Scene 1: Death of Mrs. Oka. (Papasok si Mr. Oka at si Mrs.

Murata kasama ang iba pang makikipaglibing) (Funeral music and funeral bells) (Freeze) Masako: (Hindi po ako sure dito?? Hindi kop o kasi alam kung anu ang gusting ipalabas ni ate joan dito) That is the how my mother describe Mrs. Okas funeral. I didnt attend it but my mother said that it was sad. I know all of you are wondering why Mrs. Oka ends up like this. I know you want to hear the story, the story about an imprisoned soul that seeks freedom. (Close curtain) Masako: I remember everything. I was 9 years old when one summer our bathhouse burned down. I remember how Mr. Oka offered his own bathhouse to us. Mr. Oka has tremendous appetite for alcohol and pickled chilies. And I heard that he had been married in Japan previously and he had a child by marriage, Kiyoko, a girl. He had left the two to come to America intending to send for them soon, but shortly after his departure, his wife passed away. Scene 2: Mr. Oka(Crying) Mr. Oka: (Reading a letter) What? This cant be. No! NO! This is not trueMy wife.. Oh my wife Why? What will happen to my child. Okami! Bakit mo kami iniwan? This heart it is now full with tears. (Mr. Oka will sing Tears in Heaven) (Close Curtain) Scene 3: The Wedding) Masako: At that time, Mr. Oka chooses to marry a young woman who is foolishly become involved with a man poor of reputation. The sister of his dead wife.Mrs. Oka. And everything was clear to me about Mrs. Oka, that small, skinny old and a very different Japanese woman. She was shy. She loves drinking sake and smoking which is not normal for a Japanese woman, that old woman near thirty, very masculine. This was unusual, Yes!, very unusual that it come to the point that I thought she might be insane. I cannot read her. I cannot perceive the violence of emotions that the purple welts indicated- or the masochism that permitted her to display her wounds to us. (Close curtain) All of this was clear to me. I remember after the summer ends, my mother said we couldn t continue bathing at the Okas so my father built our bathhouse again together with Mr. Oka. Scene 4: Mr. Oka and Father

Mr. Oka: You know what Murata, I have been married in Japan previously. Murata: Seriously? Oh! But what happened? Mr. Oka. She died; she leaves us, me together with my daughter. Murata: Oh! You have your daughter. Mr. Oka: Yes! Her name is Kiyoko. I have left to come to America intending to send for them soon, but shortly after my departure I lost her, I lost the one I love. I lost my okami. Murata: So, thats why you marry Mrs. Oka? Mr. Oka: Yes! Murata: So, hows your daughter now/ Mr. Oka: (Cleared his throat) Kiyoko was now fourteen and she begged to come to America to be with me. She said that she had been experiencing hard times dealing with our relatives in Japan. Well who could be blamed? Its only right she be with me anyway. Murata: Thats right. Mr. Oka: Well, I will buy a third class ticket after selling my horse. Kiyoko will be here the first week of September. (Close curtain) Scene 5: Masako Masako: I had looked forward to Kiyoko- sans arrival. She would be my soulmate; I know she is my proportion: thin and tall, but with refinement and beauty I didnt possess that would surely someday come to the fore. I am very excited seeing her. (close curtain) Masako; but all my expectation disappointed me. She was different from what I had expected. She is short, robust, buxom. She is the female counterpart of his father but despite of my disappointment, I have never failed to treat her well. I helped her on practicing the correct pronunciation of L and R. We have been best buddies. Until one cold November night. Scene 6: Kiyoko Kiyoko: Masako-san? Mrs. Murata? Bonsowa- ru! Mrs. Murata..?? (Knocking) Mrs. Murata: Oh! Kiyoko-san!

Kiyoko: Bonsowa- ru. Mrs. Murata: Are you alright? Come, have a sit. (uupo si Kiyoko) (Kukuha ng tea at Damit bibihisan sya) Mrs. Murata: What happen to you my child? Kiyoko: They are always arguing. They are always fighting (crying). Do they really love each other? I am hurt. I dont know what to do when I hear both their voices. Mrs. Murata: Calm down, They are your family. Tomorrow you will return to them; you must not leave them again. They are your people. (Tatango si Kiyoko at yayakapin sya ni Mrs. Murata.) (Close curtain) Masako: After that night , Kiyoko-san had changed. She was always sad..crying Scene 7: Kiyoko Japanese Kiyoko: (crying at the corner) (tatayo) Yoi ichi- nichi! Watase no namae wa Kiyoko- san des. Hajimemashite! (Yuyuko) (close curtain) Masako: As weather changed, Kyoko- san became noticeably more cheerful, Mr. Oka who hated to drive could often be seen steering his dusty old Ford over the road. I thought of this trip as westernizing Kiyoko- san. Kiyoko: (Cheerful) (kakaway) Hello everyone! Good day! My name is Kiyoko. Nice to meet you! (Close curtain) Masako: Ive noticed that everytime they went on a trip, Mrs. Oka is not with them. Once a young truck driver tell to my father that Mrs. Oka had lurched behind his truck while he was backing up and very nearly let him kill her. For me, it comes to realization that there is something bothering Mrs. Oka. One night with the warm wind against me, the dune primrose and yellow poppies close and fluttering, I lay on the white sand beneath a shrub and tried to disappear. A voice sweet and clear cut through the half- dark of the evening. Scene 8: Mrs. Oka. Mrs. Oka: Singing and dancing on the garden.. After singing she will cough and cough and die.

(Close curtain) Masako: And that was the last time I saw her. She died. And I know that she is now free from misery, from sufferings.. And I hope that wherever she might be nowHer soul will continue dancing with happiness while her sweet voice singing the hymn of her freedom.. And The soul shall dance!