Acting Company- Glass Managerie

Hello, mother, I was—

Deception? Deception?

How was the DAR meeting? Didn't you go to the D.A.R. meeting, Mother?

no- no, I did not have the strength— to go to the D. A. R. In fact, I did not have the courage! I wanted to find a hole in the ground and hid myself in it forever!

Why did you do that, Mother? Why are you—

Why? Why? How old are you, Laura?

Mother, you know my age.

I thought you were an adult; it seems that I was mistaken.

Please don’t stare at me, mother.

What are we goitn to do, what is going to become of us, what is the future?

Has something happened, Mother? Mother, has— something happened?

I’ll be all right in a minute, I’m just bewildered— by life.

Mother, I wish that you would tell me what’s happened!

As you know, I was suppose to be inducted into my office at the D.A.R. this afternoon. But I stopped off at Rubicam’s Business College to speak to your teachers about your having a cold and as them what progress they thought you were making down there.

Oh…

I went to the typing instructor and introduced myself as your mother. She didn’t know who you were. “Wingfield,” she said. “ We don't have any such student enrolled at the school!” I assured her she did, that you have been going classes since early in January.

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“I wonder,” she said, “if you could be talking about that terribly shy girl who dropped out of school after only a few days’ attendence?” “No,”I said, “Laura,my daughter, has been going to school every day for the past six weeks!”