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Narrator 1: One afternoon, Alice was relaxing and minding her own
business in the park with her sister, when out of nowhere
a rabbit wearing a waistcoat raced past her. She couldn’t
believe her eyes! He stopped for a second, pulled out his
pocket watch and exclaimed-
Rabbit: (races past Alice, stops, pulls out pocket watch and looks
at it in shock) Oh dear! I’m late!
Narrator 2: And off he ran out of sight. (Rabbit then exits the stage)
Narrator 3: Alice’s curiosity got the better of her and she quickly
followed Mr Rabbit to where she had seen him last. She
stopped and looked around. All she could see was an
ordinary old rabbit hole.
Narrator 4: The rabbit had scampered off out in front, but Alice was
determined to stay on its fluffy tail to find out exactly
what rabbits in waistcoats got up to. As she was walking
along the tunnel, she came across a hallway full of doors of
all shapes and sizes.
Alice: (walking over to the table) This looks like it could be useful
to help me get inside one of these doors, but which one
should I try first? I know, I’ll start with the smallest and
work my way upwards to the largest.
Alice takes the key and walks over to a tiny door that
is up to her knee in height. She tries the key in the lock
hopefully.
Narrator 2: Amazingly, the key opened the smallest door with the
first turn. Alice peered through the tiny door. (Alice
absentmindedly places the key back on the table and peers
through the open door.)
Narrator 3: But Mr Rabbit didn’t hear Alice and he was running late so
he just kept on running.
Alice: (touching her chin and thinking out loud) How on earth
am I going to fit through this teeny tiny doorway? Perhaps
if I start with my toes. Oh no, there is no chance I will ever
fit through this doorway! What am I going to do? I can’t
go back now, I need to find out where that rabbit is off to!
Narrator 4: Alice looked around the room for something to help her and
noticed a bottle with the words, ‘Drink Me!’ on it.
Alice: Oh no! (exclaiming as she stares up high) The key for the
door is still up on the table. What on earth am I going
to do now?
Narrator 3: (with attitude) You think she would have learnt her lesson
from the last time she drank something that wasn’t hers!
Narrator 2: But, she didn’t. And as she nibbled she began to grow.
Narrator 4: She grew and she grew, until she had grown way past the
height of the table.
Alice: (looking at the tiny door) Now I’m much too tall to fit
through the door again. This day is turning out to be a
terrible day! (crying with her head in her hands again)
Alice: (whispering to the Mouse) You are playing hide and seek
with a cat?
Mouse: Of course! Who else should I play with? The danger makes
it all the more fun!
Mouse: Alice, quick, get to shore. Once we’re there, the others will
look after us.
Alice and the Mouse pretend to swim across the pool and
get to the edge.
Narrator 1: And so, Alice and Mouse stumbled to shore with Cat not too
far behind them.
Cat: Umph! (crossly and still in the pool) You get away today
Mousey, tomorrow we shall try again!
Alice: (looking back at the cat sweetly) Oh Cat, you are a pretty
cat, you look so much like my own cat Dinah. She is a
pretty little thing who loves cuddles so very much. Do you
like cuddles?
The Cat and Mouse chase each other across the stage and
then exit in a noisy roar and a scream.
Narrator 3: Without any warning, Cat exploded and scared all of the
animals away. Alice was once again left on her own.
Alice: Where did I come from? Where did you come from? I have
been looking for you.
Rabbit: Looking for me? Why, of course you have been. I did
hear there was a new servant around these parts. That
must be you!
Alice gets up, dusts herself off and exits the stage
confidently.
Alice: And off Alice set down the nearest path to find what she
didn’t know she was looking for.
Caterpillar: Where are you off to, girl? (calling over to Alice)
Narrator 1: Alice was getting more and more confused and upset about
where she was and how she was ever going to get home.
Caterpillar: Yes, but this is not any normal type of mushroom. Try it.
Go on. I’m sure you’ll find it is actually delicious.
Narrator 2: And with that, Alice’s neck began to stretch higher and
higher, and before she knew what had happened, she could
see above the trees.
Caterpillar: I told you so. It’s delicious! There are some strange side
effects though. (laughing) You never asked about the
side effects.
Narrator 2: Alice took a large bite of the blue section of the mushroom.
Narrator 4: And before she knew what had happened, she was back to
normal height and Caterpillar was nowhere to be seen.
Cheshire Cat: I’m Cat, The Cheshire Cat, haven’t you heard of me?
(grinning proudly)
Cheshire Cat: The place you need to go is left, then straight, then right,
round the corner, past the blue tree and back around to
the top of the straight. Once you are there, you will find
the March Hare. He will explain more. (exits the stage)
March Hare: Whyever would the Cheshire Cat have sent you here?
March Hare: She has not been invited to the tea party.
Mad Hatter: Quite right. She must not come to the tea party unless she
has been invited to the tea party.
Alice: My parents DID teach me manners. It’s you that are the
rude ones! (indignantly and pointing at the animals)
Mad Hatter: (waving a hand away) Off you go then young lady.
Time here is standing still and we have tea parties to
enjoy for days.
Dormouse: What else could you want for, but a tea party for years!
Narrator 4: And with that, Alice decided to keep searching for a way to
get back home.
Narrator 3: Alice made her way back to the forest looking for a sign of
where she should go next.
Alice: Well, this does look like a place The White Rabbit would
go. If only I had kept some of that mushroom from the
caterpillar.
Narrator 1: She shrank down to sneak through the door and in front of
her was an amazing sight she couldn’t have dreamed of in
her wildest dreams.
Queen: Who let you in? This is a private game of croquet with an
invitation list I carefully wrote myself. I am SURE your
name was NOT on MY LIST!
Queen: I’ve never heard of such a name! Off with her head!!
Queen: Of course she is. Leave her head where it is, get her a
croquet mallet and let her play. (waving her hand)
Queen: Neither does anyone dear. I change them too often for
anyone to keep up!
The Cat gives Alice a mallet. She takes it and looks at it, puzzled. Then
she sits down on the ground, watching the Queen and the Cat hitting the
ball with the mallet and trying to go through a curved-over playing card.
Narrator 1: And with that, Alice was delivered her very own croquet
mallet to participate in the game.
Narrator 2: Little did she know that the game was as absurd as her
whole day had been.
Narrator 1: And she STILL hadn’t found The White Rabbit and found
out what he was up to!
Narrator 2: Alice put her head down on the ground, all of a sudden
overwhelmed with sleep.
Narrator 4: But before she could get taken away with anymore dreams,
she sat up with a start.
The Queen, Cat and the cards exit the stage. The croquet mallet is also
removed. Alice’s sister enters the stage as Alice sits up and looks around.
The End