

HAZEL DOESN'T ANSWER; SHE JUST PLAYS WITH HER LONG HAIR. COURTNEY: HAZEL: ROSS: COURTNEY: HAZEL: ROSS: What's your name? Privet menya zovat Hazel Kaminski. (LAUGH) That's easy for her to say. Where you fae? I am from Moscow. Is that one o' them posh estates up the back o' the broomie? COURTNEY: Where d'ye buy your gear; the Primark bargain rail?

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HAZEL'S TWO SISTERS, 18-YEAR OLD VALERIYA AND 10-YEAR-OLD DOMINIKA JOIN HER. VALERIYA: ROSS: HAZEL: ROSS: DOMINIKA: ROSS: In Russia we dressed like princesses. Whit d'ye come her for then? The pogrom. Like a back to work pogrom or suhin? We were not welcome in Russia any more. Did the doctor say yer old man was fit for work? VALERIYA: We were persecuted for being Jewish.

COURTNEY:

What would you come to a dump like Inverclyde for?

HAZEL:

If you had seen what we have seen, you would not call Inverclyde a dump.

HAZEL, VALERIYA AND DOMINIKA COME TO THE FRONT OF THE STAGE AND TALK TO THE AUDIENCE. DOMINIKA: Daddy and Babushka took us from our beds and on to the next boat. It didn't matter where it was going - it was going to be safer than Moscow.

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VALERIYA:

All I have of my old life is a picture of me and my mum.

COURTNEY: DOMINIKA: HAZEL: VALERIYA:

Why did she not come? The pogrom. They killed her. When we arrived in Inverclyde I was very nervous and worried about what other people would think about us and our type of family.

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When we came into the docks we got off the boat making sure none of us got lost. We had heard talk of a Jewish community but we couldn't find it and had to take shelter under a shop window until a fellow Russian found us and took us to the community. Me, my two sisters, our father and babushka live in a shack. It is cramped and damp, but it is shelter.

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making and is starting to establish a new business here. DOMINIKA: When he opens his shop, we will be able to go back to school. VALERIYA: HAZEL: And get pretty new clothes. Father says business is very different here. In Russia he used to mainly make shoes but now the only thing he does is repair them. I think he really misses making them but, as he says, this is our life now and we will have to get used to it. DOMINIKA: In our community most are from Russia and all the men work in the factories and make next to nothing to live on. I want the life we had. When people did things for us. My clothes are in tatters and I want new ones. I don't go out to play with the other children: they are not educated, they have no money. I guess I'm just the same now. I want to live like a princess again not a squatter. HAZEL: I miss all my old friends. I miss Russia but babushka probably misses it the most. ROSS AND COURTNEY PUSH THEIR WAY INTO THE FAMILY REVERIE. COURTNEY: Who's this pure bush guy youse are on about?

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ROSS:

Big Bad Bushka - Pure big Bad Bushka's gonnae get you!

VALERIYA:

She's our Babushka, our grandmother, our mother's mother.

ROSS: DOMINIKA: ROSS:

You better no' shove her aff the bus. What is this bus? Too stuck up for public transport are youse?

DOMINIKA:

For me the word transport brings up a picture of the horrible overcrowded boat. Foul-smelling people all crushed together, leaving somewhere we don't want to leave and frightened of where we are going to end up.

ROSS: COURTNEY: VALERIYA:

So you've been on the Midton bus? Never mind him. Where's your babushka now? In front of the fire, putting on a brave face.

THE STAGE DARKENS AND A SPOTLIGHT PICKS OUT BABUSHKA, A 74-YEAROLD WOMAN, DRESSED IN DARK CLOTHES, WARMING HERSELF AT A ROARING FIRE.

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everything in it. Our family hardly speak English and people find it hard to understand our Jewish accents so it has been hard for us. Everything and everyone is different here. We find it hard to afford things but if we stay together and work hard we'll be fine. I look after my granddaughters when my son works. They all respect me and we love spending time together. Valeriya and Hazel will work in the shop when it opens but the little one, Dominika, is too young to be out working. I hope one day we will become rich again but I fear we won't. If I could have things my way we would be on the next boat home. THE STAGE LIGHTS UP TO SHOW COURTNEY AND ROSS ALONE. COURTNEY: ROSS: Right cheery bunch that lot. Aye, a pure advert against drugs whatever they were on. COURTNEY: Mon see if we can find somewhere a bit more private.

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ROSS AND COURTNEY GO THROUGH A TENEMENT ENTRANCE AND INTO ... A SINGLE END FLAT. PROJECTION: 1851. In this year the Emigration Act made emigration more freely available to the poorest. A landlord could secure a passage to Australia for a nominee at the cost of £1. SHONA, A TALL RED-HEADED WOMAN IN HER EARLY TWENTIES, IS THERE WITH HER HUSBAND, STEPHEN. STEPHEN IS STRIPPED TO THE WAIST AND IS WASHING AT THE SINK IN FRONT OF A WINDOW. UNDETECTED, COURTNEY AND ROSS WATCH THE SCENE. SHONA: Hurry up you. I want to get the dishes done and have the place spick and span for Heather and the wean arriving. STEPHEN: What about Jamie? Has he decided not to come? SHONA: Heather's letter said he's going straight to the yard for a job. STEPHEN: His luck should be in, that was another two guys fell off the scaffolding this week. SHONA: Stephen! You know I don't like you talking like that. STEPHEN: SHONA: That's what it's like. Some days I stand at that window just watching them gates, wondering who's going to be the next

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brought out on a stretcher. Or worse. Just praying it isn't you. STEPHEN: SHONA: Don't go worrying about me. I'm not daft. Neither was your brother. Dead at 22, what a waste. STEPHEN: Would you rather I didn't work and we starved to death? SHONA: STEPHEN: SHONA: I'd rather go back home. Ah, your idyllic highland home. Aye. I miss the green fields, the heathered hills, the high clear sky and the fresh air. Oh, how I miss fresh air. STEPHEN IS FINISHED WASHING. HE MOVES FROM THE SINK AND ALLOWS SHONA TO LOAD IT WITH POTS AND DISHES. STEPHEN: Shove your neb out the window, there's all the fresh air you want out there. SHONA: No. That's the smell of soot and burning metal and thousands of sweaty bodies. You don't get fresh air in Grianaig. STEPHEN: At least we've got indoor plumbing.

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One sink and a toilet we've got to share with eight other families.

STEPHEN:

Inverclyde must have something if your sister's left your precious highlands to come here. And that'll be another family you're sharing the cludgie with. Not to mention that sink.

SHONA:

Jamie'll soon have a job and they can get a place of their own. And I can't wait to meet wee Robbie.

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ROSS: SHONA: COURTNEY: SHONA:

(TO COURTNEY)What the ..? Where even are we? This is Grianaig, Greenock. Grianaig? Grian Aig - Sunny Bay. That's what our highland forebears named this place when they docked here.

ROSS:

Sunny? Greenock? They must've been hallucinating, man.

HEATHER:

(OFF-STAGE) Yoo-hoo. Anybody home?

SHONA IS DELIGHTED TO HEAR THE VOICE. SHE STRAIGHTENS HER CLOTHES AND MEETS HER SISTER COMING IN. HEATHER IS YOUNGER THAN SHONA AND IS HEAVILY PREGNANT AND CARRYING A BABY. THE BABY IS WEARING ONLY ONE SHOE. SHONA: (ABOUT PREGNANT BUMP) Nobody told me about that. HEATHER: SHONA: HEATHER: I didn't know when I last wrote. And this must be Robbie. Where's his other shoe? He lost it on the boat. Everybody was calling him Wee Robbie Wan Shoe.

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SHONA:

We'll have to get that sorted. There's a cobbler's on the corner that does hand-made shoes.

HEATHER: SHONA:

We can't afford the likes of that. The old Russian that runs it has a soft spot for the wee ones. I'll speak to him.

HEATHER SURVEYS THE CRAMPED SURROUNDINGS. HEATHER: SHONA: HEATHER: SHONA: Where should I drop my bag. Anywhere you like. My palace is your palace. Where are the bedrooms? Me and Stephen are over there (POINTS AT CORNER) In the set-in. He's cleared out that corner for you, Jamie and the wean to set up. Or, should I say, weans? ROSS: COURTNEY: Six o' them living in the one room? It's bad enough sharing with my wee sister. I swear if I see her wearing any mer o' my gear I'll drag her like she's never been dragged in her life. HEATHER AND ROBBIE DON'T SEE OR HEAR ROSS AND COURTNEY. SHONA IGNORES THEM.

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SHONA:

How are things at home?

HEATHER AND SHONA SIT DOWN AND SHONA TAKES ROBBIE ON HER LAP. ROSS AND COURTNEY LISTEN TO THE CONVERSATION. HEATHER: It's terrible, Shona. We've been living on tatties for months. The old ones are predicting another failed cop. Like when we were wee. SHONA: HEATHER: SHONA: HEATHER: How long ago was that? The great failed potato crop of 1840. Has that been 11 years already? The duke said we weren't producing enough at the croft and offered us the money to come here. Jamie jumped at it. He said the landowners will always get their way in the end. They wanted to send us to Australia and Jamie was going to go. I said no, I wanted to be with you. SHONA: HEATHER: SHONA: HEATHER: And I'm glad you did. It's great to see you. What have you been up to? I've got a job. Really?

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All the women go to work round here. The ones that don't have weans, anyway.

HEATHER: SHONA:

Sounds exciting. Selling groceries to women in fur coats is one sure way of knowing how little you've got.

HEATHER: SHONA:

You don't sound happy. I will be now you're here. And this wee one.

SHONA HUGS ROBBIE TIGHTLY. HEATHER SURVEYS HER SURROUNDINGS: WHAT HAS SHE GOT HERSELF INTO. ROSS: This mob are frying my brain. Mon.

ROSS TAKES COURTNEY BY THE HAND AND LEADS HER OUT OF THE FLAT AND INTO ... A DIMLY LIT COBBLED STREET. COURTNEY: Whit's happing to us, man. It's like we're in one of them books that fat guy with the skelly eyes used to read to us in the library in primary school. Know them ones ... what was the guy's name? Dickens. Charles Dickens. ROSS: If it's the same fat guy with the skelly eye that used to come to my school he wasn't called Dickens.

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COURTNEY:

Not the fat guy with the skelly eye, the guy that wrote the books.

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Dickens. That's a bumper name, man. Imagine he was in our year the hassle he'd get. Big Dick Dickens, Vickie Dickens the Dick, pure (SINGS) dick duckier dickens, write a little book for me. Pure mental man.

RONNIE, A FISHERMAN IN HIS FORTIES AND DRESSED FROM THE EARLY TWENTIETH CENTURY, COMES ALONG THE STREET. PROJECTION: 1909. In this year the Old Age Pension Act for a non-contributory pension for people over 70 was enacted. It paid a weekly pension of 5 shillings, or 7 shillings and 6 pence for married couples, to half a million eligible people. RONNIE: More foreigners! What god-forsaken land do you come from dressed like that? COURTNEY: RONNIE: ROSS: Yer nae Gok Wan yourself. And what's this garbled language you speak? Haw you. Drap the gash patter. We don't take kindly to cheek round here. RONNIE: Round here? What would you know about round here? ROSS: I've lived in Gourock all my life. That's whit.

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COURTNEY:

Where you fae?

RONNIE POINTS INTO THE DISTANCE. RONNIE: COURTNEY: ROSS: See that river? The Clyde, aye. D'you know what they say? If you stand in Inverclyde and you cannae see the Clyde it's 'cause it's raining. If you can see the Clyde, it's gonnae rain. RONNIE: I've been fishing that river since I was 12 and my family's been fishing it for over 100 years, but now these thieving immigrants are helping themselves to our fish. ROSS: Did yer mammy never tell you to share and share alike? RONNIE: How am I meant to support a wife and four children when any Tony, Dirk or Paddy can throw a line in and steal the food out of our mouths. My boat was my father's before me and his father's before him and I wanted to pass it on to my son. Every week it's like more and more immigrants come to Scotland and take up fishing. COURTNEY: Live and let live, mate, eh!

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RONNIE BECOMES ANGRY AND CHASES ROSS AND COURTNEY. RONNIE: You cheeky wee ...

ROSS AND COURTNEY ESCAPE AND TAKE REFUGE IN A BUS SHELTER. ROSS: COURTNEY: What's this all about, man? I think it's about how folk ended up in Inverclyde. ROSS: COURTNEY: ROSS: COURTNEY: ROSS: It's weird. Pure doing my nut in. I think it's interesting. I think they're all aff their heids. How? You'd need to be aff yer heid to leave anywhere to come here. COURTNEY: You no' been paying attention? The poor souls are running away fae persecution and starvation. ROSS: How'd they no' run tae somewhere decent. Like Disneyland or something? COURTNEY: It's about a hunner and fifty years ago. There was nae Disneyland.

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ROSS: COURTNEY:

Aw the same, Inverclyde? It looks like it was a pretty welcoming place to me.

ROSS:

Aye, one thing about the Scots, we've always been pretty sociable.

A VOICE (ALDO'S) COMES FROM THE DARKNESS. ALDO: That'll be right.

ALDO, A 12-YEAR-OLD BOY AND HIS YOUNGER SISTER, CARLA, DRESSED IN THE STYLE OF THE 1940S COME ON. PROJECTION: 1940. In this year when Italy entered the war, Churchill suspected a fifth column of enemy nationals living in the UK and famously declared that they should 'Collar the lot!' Many Italians in Scotland were rounded up and imprisoned. ROSS: Whit you on about? We're pure friendly wi' anybody ya bam. ALDO: ROSS: Aye, till a fight breaks out. We don't start 'em, but we're always going to finish them. ALDO: Want to prove it?

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ROSS: CARLA:

(LAUGHING) Check out this bam. No fighting, please. I couldn't stand any more fighting.

COURTNEY:

Aye, drap it ya pair o' dafties. (TO ALDO) What year is it where you're living?

ALDO: COURTNEY: ROSS:

1940 of course. And whit's your story? What are you on about? (MOCKING)'Whit's your story?'

COURTNEY:

You not getting it? Everybody we've met the night's got a story.

ROSS: ALDO: ROSS:

Oh, right. (TO ALDO) Where do you come fae? Ann Street. No, where d'you really come fae. Where were you born?

ALDO: ROSS: ALDO:

Greenock. But yer maw an' that, where they fae? My mother was born in Port Glasgow.

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ROSS:

(TO COURTNEY) See, a pair o' Port weans. They've not got any story!

CARLA:

If you mean where did our ancestors come from, it was Italy.

ALDO:

My daddy's granda and his family came over from Naples seventy years ago.

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So you're as Scottish as us? We thought so, till the fighting started. How, what happened? Mussolini threw his lot in with Hitler. That bastard? So anybody with an Italian name became fair game for the vigilantes.

COURTNEY: CARLA:

What did they do to youse? The noise was horrible. Everywhere ... we were in bed and suddenly there was noise everywhere ... the café down the stairs ... the windows got smashed ... all the plates and the counters ...

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THE LIGHT FADES ON ROSS AND COURTNEY AND COMES UP ON A 1940S CHILDREN'S BEDROOM. ALDO AND CARLA TAKE REFUGE UNDER THE BED. THE SOUND OF A MOB RIOTING BELOW THEM DRIFTS ON TO THE STAGE. CARLA: ALDO: Are they going to kill us? No, they're just angry because of what Mussolini said. CARLA: ALDO: CARLA: What did he say? That he was taking Hitler's side in the war. But my daddy and uncle Ricardo are in the British army. We're on Britain's side. THE NOISE OF THE MOB GETS LOUDER. SOME OF THE WORDS BECOME DISCERNABLE. MOB: CARLA: (OFF-STAGE) Tallies out ... Fascists ... Are they going to take us away?

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SUDDENLY THE RIOTING NOISES ARE INTERRUPTED BY POLICE WHISTLES AND THE RIOTERS QUIETEN. PROVOST: (OFF-STAGE) Listen up, all of you. We might be at war with Italy but we cannot wage war on women and children. All the alien men have been rounded up ... RIOTER: PROVOST: (OFF-STAGE) They're all tallies. (OFF-STAGE) Anyone disobeying this instruction will be arrested and locked up. We have rounded up all the alien men. So go home to your families and pray this war is over soon. WE HEAR THE CROWD DISSIPATE AND ALDO AND CARLA CAUTIOUSLY EMERGE FROM UNDER THE BED. ROSS AND COURTNEY JOIN THEM. ROSS: COURTNEY: CARLA: ALDO: Y'awright, man? Where've they took yer Granda? We don't know? Somebody said they've got a place in the Isle of Man where they'll keep them till the wars over. ROSS: How come they've took yer Granda but yer dad and yer uncle are in the British army. ALDO: Granda's not a British subject.

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COURTNEY: ROSS:

Bummer! Is your chippy still open? I could murder a munchie box.

COURTNEY HITS ROSS ON THE ARM. ROSS: Whit?

ALDO AND CARLA MERGE INTO THE DARKNESS THAT SURROUNDS THEIR BED. ROSS: D'ye know what I'd hate most about living in the past? COURTNEY: ROSS: COURTNEY: ROSS: Nae video games? Having tae go to work. Eh? That wee Italian guy working in the café, that mad fisherman talking about working when he was 12. Did the weans never go out to play or that? A 10-YEAR-OLD BOY DRESSED IN THE STYLE OF THE EARLY TWENTIETH CENTURY, WEE BOB, RUNS ON AND TRIES TO PUSH BETWEEN ROSS AND COURTNEY. PROJECTION: ROSS: 1901. In this year Irn Bru was invented.

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ROSS GRABS WEE BOB BY THE SCRUFF OF THE NECK. WEE BOB: Let me go. They're after me.

COURTNEY LOOKS IN THE DIRECTION THAT WEE BOB CAME FROM. COURTNEY: I cannae see anybody.

WEE BOB TRIES TO WRIGGLE FREE. ROSS: WEE BOB: COURTNEY: ROSS: WEE BOB: ROSS: WEE BOB: ROSS: WEE BOB: ROSS: Who's after you, wee man? Them. The doo men. The whit men? Doo men. Pigeon fanciers. Aye, them. What are they after you for? Let me go and I'll tell you. (SARCASM) Aye, right! Honest. (TO COURTNEY) What d'ye think?

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ROSS RELEASES HIS GRIP ON WEE BOB. WEE BOB STRAIGHTENS HIS CLOTHES. ROSS: WEE BOB: Alright, what's the story? Me and my mates heard about this new stuff: Iron Brew - (ADVERTISING VOICE) the invigorating and refreshing tonic beverage. ROSS: COURTNEY: WEE BOB: I love a cheeky wee can of the brew. Diet? What would I want to change the colour o' it for? ROSS: That's no' what she's talking about. But how does Iron Brew get you into bother with the doo men? WEE BOB: Me and a couple of friends from up ma close wanted to try Iron Brew, so we put all our money together to get a bottle but it still wisnae enough. COURTNEY: ROSS: WEE BOB: That's a wee shame. What d'you dae? I stole a bottle.

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ROSS: WEE BOB:

Class. Aff the doo men? Naw. Oot the shop. Whit would the doo men be doing with Iron Brew?

COURTNEY: ROSS:

Curing a hangover? Never mind. How did you get fae nicking a bottle of brew to getting chased by doo man?

WEE BOB: COURTNEY: WEE BOB:

Give me a chance and I'll tell you. Be our guest. We drank the iron brew. It was delicious and gave us loads o' energy. So we went doon the fields and kicked a ball about . . .

ROSS: WEE BOB:

(INTERRUPTING) Hold on, what year you living in? (TO COURTNEY) Is he serious? He doesnae know what year it is?

COURTNEY: WEE BOB: ROSS:

Do you? Aye! It's 1901. Did they even have fitba in 1901?

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Aye, we've got two big teams - Port Glasgow and the Morton.

ROSS: WEE BOB:

The Port? Aye, right. Did you no' hear about the riot a couple o' years back?

COURTNEY: WEE BOB:

A fitba riot? Aye look.

WEE BOB POINTS TOWARDS A LIGHT THAT PICKS OUT TWO MEN, RAB AND JOE, IN THEIR EARLY TWENTIES RUNNING INTO A PUB. WITH THE SOUND OF RIOTING OUTSIDE, COURTNEY, ROSS AND WEE BOB WATCH . . . PROJECTION: 1898. In this year Queen Victoria was on the throne and Robert Cecil, Marques of Salisbury, was the Conservative Prime Minister. RAB: JOE: I thought we were done for there. Did you see that big bruiser with the broken bottle? RAB: I was too busy keeping an eye on the wee wan with the knife. JOE: RAB: What's the game coming to? If football's going to bring the worst out in folk like this, they'd be better taking a knife to the baw right now.

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JOE:

And what would we do wi' our Saturday efternoons? Go tae the shops or hang about the mooth o' the close gossiping wi' the women?

RAB:

Good point. Anyway it's no' really about the game, it's like two tribes, the Greenock wans and the Port wans, going to war.

JOE:

Aye. And we cannae let the cads spoil the game.

THE LIGHT FADES ON JOE AND RAB AND WE ARE BACK WITH ROSS, COURTNEY AND WEE BOB. ROSS: WEE BOB: Man, a fitba riot in Greenock! The first football riot ever in Scotland! ROSS: COURTNEY: At last: suhin this place can boast about. Don't be stupit, we should be embarrassed about that. ROSS: WEE BOB: Only if we got beat. (TO WEE BOB) Who won? I don't know but 34 got the jail.

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Rehearsal Draft Forget the hooligan history lesson. You were telling us about how you ended up getting chased by the doo men.

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WEE BOB:

Oh aye. Right . . . after the kick-about we found a bit of rope - found it where it wasnae lost if you get my drift - and chucked it over a tree to make a swing. (LAUGHS)Tuck came right aff and landed in the stream.

COURTNEY:

(IMPATIENT) And that's when the doo men showed up?

WEE BOB: ROSS: WEE BOB:

(TO ROSS) Does she ever shut up? Just cut to the chase, wee man. Tuck went hame greetin' and the rest of us walked over the field. And that's when we spotted it . . .

COURTNEY: WEE BOB:

Spotted what? The strangest looking hut we ever saw in our lives. It was like a hut close. You know, all high stretching up like it was going to scrape the sky.

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So, did you knock it doon?

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WEE BOB:

Naw, we went in. It was full of manky pigeons.

ROSS: WEE BOB:

Rats with wings. And all these old guys cracked up and started swearing at us. We done a bunk and split up.

ROSS: WEE BOB:

(UNIMPRESSED) Is that it? Aye.

WEE BOB KICKS ROSS ON THE SHIN AND RUNS OFF. ROSS HOPS AROUND HOLDING HIS INJURED ANKLE. ROSS: (AFTER WEE BOB) Ya dirty wee . . .

A LIGHT PICKS OUT A SNOGGING COUPLE AT A BUS STOP. COURTNEY: Hey, look at this pair.

THE COUPLE - 20-YEAR-OLD GERMAN MAN, MACH, AND 18-YEAR-OLD REDHAIRED IRISH WOMAN, THERESA - COME OUT OF THEIR CLINCH AS COURTNEY AND ROSS APPROACH THEM. PROJECTION: 1870. In this year The Elementary Education Act set the framework for schooling of all children between ages of 5 and 12.

MACH:

(IN GERMAN ACCENT) No trouble. Please.

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Rehearsal Draft Nae bother, big man. I'm Courtney. He's Ross. (IRISH ACCENT) I am Theresa. (LAUGHING, AS MRS DOYLE) Go on, go on, go on, go on, go on.

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(TO COURTNEY) Is he okay? Naw!

COURTNEY PUNCHES ROSS ON THE ARM AGAIN. ROSS: Whit? (LAUGHING, TO THERESA) D'ye dae the Riverdance? ROSS DOES HIS OWN VERSION OF IRISH DANCING AND SINGS HIS OWN 'DIDDLE-DEE' ACCOMPANIMENT. THERESA: COURTNEY: MACH: COURTNEY: Poor soul. (NODDING AT MACH) And who's this big hunk? Mein name ist Mach. Where youse fae?

THERESA AND MACH ANSWER AT THE SAME TIME.

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Rehearsal Draft Germany. THERESA: Ireland.

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Ye's better have your story better than that if the polis ask.

THERESA:

I'm from Donegal in Ireland and Mach is from Hamburg in Germany.

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(LAUGH) Haw. Big man does that make you a hamburger.

MACH:

Ja, ich bin ein Hamburger.

ROSS FINDS THIS HILARIOUS. ROSS: Haw, he's a Hamburger and he's called Mach. He's a Big Mach. Nae salad please! COURTNEY: Where does somebody fae Donegal meet a guy fae Hamburg? THERESA: ROSS: COURTNEY: ROSS: Port Glasgow. Of course! That's pure romantic, so it is. Naw, I'm not buying that. You're fae Germany and she's fae Ireland and you just happen to get aff the boat up the Port and meet the wummin o' yer dreams. Nah.

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MACH: ROSS: MACH:

It wasn't that simple. Go on, then. We're no' in a hurry. (GERMAN ACCENT) I came to Scotland for a better life. I came with my four brothers.

AS MACH SPEAKS, THE LIGHTS GO UP ON A SHOP INTERIOR (CIRCA 1845) AND THERESA TAKES UP POSITION BEHIND THE COUNTER, SORTING THINGS TO OPEN THE SHOP. MACH: We were looking for a job and a better life. After a month on the boat we finally tied up and got off. I thought we were in America, but it was Port Glasgow. ROSS: COURTNEY: Nae luck, big man. Shut up you. (TO MACH) How did you meet yer girlfriend?

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We were surrounded by shipyards. It looked like hard work, but it was a way to get food on the table. We went there but met a crowd of immigrants, many of them from Deutschland, shouting and protesting.

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FROM OFF-STAGE WE HEAR A CROWD CHANT: WE WANT WORK, WE WANT WORK . . . ROSS: And the ginger Irish bird was one of the rioters?

COURTNEY HITS ROSS A PUNCH ON THE ARM TO SHUT HIM UP. MACH: I said to one of the German protesters: why are you not getting a job? He told me: "because the highlanders got here before us and took the shipyarding jobs, the best paid jobs in the area." After three days, I went in the kitchen and there was no food there so I took my last money and went to the shop. As soon as I walked in I saw the most beautiful woman on the counter. MACH GOES INTO THE SHOP AND STANDS ACROSS THE COUNTER FROM THERESA. COURTNEY: MACH: Her? Theresa, yes. But I didn't know that was her name and I was too shy to ask.

COURTNEY:

That's dead romantic. I can see the movie now: Mach's played by Daniel Craig or that and Theresa is, like, her fae Australia, what's her name, you know in the Chanel advert.

ROSS:

Oh, aye, 'cause I watch all that pish!

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I got eggs, milk, sugar and bread. I was nervous as she took everything from me and counted it up. When she was finished, I didn't have enough money. I told her and she said in thick Irish brogue ...

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(IRISH ACCENT) What you have will be enough. I was very thankful and when I walked out the shop I said to myself that is one fine woman. I saw on the door 'workers needed here.' I was too nervous to ask there and then, but I went back another day to try get a job. This time it was a small old man he said he was always away and there was only one staff. I said "yes, the red-haired woman." He said that was her. Well I will give you a one day trial tomorrow with Theresa. That's her name. And that's how I met the woman I am going to marry.

THERESA COMES FROM BEHIND THE COUNTER AND TAKES MACH'S HAND AND THEY WANDER OFF INTO THE DARKNESS TOGETHER. COURTNEY WATCHES THEM DREAMILY. ROSS: Heeds, Jakey alert.

COURTNEY LOOKS TO SEE THAT ROSS IS POINTING AT A RAGGED MAN (22YEAR-OLD VINCENT) ON A BENCH CLUTCHING A BOTTLE OF ALCOHOL. PROJECTION: 1827. In this year George Canning a Whig politician and self-proclaimed 'Irishman born in London' succeeds Lord Liverpool as British Prime Minister.

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ROSS AND COURTNEY SIT DOWN WITH VINCENT AND HE HANDS ROSS HIS BOTTLE. ROSS TAKES A DRINK AND OFFERS THE BOTTLE TO COURTNEY. COURTNEY: (REFUSING THE BOTTLE) Get real.

ROSS GIVES THE BOTTLE BACK TO VINCENT. ROSS: VINCENT: ROSS: VINCENT: ROSS: COURTNEY: D'you know what the barman said to the horse? (IRISH ACCENT) What would that be? Why the long face? I hate it here. There's a bus stop over there. How, what's up, mate?

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Me and my little brother, Jack, came here from Dublin. I got a job in the sugar refineries and Jack is in the church school. He's made friends and settled in. But I haven't. My work is dangerous and our flat is small, cramped and

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smells awful. Many of the people I work with don't want to talk to the Irish. COURTNEY: VINCENT: How no'? We all get tarred with the same brush as the bad ones. ROSS: Bad yins? What dae they get up to?

THE LIGHT FADES ON THE TRIO AND PICKS OUT MARY AND SIOBHAN, BOTH IN THEIR MID-THIRTIES AND DRESSED IN THE STYLE OF NINETEENTH CENTURY MILL WORKERS. MARY: SIOBHAN: C'mon, Kerr's getting hung the day. That John Kerr that was living up the stair fae youse? MARY: Aye, we better get doon the Mid Kirk as fast as we can. I want a good view. SIOBHAN AND MARY JOIN A CROWD WAITING FOR A HANGING AND JOCKEY FOR A VANTAGE POINT AMID THE NOISE OF AN IMPATIENT CROWD. MARY: SIOBHAN: Can you see his face? Look at him, Mary. That's what evil looks like. MARY: His poor wife. Murdered in her ain hoose!

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SIOBHAN:

I hope he swings high. For all the women that have to put up with his kind.

MARY:

I wouldn't like to give that hangman a cold dinner.

SIOBHAN: MARY: SIOBHAN:

What's that they're giving him? Looks like wine. I suppose he's as well going out of this life the way he lived in it.

MARY: SIOBHAN: MARY: SIOBHAN:

(AMUSED) Aye, drunk. There's the hood going on. He's no' long for this earth noo. And the noose.

MARY BLESSES HERSELF WITH THE SIGN OF THE CROSS. SIOBHAN: MARY: Don't waste your prayers on the likes o' him? (LYING) Ah'm no'!

THERE IS A MOMENT OF SILENCE THEN THE SOUND OF THE TRAP OPENING AND THE CROWD GASPS. THE SHOW OVER, THE CROWD DISPERSES.

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THE LIGHT SHIFTS TO PICK OUT COURTNEY, ROSS AND VINCENT. VINCENT: (IRISH ACCENT) An Irishman will never get a fair trial here. COURTNEY: He killed his wife but.

VINCENT:

So they say. Nobody was there to witness it.

COURTNEY:

Hanging was too good for him.

VINCENT RUBS HIS NECK. VINCENT: I wonder what excuse they'll find to do away with me. ROSS: Och, well, it was nice meeting you, my man.

ROSS GETS UP AND WALKS AWAY FROM THE BENCH, COURTNEY RELUCTANTLY FOLLOWS HIM. COURTNEY: ROSS: COURTNEY: We cannae leave him like that. How no'? The state he's in, he could commit suicide or anything.

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ROSS: COURTNEY: ROSS:

There's nothing we can do about that. We could try. Nae point. He's living, what, about a hunner years before we're born?

COURTNEY: ROSS: COURTNEY:

Aye. So we cannae alter the course of his life. Can we no'?

ROSS:

Nah. Ye cannae start messin' aboot with the space-time-continuum.

COURTNEY:

I suppose not.

COURTNEY LINKS ARMS WITH ROSS AND THEY WALK OUT OF THE DARKNESS INTO A BRIGHT STREET. THEY SEE THE KAMINSKI SISTERS, STANDING AT THE ENTRANCE TO A COBBLERS' SHOP. ROSS: Haw, look who it is. That mad Russian mob with the Bush granny. COURTNEY: ROSS: The Kaminskis. Look at the sign, man: Kaminski shoemakers and cobblers.

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COURTNEY:

They got their own shop just like the auld dear said.

ROSS: COURTNEY:

They must be minted. So how come they're aw looking pure glum?

AS THE LIGHTS GO DOWN ON COURTNEY AND ROSS, THE KAMINSKI SISTERS BECOME ACTIVE. DOMINIKA: It makes me so sad that Babushka never saw Russia again. HAZEL: VALERIYA: But she had happy years here. Yes, the people of Inverclyde have welcomed the Jews with open arms. HAZEL: She said the day that the Cathcart Street Synagogue opened was one of the happiest of her life. VALERIYA: And now she is to be buried alongside that synagogue. DOMINIKA: Alongside friends. Jews who came here from all over Europe. HAZEL: She was happy here.

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HAZEL: VALERIYA: DOMINIKA:

And I have no wish to see it again. Thank you Babushka. L'chaim, Granny.

THE LIGHT FADES ON THE KAMINSKIS AND WE SEE COURTNEY AND ROSS. ROSS: I never knew we had a pure synagogue in Cathcart Street. COURTNEY: ROSS: COURTNEY: It's no' there anymer. How no'? Is it a bingo hall noo or suhin? Mibbe it got bombed during the blitz; y'know that stuff Mr Crawley told us about in history. ROSS: Old creepy! I never went to his class. He gave me the ... well, the creeps! COURTNEY: Poor things. Coming all this way to escape persecution and Hitler still managed to knock doon their synagogue. ROSS: That's heavy solid.

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COURTNEY: ROSS:

Pure. I wonder how the rest o' the wans we met got on.

COURTNEY:

Aye, I wonder if Shona and Heather ever went back to the Highlands. And wee Robbie Wan Shoe.

THE LIGHT FADES ON COURTNEY AND ROSS AND ANOTHER COMES UP ON HEATHER'S ROOM AND KITCHEN. SHONA IS KNEELING AT A TIN BATH FULL OF APPLES FLOATING IN WATER. AS SHE BENDS DOWN TOWARDS THE APPLES, HEATHER PUSHES HER FACE INTO THE WATER. THE TWO WOMEN LAUGH. SHONA: (LAUGHING) It's just like when we were weans. HEATHER: Aye, it's like we've brought a bit of the Highlands to Inverclyde. SHONA: Made our mark.

THERE IS A KNOCK AT THE DOOR AND AN ELDERLY NEIGHBOUR, ISA, COMES IN CARRYING A LARGE DUMPLING. ISA: Halloween wouldnae be complete without a dumpling. SHONA: Have you put trinkets in it?

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Rehearsal Draft A button for a bachelor, a pea, a ring and a silver thrupenny.

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HEATHER:

Braw, but we have to get ready for the weans and their galoshins.

ISA:

I remember when I was wee my galoshins was always a right good song and dance routine. (SINGS OUT OF TUNE) Oh ye'll tak' the high road and I'll tak' the low road, An' I'll be in Scotland before ye', But wae is my heart until we meet again On the Bonnie, bonnie ...

HEATHER:

(INTERRUPTING) Aye, that's lovely Isa, but we have to get ready before wee Robbie and the rest of the weans get in fae school.

SHONA:

There's this Halloween game I've heard about. Sounds like a good laugh: Treacle Scones.

HEATHER: SHONA:

How does it go? You cover a scone with treacle and hang it fae the door frame wi' a bit o' string. The weans have to try and eat the whole thing without using their hands.

ISA:

That sounds braw.

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Rehearsal Draft This is going to be the best Halloween ever. Even though it's down here? D'you think we'll ever go back to the Highlands?

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No. There's nothing left for us there. This is our home now.

SHONA: ISA: SHONA:

Aye, our weans are Greenockians now. And there's nothing wrong with that. True.

THE LIGHT PICKS OUT COURTNEY AND ROSS. COURTNEY: ROSS: COURTNEY: ROSS: COURTNEY: Och, that's nice; they got a happy ending. Somehow I think we've only seen their start. Our start as well, if you think about it. Head for the bus? Okay.

AS ROSS AND COURTNEY WALK OFF STAGE THEY PASS Mrs MacDONALD, A RUDDY AND RUGGED WOMAN OF 60 AND WEARING A HEAVY WOOL COAT, CARRYING A BASKET OVER HER ARM. SHE SPEAKS DIRECTLY TO THE AUDIENCE.

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Mrs MacDONALD:

My name is Margaret MacDonald - you can call me Mrs MacDonald. I live with my husband of 40 years on our dairy farm in Kilmacolm. We have four children - three girls and a boy - two grandchildren and a great grandchild. My husband's family has owned our farm for over 300 years. We have 10 acres. About a mile down the road some immigrants have set up a small, cramped encampment: no wonder they carry disease. As a Christian woman I like to do my bit, so I make daily trips with milk and eggs to help them out. It's not a lot but it helps. With a big farm, I decided that we could give some of them work. One worker really stood out for me - an Irish woman called June. Her story reminded me of my own childhood and reminded me not to take my comfortable life for granted. Not all the immigrants are a joy to work with. Some of the men are drunks. There are lots of different ethnic groups coming to Scotland right now. Most are just looking for a better life. We're all Jock Tamson's Bairns after all.

Mrs MacDONALD CONTINUES HER JOURNEY. COURTNEY AND ROSS ARRIVE BACK IN THE 21ST CENTURY AND AT THEIR BUS STOP. PROJECTION: Now, at a bus stop not far from here.

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THERE IS A QUEUE WAITING IN THE SHELTER - HAZEL KAMINSKI, SHONA (COMPLETE WITH ONE-SHOED BABY IN HER ARMS), ALDO, MACH AND THERESA IN EACH OTHER'S ARMS. ALL ARE IN MODERN CLOTHES. ROSS AND COURTNEY LOOK AT THEM CURIOUSLY. ROSS: (TO MACH) guy? MODERN MACH: COURTNEY: What you talking about, daftie? (TO HAZEL) You're Hazel, aren't you? I met you with your sisters when youse just got here. Before yer dad opened his shop. MODERN HAZEL: I don't know what you're on about, my faither doesnae own any shop. COURTNEY: MODERN ALDO: ROSS: MODERN SHONA: (TO ALDO) Yours does, right? A chippy! Naw. (TO SHONA) I know who you are; Shona, right? My name's Louise, but I don't see what it's got tae dae wi you. ROSS: (TO SHONA) This wee guy is Robbie Wan Shoe but. MODERN SHONA: This wee guy is a lassie! Haw, are you that mad German

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ROSS AND COURTNEY LOOK AT EACH OTHER: WHAT IS GOING ON? ROSS: (TO BUS QUEUE) Awrite, wan question: where ye's aw fae? BUS QUEUE: THE END (SHOUT IN UNISON)Inverclyde!

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August is Middle Eastern and Northern African Heritage Month!

It serves to celebrate the rich history and diverse cultures of this vast region, stretching from Morocco in the West to Iran in the East, from Syria in the North to Sudan in the South.

Here are some wonderful books to introduce your children to the Middle East and Northern Africa:

20 Children's Books set in the Middle East & Northern Africa

Mustafa loves a particular rug in his father's shop. It has a hole, so he can put it over his head and still see out. When his father tries to teach his son some foreign languages, Mustafa runs off to the bustling Moroccan market (with his favourite rug on his head). There he finds a different way of learning languages - and of getting tourists to his father's shop. My Father's Shop has a sweet story line and vibrant watercolour illustrations. ~ African - Preschool

Yosef's widowed mother gets news of a family inheritance in Egypt. The 10-year-old boy offers to travel there to fetch it. When the caravan leader refuses to stop during the Sabbath, Yosef stays behind in the desert. Sent by the Sabbath Queen as a reward for honouring the Sabbath, a great lion arrives to give Yosef protection on his dangerous journey. The Sabbath Lion is an engaging story, brought to life by dramatic paintings. ~ African - Elementary School

12-year-old Malika yearns to travel like her merchant father. But in late 19th century Libya, that is not an option for a Muslim girl. One night the arrival of a stranger disrupts the traditional order of things in unexpected ways. The Shadows of Ghadames explores women's rights, freedom, religion, and identity. ~ African - Middle School

"Climb aboard the river boat! / We're sailing down the Nile." Children are taken on a river adventure from the temple of Abu Simbel all the way to the amazing city of Cairo. With rhyming text, colourful illustrations,and lots of added info, We're Sailing Down the Nile makes Egyptian culture and history accessible to the youngest readers. ~ African - Preschool

Hands Around the Library: Protecting Egypt's Treasured Books
by Karen Leggett Abouraya

In January 2011, thousands of protesters against the regime - young and old, Muslims and Christians - formed a human chain to protect the Library of Alexandria, chanting "We love you, Egypt!". Award-winning Hands Around The Library captures this touching historical moment with beautiful mixed-media collages. ~ African - Preschool

Ahmed delivers bottles of propane gas with his donkey cart in Cairo. As he goes about his day, he can't wait to share a special secret with his family: He has learned to write his name in Arabic. With detailed watercolour illustrations, The Day of Ahmed's Secret shows daily life in the busy streets of Egypt's capital. ~ African - Elementary School

This award-winning picture book tells the true story of Garang Deng, one of 20,000 Sudanese war orphans. The 8-year-old boy was one of the leaders of the orphans who walked more than a thousand miles in search for safety. Half of them died on the dangerous 4-year-long journey. Those who made it to Ethiopia had to flee again when war arrived there, this time to Kenya. Years later, 3,800 of the children found a new home in the U.S. Brothers in Hope is a heartbreaking yet inspirational story about the unyielding power of the human spirit. ~ African - Elementary School

Another powerful story about a Sudanese war orphan, this time told from a girl's perspective. Amira's placid farm life is devastated when war arrives in her village and she loses nearly everything. The 12-year-old has to make the long journey on foot to a refugee camp. Just when she begins to lose hope, the simple gift of a red pencil opens her mind to the possibilities that may still lie ahead. With Pinkney's poetic language and Evans' expressive drawing, The Red Pencil is an engaging book about tragic loss and the power of hope. ~ African - Middle School

A Long Walk to Water tells the stories of two 11-year-old Sudanese children -alternating between their viewpoints - at different points in time. In 1985 Salva is one of the "lost boys" of Sudan, a refugee searching the African continent on foot for his family and a safe place . In 2008 Nya spends eight hours every day making trips to the pond to fetch water. The children's stories eventually intersect in a touching and hopeful way. ~ African - Middle School

A young girl remembers visiting her grandmother in a Palestinian village. Speaking different languages, they invent their own language using signs, hums and claps. Back in the U.S. the girl writes a letter to the President: "If the people of the United States could meet Sitti, they'd like her, for sure." Sitti's Secrets is a lyrical picture book about the bond between a child and her grandmother, brought to life by soft mixed-media paintings. ~ Asian - Elementary School

Israel & Palestine

Avi and Hamudi both live in Jerusalem, Avi in the Jewish Quarter and Hamudi in the Muslim Quarter. To each boy, the other's neighbourhood is an alien land. When one day they follow the stray cat they both care for, something wonderful happens. Snow in Jerusalem is a beautifully illustrated story of peace and friendship. ~ Asian - Elementary School

Israel & Ethiopia

As a young man in Israel, Yosef looks back at his childhood in exile in Ethiopia. He remembers a dream in which he was given a choice: Climb mountains with Gazelle, never belonging anywhere? Hide in the shadows with Hyena? Or grab Eagle's wings and be taken far, far away? Yosef chooses the last. Shortly after, his family's long-held dream of returning to Israel becomes reality. New release Yosef's Dream is a beautifully illustrated picture book that makes the history of Ethiopian Jews accessible to young readers. ~ African - Elementary School, Asian - Elementary School

Set in Lebanon during the civil war, this is the story of ten-year-old Ayesha's terrifying journey across no man's land. The girl has to reach a doctor in hostile territory in order to get medicine for her dying grandmother. Award-winning Oranges in No Man's Land is a gripping and moving tribute to the human spirit. ~ Asian - Middle School

When Princess Haya's mother is killed in a tragic accident, the 7-year-old is devastated. Haya's father, King Hussein, gives her an orphan foal to raise. And that foal changes the Princess Haya's life. The Princess and the Foal is an inspiring novel about real-life princess Haya of Jordan who became an Olympic equestrian. ~ Asian - Middle School

"In the Koran, the first thing God said to Muhammad was 'Read.'" When war comes to Iraq, librarian Alia Muhammad Baker takes matters into her own hands to protect the books from being destroyed. Every day she packs her car with books and takes them home, thus saving 70% of the 30,000 books in her library. The Librarian of Basra is a true story about an inspiring woman's love of literature and respect for knowledge. ~ Asian - Elementary School

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Ali loves soccer, music, dancing, and most of all the ancient art of calligraphy. When bombs start to fall on Baghdad, Ali finds comfort in writing to the silent music in his head that drowns out the terrifying sounds of the war. With stunning pencil-charcoal-and-calligraphy collages, Silent Music tells the touching story of a child's everyday survival during times of war. ~ Asian - Elementary School

Best-selling Persepolis is the author's memoir of her childhood during the Shah's regime, the Islamic Revolution, and the war with Iraq. Satrapi's child's-eye view of dethroned emperors, state-sanctioned whippings, and heroes of the revolution paints an intensely personal portrait of daily life in Iran. Teenagers will love this intelligent, funny, and heartbreaking graphic novel! ~ Asian - High School

At almost-full moon, it is time to prepare for Girgian, a mid-Ramadan celebration observed mostly in the Arabian Gulf states. Noor and her brothers make candy to share with the children in the neighborhood. They also decorate canvas bags, hoping to fill them with treats when they go from house to house in traditional clothes. The White Nights of Ramadan introduces children to the Ramadan traditions of Kuwait. ~ Asian - Elementary School

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Aref does not want to leave Oman to live in Michigan. He does not want to leave his friends and his beloved grandfather, Sidi. Aref and Sidi go on a series of adventures, from sleep on Sidi's roof, fishing in the Gulf of Oman and watching the sea turtles. At each stop, Sidi finds a small stone that he later slips into Aref's suitcase. Award-winning The Turtles of Oman is a quiet, touching novel about family bonds and immigration. ~ Asian - Elementary School

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20 Children's Books set in the Middle East & Northern Africa

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August is Middle Eastern and Northern African Heritage Month! It serves to celebrate the rich history and diverse cultures of this vast region, stretching from Morocco in the West to Iran in the East, from Syria in the North to Sudan in the South.

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