TRANSCRIPT 1

KRISTOFF AND ANA

Kristoff : Hang on! We like to go fast.
Ana : I like fast
Kristoff : Whoa! Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Get your feet down. This is fresh lacquer. Seriously, were you raised in a barn?
Ana : No. I was raised in a castle.
Kristoff : So, tell me what made the queen go all ice-crazy?
Ana : Oh. Well. It was all my fault. I got engaged, but then she freaked out. Because I’d only just met him. You
know. That day. And she said she wouldn’t bless the marriage, and …
Kristoff : Wait. You got engaged to someone you just met that day?
Ana : Yeah. Anyway, I got mad, and so she got mad and then she tried to walk away, and I grabbed her glove.
Kristoff : Hang on! You mean to tell me you got engaged to someone you just met that day?
Ana : Yes. Pay attention. But the thing is, she wore the gloves all the time. So, I just thought, maybe she has a
thing about dirt.
Kristoff : didn’t your parents ever warn you about strangers?
Ana : Yes. They did. But Hans is not a stranger.
Kristoff : Oh yeah? What’s his last name?
Ana : “Of the Southern Isles.”
Kristoff : What his favourite food?
Ana : Sandwiches.
Kristoff : Best friend’s name?
Ana : Probably, John.
Kristoff : Eye colour?
Ana : Dreamy.
Kristoff : Foot Size?
Ana : Foot size doesn’t matter.
Kristoff : Have you had a meal with him yet? What if you hate the way he eats? What if you hate the way he picks his
nose?
Ana : Picks his nose?
Kristoff : And eats it.
Ana : Excuse me, sir. He is a prince.
Kristoff : All man do it.
Ana : Look, it doesn’t matter. It’s true love.
Kristoff : It’s doesn’t sound like true love.
Ana : Are you some sort of love expert?
Kristoff : No. But. Uh. I have friends who are.
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ALL IS FOUND
By : Evan Rachel Wood

Where the North wind meets the sea

There's a river full of memory
Sleep, my darling, safe and sound
For in this river, all is found
In her waters, deep and true
Lie the answers and a path for you
Dive down deep into her sound
But not too far or you'll be drowned
Yes, she will sing to those who'll hear
And in her song, all magic flows
But can you brave what you most fear?
Can you face what the river knows?
Where the North wind meets the sea
There's a mother full of memory
Come, my darling, homeward bound
When all is lost, then all is found
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SUPPANDI’S STORY
Teacher : Today we shall learn the basics of letter writing.
Suppandi : But, Sir. But, sir. I learnt how to write letters when I was in first standard! Here, I’ll show you.
Teacher : Not those letters, Suppandi. I mean writing letters to actual people, to tell them about your life.
Suppandi : But, Sir. Why do we need letters to do that? We have facebook!
Teacher : Suppandi. Phones are not allowed in the classroom! Now, open your notebook. And write a letter to
your grandmother about what you did in the holidays.
Suppandi : But, Sir.
Teacher : What now Suppandi?
Suppandi : I live with my grandmother. She already knows what I did in the holidays.
Teacher : Find. Then, write to your aunt telling her about your new bicycle.
Suppandi : I’m getting a new bicycle? What a great surprise! How do you know, Sir?
Teacher : No, Suppandi. You are not getting a new bicycle!
Suppandi : Then how can I lie to my aunt in the letter?
Teacher : Aaaarrrghhh. Then just write a letter to anybody you need to talk to!
Suppandi : Siiiir..
Teacher : No more questions! Only writing.
Everybody, write the letter as homework. And bring it tomorrow.
Suppandi : But sir, I need to
Teacher : No buts! Just do what I told you!
Suppandi : Okey, sir.
Next day…
Teacher : Okay class. I hope you have all done your homework. What about you, Suppandi? Have you written
your letter?
Suppandi : Yes, sir!
Teacher : Now come here.and read it out to the class.
Suppandi : Okay.
Teacher : Who have you written your letter to?
Suppandi : I have written it to you, Sir!
Teacher : Me?
Suppandi : Yes, Sir. You asked me to write it to someone I needed to talk to. And I needed to talk to you!
Teacher : Well, read it out then.
Suppandi : Dear sir. I am writing you this letter to ask if I can write a letter to my cousin in Tinkle Town.
Teacher : Suppandi! Do you think this is a joke?!
Suppandi : But sir! You wouldn’t answer my questions. So, I thought I would write a letter and clarify.
Teacher : Suppandi! Enough of this nonsense! Please get a note from your mother tomorrow.
Suppandi : Okay, Sir. But sir
Teacher : What now?!
Suppandi : What should my mother write the note about? Should she tell you about her summer holidays?
Teacher : Suppandi.