Narrator

Introduction
This story is about Mary Lennox, orphaned and sent
to live with her uncle in his manor on the moors,
Mary is a lonely and unhappy child. A meeting with
Dickon begins her adventure. At some point in a
person’s life, he or she changes, sometimes for the
better. Mary Lennox was a child who needed to
change, she needed to grow. This is a story of
friendship, story of secrets, but most importantly
this is the story of Mary.

Think of me as your guide through Mary’s life, the

navigator who will bring you safely to the end of this
story. Now, I will bring you to the start of this story,
where Mary finds herself brought to her uncle’s
manor after the death of her parents.

Scene 1
Mary: Who are you and what is that?
[Asks Martha and points to the moor]
Martha: I am Martha and that’s the moor. Does tha’ like
it?
Mary: No, I hate it.
Martha: That is because tha’s not used to it, tha will
soon enough.
Mary: Do you?
Martha: Of course, I do, I love the great moor with its
bushes, wild trees and the animals that scurry around.
Aye, I don’t like the moor, I love it!
[Shakes herself out of thought]
Martha: Look at me blabbing on! Here you go, sit down
and eat your breakfast.
Mary: What is this?
[Gives the porridge a disgusted stare]
Martha: It’s porridge and it’s good for you. Go on eat.
Mary: I don’t want it.
Martha: Eyy, what a fussy little girl!
Mary: I want something else.
Martha: No, it’s either porridge or nothing at all.
Mary: Fine then, I’ll have nothing.
Martha: Then what else are you going to do?
Mary: I don’t know.
Martha: Can tha’ knit?
Mary: No
Martha: Can tha’ sew?
Mary: No.
[Martha gives and exasperated sigh]
Martha: Then what can you do?
Mary: I can read.
Martha: But alas, only if Mrs. Medlock would let you in
the library.
Mary: Then what shall I do?
Martha: Go out and play in the gardens and the moor, of
course!
Mary: Who will go with me?
Martha: Tha’ will go by thyself! Why my brother
Dickon plays out on the moor all by himself with only
the animals to accompany him and I’m sure you can do
the same. Now off you go!
Mary: Fine! I’ll go by myself. [With the air of a teenage
girl who has been lectured by her mother]

Narrator
Mary spent her days in the garden wandering
through the bushes, and trying to figure out where
the Secret Garden could be, but Mary was
unsuccessful, but it was not in vain, as while she
wandered the gardens, she made friends like Ben
weather staff the gardener, Dickon, and even a little
Robin. As Mary spends her days in Misselwaith
manor, she got to knew about the Secret Garden,
and wanted to know about it, she starts to ask her
new friends Ben weather staff and a Robin about it,
but they refused to. Days passed, and once, when she
was chatting with Dickon in the moor, A robin came
to Mary and Dickon, and showed her the Garden
locked inside the deep bushes and vines

Scene 2
Mary: There you are!
[gestures to the robin who chirps back]
Mary: Are you calling me somewhere? Wait! Wait!
[Follows the robin to a bush]
Mary: This is where you wanted me to come to? I don’t
see anything-
[Bends down and picks up a key]
Mary: Could it be?... The key to the Secret Garden!
[Robin takes off once more]
Mary: Wait! Wait for me!
[Robin shows her a door covered with vines and bushes.
Mary pulls off the vines on the door and opens it with a
key, finds herself in the Secret Garden]
Mary: I-I’m in the Secret Garden!
Narrator
Once when it was raining in the moor, Mary heard a
cry coming from the outside. She gets up and leaves
the room, and follows the sound, suddenly she
encounters a boy named Colin. They then
introduced themselves and started to chat about the
outside world, the Secret Garden, Dickon and
Colin’s Father Archibald Craven. While they were
chatting Mrs Medlock, Martha, and Dr.Craven
(Archibald’s Craven brother) entered the room,
when they saw Mary there were upset as this is not
the place for her. Colin then discussed with Dr.
Craven about letting him go out to the moor with
Mary and Dickon, He agreed to it

Scene 3
Mary: The rain is as contrary as I ever was, it knew I
did not want it to come and so it did.
[Martha enters the room as Mary hears a cry.]
Mary: What was that?
Martha: What is it Mistress Mary?
Mary: I thought I heard a cry.
Martha: Tha’ couldn’t have heard a cry, it was probably
just the wind ‘wuthering.
Mary: oh
[Martha finishes shovelling coal into the fireplace]
Martha: Best be off to bed! Goodnight!
Mary: goodnight
[Martha leaves]
[Mary tosses and turns. Gets up abruptly]
Mary: It is a cry and I’m going to find out where its
coming from!
[gets up and leaves the room]

Scene 4
Mary: The cry seems to be coming from inside here.
[She looks at a boy who stares back at her?]
Colin: Who are you?! Are you a ghost?
Mary: No, I am not, I am Mary[proudly]. Are you a
ghost?
Colin: Of course not! I am Colin.
Mary: Colin?
Colin: Colin Craven. My father is Archibald Craven,
lord of Misselthwaite Manor.
Mary: He is my uncle. I’ve never been told about you.
Colin: They daren’t talk about me. I hate it when people
talk about me or even look at me, they all talk ill of me,
about how I’m always sick and miserable and how I
might not live to grow up. Even my father hates me, it
pains him to think I might end up like him,
hunchbacked and alone. I’ve already begun to have a
bump in my back. It has been the same for all ten years
of my life.
Mary: Ten years ago, you were born, weren’t you?
When the Secret Garden was locked up?
Colin: The Secret Garden?
Mary: Uncle Craven locked it up because his wife, your
mother died there.
[Colin gulps]
Colin: I should have been told about it! I wish to see it.
Mary: Yes, then perhaps you would feel better.
Colin: Feel better?
Mary: Yes, the garden is a wonderful place and it will
do wonders to you too. We shall go with Dickon.
Colin: Dickon?
Mary: A boy who lives on the moor. We will go to the
Secret Garden and there will be no more talk of dying
and sickness.
Colin: Let us go!
[Door swings open, Mrs. Medlock and Dr. Craven]
Dr. Craven: What is the meaning of this?!
Mrs. Medlock: I’m very sorry sir, no one would spill a
word about him to her. I-
Colin: No one told her anything, she heard me crying
and found me herself. Don’t be silly Medlock.
Dr. Craven: I believe this isn’t good for you, my boy.
Too much excitement.
Colin: I would be excited if she were kept away and I
wish for her to be with me all the time. And it would be
nice if she could bring me out into the gardens.
Dr.Craven: Absolutely not!
Mary: Dickon will be there with us!
Dr. Craven: Dickon eh? He’s a trusty lad. Fine then, I’ll
permit this, but do not stress yourself Colin.
[Colin remains indignant and has his arms crossed
meanwile Mary grins to herself.]
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Scene 5
Mary: Hush! Hush! No one should know we are here.
Dickon: Aye Mistress Mary!
Colin: Where is it?
Mary: Just a while... There!
[Opens the door with her key]
Mary: Push him Dickon, push Colin so he sees the
garden like I did!
Colin: It’s, it’s wonderful!
[Takes a deep breath in]
Mary: It is, isn’t it?
Dickon: I’ll go do some prunin’ and weedin’ while
Mary sets up the picnic. We’ll leave tha’ alone with the
garden, Colin.
[Mary sets up the picnic while Dickon does gardening.
Colin relaxes for a while until he sees a distant figure.]
Colin: Who is that man?
Mary: It’s Ben Weatherstaff. He’s found us!
Ben Weatherstaff: If tha’ were my children, I’d beat the
lot of you up!
Mary: We just came to help Colin get better!
Ben Weatherstaff: Colin? The little handicapped brat,
with the crooked back?
Colin: Handicapped? Crooked back? You will see that I
am none of those Weatherstaff!
Ben Weather staff: So tha’ doesn’t have a crooked
back?
Colin: No!
Ben Weatherstaff: Or a pale, ugly face and crooked
legs?
[Colin gets angry]
Colin: Pale ugly face, he says!
Colin: And CROOKED LEGS!!!!!! (angry stuttering)
[Gets up with Dickon’s help]
Colin: Do I look like I have CROOKED LEGS old
man? Do I have a crooked BACK?
Ben: No, tha’ does not. Tha’ shouldn’t have made
people think tha’ was sick and pale. Tha’ looks so much
like thy mother.
[Ben has a proud face]
Colin: That’s about right! I am Colin Craven, son of
Archibald Craven! And I am going to live forever and
ever!!!

Scene 6

[Archibald Craven sighs while signing documents. Sits

back in his chair and closes his eyes]
Mrs. Craven: Archibald!
[Archibald opens his eyes abruptly, with confusion]
Archibald: Who-who is that?
Mrs. Craven: Archibald, ‘tis I!
Archibald: Lilias, my sweet. Is, is it really you?
Mrs. Craven: Yes, darling.
Archibald: It has been so lonely without you!
Mrs. Craven: Then come! Come find me! Come to our
garden the Secret Garden!
Archibald: Yes! Yes I will!
[Jolts up. Carelessly takes his papers.]
Archibald: I must go! I must!
[Runs backstage]
Scene 7

[Archibald Craven walking to the garden door]

Archibald: It, it should be here. The key! Wait, I can
hear something from inside!
Archibald: Perhaps it is open...
[Opens the door and finds Ben Weatherstaff, Mary,
Dickon and Colin]
Ben Weatherstaff and Dickon: Mr. Craven!
Mary: Uncle Craven?
Colin: Father...
[Archibald looks surprised at Colin]
Archibald: Colin?
Colin: Yes Father, ‘tis I Colin Craven, and I am here to
show you I am not a sickly, dying little child. I am
going to live forever and ever!
Archibald: My son!
In the background =
Ben Weatherstaff: Oh no, oh dear. I promised myself I
wouldn’t cry. [bursts into joyful tears]
Archibald: But how?
Colin: It is the garden father, it has changed me, it has
changed all of us. [points to Mary and Ben] It has done
magic!
Archibald: Magic, yes, magic indeed. Take me through
her garden son. She is still here.
Colin: The garden has come back to life Father and so
have I, it need not be a secret anymore. I will come
back to the house, but not in the chair, never again. I
will walk, tall and proud.
Archibald Craven: We will walk son! We will walk
together.
[Looking at everybody]
Archibald: All of us!