TOBA LAKE DRAMA SCRIPT

Narator : In a village in North Sumatra, there lived a farmer named Toba. He was a farmer who lived alone, in a sunny
morning the farmer went fishing in the river.

Toba : Oh my Lord, I hope I can find a big fish today.

Narator : Suddenly when he just threw the hook, the hook wobbling and the big fish comes out from the water when he pull
the hook.

Farmers : Thank God, you gave me a big fish, and the fish is beautiful. Red scales shine like gold. Hmmm.... it will
delicious when I eat it later

Putri : Wait, you do not eat me!

Toba : Ha?! heard some voice, but who was that?

Putri : It's me, I'm talking to you

Narator : And the fish released from the hook, it doesn't take long times to the fish for transform herself into human

Putri : Do not worry sir, i'm also a human just like you. You have saved me from the curse of the gods. i'm willing to be
your wife.

Toba : By the way, what is your name?

Putri : My name is Putri, and you?

Toba : My name is Toba.

Putri : But Toba, you need to cover my real identity as a fish. Don't let anyone know the fact that I'm a fish. If that happen it
could be the huge disaster to this village.

Toba : Well, you can have my words. I never told anyone about this.

Narator: Then Toba and Putri returned home. A year later, Toba and Putri have a son that they called Samosir. Samosir
grew into a boy who is healthy and strong, but a little naughty.

Toba : Mom, where lunch for me?

Putri : I have prepared, and I put it on the table. Samosir, where is your father lunch?
Samosir : I have ate it all mom...I'm still hungry, but never mind... I'm going to play.. bye father.

Toba : Samosir...!! you always spoiling him, I'm hungry do you know that?

Putri : Be patient sir, I will make you another one. Remember he is the only one son that we have.

Toba : Well, just make me some food to eat, I'm so starving.

Narator: The farmer can still hold his temper. But each of us has limitation in paticiene, until some day Toba can't hold his
temper anymore.

Putri : Samosir, Help me please.

Samosir : Oh come on mom, what is it, I'm playing.

Putri : Please bring this to your father in the field.

Samosir : You go by yourself

Putri : I need to cook honey, just go bring this to your father, or he will be angry.

Samosir :(sigh) give me the stuff, hurry!

Narator : Samosir wasn't really concern about the food, he wasn't care whether to bring this on time or not.

Samosir :It's so far away, I'm tired, and hungry in this road. Better to eat some portion of father's lunch

Narator: The food has been eaten by Samosir, and without feeling guilty he came home and continueing playing. Father
who had overheated and hungry in waiting decide to go home.

Toba : Mom, where si my luch, you haven't made yet?

Putri : I have asked Samosir to bring it to you.

Toba : Samosir, come here quickly!

Samosir : What is it again? I'm playing father..

Toba : Where is my lunch?

Samosir : I have ate them all, I was so tired and hungry in the way to field.

Toba : I've been starving waiting for the food, and without feeling guilty you just said you have ate them all?! You Such
FISH KID.

Samosir : Mother (crying).

Putri : Run Samosir! Run!. Father, you have broke our promises.

Toba : But I did not mean it, I'm emotional. I'm sorry Putri.

Putri : You will get what you have done!

Narator: Suddenly a gush of water comes up, so the farmer and all of his surrounding submerged into water that form as a
lake and there is small island In the middle of that. And the island has known as Samosir Island.