It’s Monday morning at the Brick House. It’s early, really early, and Murdo girl is not in the Oblong Office. She probably should be because the phone has been ringing off the hook. The town council has been trying to get local businesses and Presidencies to sign up for the Christmas pageant. It’s to be held in the Harold Thune Auditorium on Christmas Eve.
It seems a problem has arisen. Everyone is trying to outdo everybody else. They are all building elaborate sets. They have spent hours building and painting and decorating, not to mention the props they’re spending all their money on. The consternation is being caused because the council had to put their foot down and limit each skit to 15 minutes with only 5 minutes between presentations…not a lot of time to tear down one overblown set and put up another one. All the participants are so worked up, the whole thing is in danger of being canceled. The proceeds from the event were earmarked for road resurfacing. I know, it doesn’t sound very glamorous, but the infrastructure is in need of repair.
The Oblong Office one hour later. Murdo Girl is on the phone.
Murdo Girl: I’m really glad you called Lav. Where have you been? The whole Coyote Cabinet has been looking for you. (MG recently beat Barney Fife in a close election for Jones County President. She ran on the Coyote ticket.)
Lav: Everyone was giving me such a hard time about the penny tattoo on my forehead, I decided to do something about it.
Murdo Girl: Really Lav? You mean you had it removed? Where did you get the money?
Lav: It only cost me $5.00. I took a correspondence course on how to remove tattoos. I was really lucky it was a penny tattoo. All it took was some copper cleaner and a stiff brush. Hey MG! I just heard about the Christmas Pageant. Can I be the star?
Murdo Girl: That’s pretty bold of you Lav. What makes you think you should be the star of our skit?
Lav: Not that kind of star MG. I want to be the star in the sky.
Murdo Girl: Perfect Lav! Up in the sky you’ll go. Better get to work on your costume. Bye twinkle toes.
There is a knock on the door. It’s the Queen.
Murdo Girl: It’s good to see you Queen. You rarely leave the English room.
Queen E: There’s no need to MG. Since my quarters are just down a few steps from the Oblong Office, I can hear everything that goes on. I’m here about the skit. When will the auditions take place?
Murdo Girl: All I know is that Treason is writing the script and Pico is directing. I think TC is going to narrate. It makes sense the Town Crier would be the narrator. What part are you angling for Queen?
Queen E: The Queen Mother of course. She just sits there and looks at the baby doesn’t she? I must have a sitting part. I have arthritis in both knees.
Murdo Girl: Ouch! I haven’t told the team yet, but there won’t be a skit if we can’t come up with the $50 entry fee. Maybe you could call Charles..
Queen E. No can do MG. Chuckles and Cam are mad because I won’t abdicate the throne. Sorry, but all my assets are tied up across the pond. Wait..let me see what I’ve got in my purse.
Murdo Girl: Never mind Queen. You never have money in your purse; and Queen..that costume isn’t exactly the look we’re going for ..wrong Madonna.
Queen E : Well, I’m off to court.
Murdo Girl: I keep telling you Queen. You don’t have a Court to rule over in Murdo. I’m the President.
Queen E.: Tell that to the Judge. I got picked up for jaywalking.
A FINE? I MUST PAY COURT COSTS? I BROUGHT CHARACTER WITNESSES. HOW ABOUT I MAKE YOU A KNIGHT AND WE CALL IT EVEN?
It’s the end of a long day for Murdo Girl. She is reflecting on the state of her administration. It’s almost Christmas. Her favorite time of the year. She would talk to Jerry the Bean Counter tomorrow. There had to be a way to generate the $50 so her Cabinet could participate in the pageant. With all these thoughts going through her mind, she makes her way to the employee lounge. A hot cup of tea sounded good.
As she neared the door to the lounge, she heard something. It sounded like voices raised in song. She opened the door and there they all were. Her team.. DM, Pico, A I, Sherri the Photographic Drawer, Treason, Jerry the Bean Counter, TC, Yram, Lav, Carol the singer, and the Queen. They were practicing their skit for the Pageant…or were they?
Jerry: Hi Murdo Girl. We’re glad you’re here. We’ve got something to tell you.
DM: Yeah Pres. We all put our heads together and came up with the best idea we’ve ever had! Or you could say, it’s the best idea we’ve never had.
Sherri the Photographic Drawer: The best part is we don’t have to come up with the 50 bucks for an entry fee, and it’s Live! I don’t even have to draw a photograph!
Lav: No, the best part is I get to be the Star.
Treason: This is a plan we can all get behind!
TC: I still get to cry. I mean weep. That’s what they called crying back then. I’ll be TW.
A I: Yeah, those Pageant hogs can just fall all over themselves trying to outdo each other!
Murdo Girl: Would someone please tell me what this wonderful plan is?
Yram: I will! I want to! We are going to skip the Pageant. We are going to be a “Live Nativity Scene” on the Courthouse lawn. We even have two real sheep, and a donkey. We don’t have a real baby, but Carol is going to see if she can get her granddaughter’s doll that eats, wets, and cries. It even burps when you pat it on the back. No one will even guess it’s not a real baby.
And are you ready for this President Murdo Girl? I’m going to be the head Wise Man with a little twist. I’m going to be a crack- up reporter Wise Man, and interview every Live Nativity Scene person. Don’t you love it Murdo Girl?
Stay tuned for the Brick House Live Nativity Scene Presentation.
You don’t want to miss it!
Oh, there will be a coffee can placed in a strategic location for road repair donations.