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English SCHOOL THEATRE
42 The Little Prince
April 2013
Передначаломспектаклядетирассказываютзрителям о жизни Антуана де Сент-Экзюпери.
Note. Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, officially Antoine Marie Jean-Baptiste Roger de Saint Exupéry (29 June 1900 – 31 July 1944), was a French writer, poet and pioneering aviator. He is best remembered for his novella “The Little Prince” (“Le Petit Prince”) and for his lyrical aviation writings, including “Night Flight”.
He was a successful commercial pilot before World War II. He joined the Armée de l’Air (French Air Force) at the outbreak of war. Following a spell of writing in the United States he joined the Free French Forces. He disappeared on a reconnaissance flight over the Mediterranean and France in July 1944 and is believed to have died at that time.
His literary works, among them The Little Prince – translated into over 190 languages.
CHARACTERS |
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Narrator |
Antoine |
Little Prince |
Rose |
King |
Businessman |
Lamplighter |
Geographer |
Fox |
Snake |
Roses |
Grown-ups |
PART 1. CHILDHOOD
Antoine: Once when I was six years old I saw a picture in a book. Here is a copy of the drawing. (показывает картинку ) In the book it said: Boa constrictors swallow their prey whole. After that they sleep six months. And after some work with a coloured pencil I succeeded in making my first drawing. My Drawing Number One. It looked like this: (показывает взрослым
) Are you frightened?
Grown-ups: Frightened? Why should any one be frightened by a hat?
Antoine: My drawing was not a picture of a hat. It was a picture of a boa constrictor swallowing an elephant. Then I drew the elephant inside of the boa constrictor. My Drawing Number Two:
Grown-ups: Lay aside your drawings of boa constrictors, whether from the inside or the outside, and devote yourself instead to geography, history, arithmetic and grammar.
Antoine: That is why, at the age of six, I gave up what might have been a magnificent career as a painter. Grown-ups never understand anything by themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them. So then I chose another profession, and learned to pilot airplanes.
PART 2. ROSE
Prince (приводит в порядок свою планету): It is a question of discipline. When you’ve finished your own toilet in the morning, then it is time to attend the toilet of your planet, just so, with the greatest care.
Prince: Who are you?
Rose: Ah! I am scarcely awake. I beg that you will excuse me. My petals are still all disarranged...
Prince: Oh! How beautiful you are!
Rose: Am I not? And I was born at the same moment as the sun... I think it is time for breakfast.
Маленький Принц поливает Розу.
Rose: Let the tigers come with their claws!
Prince: There are no tigers on my planet. And, anyway, tigers do not eat weeds.
Rose: I am not a weed. Prince: Please, excuse me...
Rose: I am not at all afraid of tigers, but I have a horror of drafts. I suppose you wouldn’t have a screen for me?
Prince: A horror of drafts… that is bad luck, for a plant. This flower is a very complex creature...
Prince: The screen? (Ищет. Укутывает Розу своим шарфом.)
Narrator: He had taken seriously words which were without importance, and it made him very unhappy. And he decided to run away from her. He put his planet in perfect order. He carefully cleaned out his volcanoes.
Prince: Goodbye… Goodbye.
Rose: I have been silly. I ask your forgiveness. Try to be happy... let the screen be. I don’t want it any more.
Prince: But the wind…
Rose. My cold is not so bad as all that... the cool night air will do me good. I am a flower.
Prince. But the animals…
Rose. Well, I must endure the presence of two or three caterpillars if I wish to become acquainted with the butterflies. It seems that they are very beautiful. And if not the butterflies… and the caterpillars… who will call upon me? You will be far away... as for the large animals… I am not at all afraid of any of them. I have my claws… Don’t linger like this. You have decided to go away. Now go!
Narrator. For she did not want him to see her crying. She was such a proud flower...
PART 3. KING
Narrator. He found himself in the neighbourhood of the asteroids 325, 326, 327, 328, 329, and 330. The first of them was inhabited by a king.
King. Ah! Here is a subject. (Маленький Принц зевает.)
It is contrary to etiquette to yawn in the presence of a king, I forbid you to do so.
Prince. I can’t help it. I can’t stop myself, I have come on a long journey, and I have had no sleep...
King. Ah, then, I order you to yawn. Come, now! Yawn again! It is an order.
Prince. That frightens me... I cannot, any more...
King. Hum! Hum. Prince. May I sit down? King. I order you to do so.

Prince. Over what do you rule? King. Over everything,
Prince. Over everything? Over all that? King. Over all that.
Prince. And the stars obey you? King. Certainly they do.
Prince. I should like to see a sunset... do me that kindness...
Order the sun to set...
King. If I ordered a general to fly from one flower to another like a butterfly, or to write a tragic drama, or to change himself into a sea bird, and if the general did not carry out the order that he had received, which one of us would be in the wrong? The general, or myself?
Prince. You.
King. Exactly.
Prince. (Собирается уйти) I have nothing more to do here…
King. Do not go. I will make you a Minister! Prince. Minister of what?
King. Minster of… of Justice!
Prince. But there is nobody here to judge!
King. Then you shall judge yourself, that is the most difficult thing of all. It is much more difficult to judge oneself than to judge others.
Prince. Yes, but I can judge myself anywhere. I do not need to live on this planet…The grown-ups are very strange.
PART 4. BUSINESSMAN Narrator. The next planet belonged to a businessman. Prince. Good morning,
Businessman. Three and two make five. Five and seven make twelve. Good morning. Fifteen and seven make twenty-two. Phew! Then that makes five-hundred-and- one-million...
Prince. Five hundred million what?
Businessman. Eh? Are you still there? Millions of those little objects, which one sometimes sees in the sky.
Prince. Flies?
Businessman. Oh, no. Little glittering objects.
Prince. Bees?
Businessman. Oh, no. Little golden objects that set lazy men to idle dreaming.
Prince. Ah! You mean the stars? Businessman. Yes, that’s it. The stars. Prince. And what do you do with them? Businessman. Nothing. I own them.
Prince. And what good does it do you to own the stars? Businessman. It does me the good of making me rich.
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Prince. I myself own a flower, which I water every day. I own three volcanoes, which I clean out every week. But you are of no use to the stars...The grown-ups are certainly extraordinary.
PART 5. LAMPLIGHTER
Narrator. The next planet was very strange. It was the smallest of all. There lived the lamplighter.
Prince. Good morning. Why have you just put out your lamp?
Lamplighter. Those are the orders, good morning. Prince. What are the orders?
Lamplighter. The orders are that I put out my lamp. Good evening. Good morning. That is the tragedy! From year to year the planet has turned more rapidly and the orders have not been changed! The planet now makes a complete turn every minute. Once every minute I have to light my lamp and put it out! Good evening!
Prince. That is very funny! A day lasts only one minute here!
Lamplighter. It is not funny at all! While we have been talking together a month has gone by.
Prince. A month?
Lamplighter. Yes, a month. Good evening. The one thing I love in life is to sleep.
Prince. Then you’re unlucky. Lamplighter. I am unlucky. Good morning.
PART 6. GEOGRAPHER
Narrator. The next planet was ten times larger than the last one.
Geographer. Oh, look! Here is an explorer! Where do you come from?
Prince. What is that big book? What are you doing? Geographer. I am a geographer.
Prince. What is a geographer?
Geographer. A geographer knows the location of all the seas, rivers, towns, mountains, and deserts.
Prince. That is very interesting. Your planet is very beautiful. Has it any oceans?
Geographer. I couldn’t tell you. Prince. Ah! Has it any mountains? Geographer. I couldn’t tell you,
Prince. And towns, and rivers, and deserts? Geographer. I couldn’t tell you that, either. Prince. But you are a geographer!
Geographer. Exactly, But I am not an explorer. But you… you come from far away! You are an explorer! You shall describe your planet to me! Well?
Prince. Oh, where I live, it is not very interesting. It is all so small. I have three volcanoes. I have also a flower.
Geographer. We do not record flowers.
Prince. Why is that? The flower is the most beautiful thing on my planet!
Geographer. We do not record them, because they are ephemeral.

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Prince. What does that mean – ‘ephemeral’?
Geographer. It means, ‘which is in danger of speedy disappearance.’
Prince. My flower is ephemeral! And I have left her on my planet, all alone!
PART 7. SNAKE Narrator. So then the next planet was the Earth. Prince. Good evening.
Snake. Good evening,
Prince. What planet is this on which I have come down? Snake. This is the Earth; this is Africa,
Prince. Ah! Then there are no people on the Earth?
Snake. This is the desert. There are no people in the desert. The Earth is large. What has brought you here?
Prince. I have been having some trouble with a flower.
Snake. Ah!
Prince. You are a funny animal. You are no thicker than a finger...
Snake. But I am more powerful than the finger of a king.
PART 8. ROSES
Narrator. He was standing before a garden, all a bloom with roses.
Prince. Good morning. Roses. Good morning. Prince. Who are you?
Roses. We are roses.
PART 9. FOX
Fox. Good morning,
Prince. Good morning
Fox. I am right here, under the apple tree.
Prince. Who are you?
Fox. I am a fox.
Prince. Come and play with me, I am so unhappy. Fox. I cannot play with you, I am not tamed.
Prince. Ah! Please excuse me. What does that mean – ‘tame’?
Fox. Just that, to me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world...
Prince. There is a flower... I think that she has tamed me...
Fox. Please… tame me!
Prince. I want to, very much, but I have not much time. What must I do, to tame you?
Fox. First you will sit down at a little distance from me – like that – in the grass. But you will sit a little closer to me, every day...
Narrator. So the little prince tamed the fox. Fox. Ah, I shall cry.
Prince. It is your own fault, but you wanted me to tame you...
Fox. Yes, that is so.
Prince. But now you are going to cry!
Fox. Yes, that is so. Go and look again at the roses. You will understand now that yours is unique in all the world.
(Принц подходит к Розам)
Prince. You are not at all like my rose. No one has tamed you, and you have tamed no one. You are beautiful, but you are empty. (Лису) Goodbye.
Fox. Goodbye, You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed. You are responsible for your rose...
Prince. I am responsible for my rose…
PART 10. DESERT
Narrator. He had an accident with his plane in the Desert of Sahara, six years ago. Something was broken in his engine. He had crashed in the desert a thousand miles from any inhabited region.
Prince. If you please… draw me a sheep!
Antoine. What!
Prince. Draw me a sheep!
Antoine. But…what are you doing here? Prince. If you please…draw me a sheep...
Antoine. I don’t know how to draw.
Prince. That doesn’t matter. Draw me a sheep... (Антуан рисует) No, no, no! I do not want an elephant inside a boa constrictor. Where I live, everything is very small. What I need is a sheep. Draw me a sheep.
No. This sheep is already very sickly. Make me another.
You see yourself, that this is not a sheep. This is a ram. It has horns.
This one is too old. I want a sheep that will live a long time.

Antoine. This is only his box. The sheep you asked for is inside.
Prince. That is exactly the way I wanted it! Do you think that this sheep will have to have a great deal of grass?
Antoine. Why?
Prince. Because where I live everything is very small...
Antoine. There will surely be enough grass for him, It is a very small sheep that I have given you.
Prince. Not so small that – Look! He has gone to sleep...
What is that object?
Antoine. That is not an object. It flies. It is an airplane. It is my airplane.
Prince. What! You dropped down from the sky?
Antoine.Yes,
Prince. Oh! That is funny! So you, too, come from the sky! Which is your planet?
Antoine. Do you come from another planet? My little man, where do you come from? Where do you want to take your sheep?
Prince. Where I live, everything is so small! I am very fond of sunsets. Come, let us go look at a sunset now.
Antoine. But we must wait, Prince. Wait? For what?
Antoine. For the sunset. We must wait until it is time. Prince. One day, I saw the sunset forty-four times! You know
– one loves the sunset, when one is so sad...
Antoine. Were you so sad, then? On the day of the forty-four sunsets?
Prince. A sheep…if it eats little bushes, does it eat flowers, too?
Antoine. A sheep eats anything it finds in its reach. Prince. Even flowers that have thorns?
Antoine. Yes, even flowers that have thorns.
Prince. Then the thorns – what use are they? The thorns – what use are they?
Antoine. The thorns are of no use at all. Flowers have thorns just for spite!
Prince. Oh! I don’t believe you! You talk just like the grownups!
Antoine. The flower that you love is not in danger. I will draw you a muzzle for your sheep.
Prince. My friend the fox…
Antoine. My dear little man, this is no longer a matter that has anything to do with the fox!
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Prince. Why not?
Antoine. Because I am about to die of thirst...
Prince. I am thirsty, too. Let us look for a well... The stars are beautiful, because of a flower that cannot be seen. The desert is beautiful. What makes the desert beautiful, is that somewhere it hides a well...
Antoine. Yes…
Prince. The house, the stars, the desert – what gives them their beauty is something that is invisible! What is most important is invisible... But the eyes are blind. One must look with the heart...
Маленький принц и Антуан подходят к колодцу.
Prince: Everything is ready for use. Do you hear? We have
wakened the well, and it is singing...
Возвращаются. Антуан возится с двигателем. Маленький Принц отходит и о чем-то договаривается со Змейкой, потом возвращается.
Prince. I am glad that you have found what was the matter with your engine. Now you can go back home.
Antoine. How do you know about that?
Prince. I, too, am going back home today... It is much farther... it is much more difficult... I have your sheep. And I have the sheep’s box. And I have the muzzle...
Antoine. Little man. I want to hear you laugh again. Prince. In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them
I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing, when you look at the sky at night... you
– only you – will have stars that can laugh!
Narrator. But the eyes are blind. One must look with the heart...
Antoine. But the eyes are blind. One must look with the heart...
And now six years have already gone by... I have never yet told this story. But I know that he did go back to his planet... and at night I love to listen to the stars. It is like five hundred million little bells...
The End
После спектакля – творческая встреча зрителей и участников спектакля, обсуждение, вопросы и пр.
Вработе использованы материалы:
1.Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. The Little Prince, translated by Katherine Woods. New York: Reynal & Hitchcock, 1943.
2.http://ru.wikipedia.org
Maria Ageeva,
School No. 81, Moscow
Photos by the author

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