Monday, 06 April 2020 21:00

Cullberry Road

H Clare

The artistic genius of Sr. Clare not only involved acting, singing, and songwriting, but also overflowed in writing. To prove it, today we present a play written by Sr. Clare while she was at Assumption Parish in Jacksonville, Florida.

Sr. Clare wanted to show young people the great truth that must enlighten our lives and decisions: Nothing lasts forever. Everything ends up dying or being destroyed. In the end, only God remains. Yes, in the end: "only God." This play is a different way of meditating on the Four Last Things and facing the fragility of our dreams when we do not seek God's will.

The performance ends with a song by the musical group Gen Verde entitled "La bomba" or "Todo pasa," a song that impressed Sr. Clare. You can find the audio in Spanish at the end of the play. Hopefully, in many parts of the world this play, written out of Sr. Clare's zeal for souls, may be performed with young people and for young people.

Cullberry Road

Narrator 1: Everyone has a dream, right? One way or another we all try to plan out our life, right? There are a lot of people who say that this world is a “valley of tears.” So much suffering, so much hunger, so much poverty, so much injustice. Then there are others who say we have to live life to the full “Carpe Diem,” seize the day.

Narrator 2: For others life is just one big waiting room where they wait for death to call them from this “room” to the next. They have no hope, they have no plan, they feel this great emptiness: Something is missing!

Narrator 1: Cullberry Road, the story of five people who were happy with their lives.

Narrator 2: Cullberry Road, the story of five people who thought that they were happy with their lives. One can have many things: money, power!

Narrator 1: fame, beauty, success—the list is endless.

Narrator 2: One can have everything and at the same time have nothing.

Narrator 1: What would happen if all of these things where taken away from us? What then would we turn to? Who would we turn to?


(On stage: two boys and a girl, facing audience. They are watching a soccer game. One of the boys is Michelle’s brother, Mike, the other two are his friends. Michelle enters.)

Michelle: Hi Mike, Hi Vicky, Hi Dave.

(The three answer her at the same time.)

Michelle: What time are Mum and Dad getting back at, Mike? (Mike and company are totally absorbed in the game. Their team is losing.) 

Michelle: Mike? (Getting closer to him. She is impatient) MIKE!

(Mike makes a gesture for his sister to be quiet without taking his eye off the TV. Suddenly, the other team score a goal. Mike and his friends are devastated.)

Michelle: It’s just a game, guys!

Mike: (dramatically) You don’t understand.

Michelle: So, Michael, what time are Mum and Dad getting back at for the 70th time?

Mike: I don’t know, Michelle, can’t you see I’m suffering right now? 

Dave: Yeah, Michelle, this hurts really bad.

(Michelle rolls her eyes and exits as if to go to her room.)

Vicky: Didn’t you have something to give to your sister?

Mike: What do you mean?

Vicky: You said, “Remind me to give this to Michelle when she gets in.”

(Mike thinks) 

Mike: Oh yeah, a letter.

(Mike yells)

Mike: Michelle! There’s a letter for you on the table!

Michelle: A what?

Mike: A letter!

(Michelle enters.)

Michelle: What sweater?

Mike: Let-ter.

(Michelle goes and picks up the letter on the table.)

Michelle: Hey, it’s from St. Stephens University!

Dave: Isn’t that the cool, new university on Cullberry Road?

(Michelle is screaming and jumping. The other three look at her.)

Michelle: Oh my gosh! I got accepted! It’s the university I’ve really wanted to go to. Do you know what this means to me? How could you possibly know? This is like my dream come true!


(Narrators 1 & 2 enter)

Narrator 1: Michelle Bliss, 18 years old. Smart girl.

Narrator 2: She had to be to get accepted into St. Steven’s University.

Michelle: This is my dream come true. I was so nervous. I thought that they would never accept me. St. Steven’s University is like one of the best universities in the whole United States. This is so great! And it’s known that everyone who graduates from there gets a great job. I’ll be what I’ve always wanted to be: a lawyer! Because at St. Stephens there is a law program that is just amazing. I am soooo happy! This time next year I’ll be living in the University apartments on Cullberry Road. What more can I ask for?


(Young lady, Lisa, sitting nervously waiting for a job interview. Secretary working at her desk. The phone rings.)

Secretary: Hello, Break Magazine offices, can I help you? “He’s busy right now. Can I take a message? Job interviews for that department will be on Monday, that’s the 14th and also on Thursday, sorry Wednesday the 16th... take a right at the traffic light, a right, yes, ...yeah… that will lead you to where we are here at Cullberry Road…OK, your welcome, bye.

(Picks up telephone again and tells Lisa that she can come in.)

(Lisa introduces herself and hands in her résumé. The interviewer asks her if she would like water, etc.)

Interviewer: (Looking at Lisa’s résumé) I see you’ve worked on other magazines, Lisa.

Lisa: Yes. Actually, I’ve brought a few of them so that you can have a look (gives magazines to the man). I designed these pages.

Interviewer: I like it.

Lisa: I’ve also worked for different newspapers. Well… it’s all there on my résumé.

Interviewer: This is great, nice work. So, how long have you worked on designing magazines?

Lisa: Eight years. I really love doing it.

Interviewer: We could use someone like you here.


Lisa: When he said that, my heart started beating so fast. Was he going to give me the job or did he just say that to everyone? I don’t know. I just wanted the job. To work on the Break Magazine is a real big thing. It’s one of the fastest selling magazines in America. This would be such a step up for me!

(Freeze finishes)

Interviewer: OK, Lisa, if you can leave us your résumé and we’ll get back to you.

Lisa: It has my number on it, right?

Interviewer: Yeah, 368-4765.

Lisa: Exactly (they say goodbye and as Lisa is near the door).

Interviewer: You know what, Lisa? I’m going to give you a try.

Lisa: (excitedly) I got the job! (more calmly) I mean, I got the job?

Interviewer: It’ll be like a test week starting on Thursday and we’ll see how it goes. I’d like to see more of your work.

(Lisa leaves. As she passes the secretary she says, “goodbye”, very enthusiastically)

(Narrators enter)

Narrator 1: Way to go, Lisa.

Narrator 2: You got the job that you were looking for.



(Group of people standing with wine glasses in their hands. Some of them as they see Pete, start saying, “He’s here”, they applaud. They are waiting for the inauguration of his new restaurant.)

Pete: Here I am about to open my 7th restaurant. This is where I grew up: Cullberry Road. If you were to tell me 35 years ago that I was going to open up a beautiful new restaurant here, I would have probably laughed in your face (laughs). I have this feeling that this restaurant is going to be pretty successful, it’s quite a promising little spot. I hope you all enjoy the food. I do (laughs). You’ll see that inside is very elegant, chic if you will, as are all my restaurants. The president actually came to eat at the one I have in California. You’ll find that the service here, my employees, are excellent. Well, what more is there to say? (They raise their glasses.) To my new restaurant Gatoe (cuts ribbon) (all applaud).

(Narrators enter)

Narrator 1: Mr. Pete Laffret is a very rich man.

Narrator 2: Didn’t he say that this was his 7th restaurant? 

Narrator 1: And an expensive one, too. You know what? There are so many people who just live for money.

Narrator 2: It’s sad but true.



(On the left hand side of the stage, a group of college students talk, read. Brian is telling joke. They all laugh.)

Gina: Does anyone know if Dr. Maguire is here today?

Donna: I haven’t seen him.

Gina: Did you guys see the video he put on the other day?

Zack: Which one?

Gina: The one where…

(Robert enters, running.)

Robert: She said yes. I just asked her, and she said yes!!!! She just said yes!!

Laura: Who? What? When? And where?

Brandon: He just asked Rachel to marry him.

Zack: …and what did she say?? (pointing to Robert)

Brian: Congratulations, Buddy! (they all congratulate him).

(On the right hand side of the stage 3 girls, one studying, another painting her nails another reading a book. Rachel enters.)

Rachel: I’m getting married!!!

Paige: You’re getting what!?

Rachel: Rob just asked me to marry him.

Brandy: And what did you say?

Lauren: “Yes,” obviously, she said she’s getting married.

(The three of them start screaming and hugging Rachel.)

Paige: So how did he ask you?

Rachel: Well, we were sitting on the little hill beside the science lab…

(Flashback. Rachel and Robert sit at the edge of the stage. The rest are in a freeze frame.)

Rachel: Do you know what tomorrow is?

Robert: Tuesday?

Rachel: Yeah, but the date.

Robert: The 10th?

Rachel: Mhm. And what happened on the 10th of May 3 years ago?

Robert: It was your grandma’s birthday?

Rachel: No, her birthday is on August!

Robert: I knew that.

Rachel: So?

(Robert thinks.)

Rachel: Does the word anniversary ring a bell to you?

(Robert pretends he knows what she’s talking about.)

Rachel: I can’t believe you forgot, Rob!

Robert: I didn’t, I just didn’t remember.

Rachel: Yeah, that’s what I thought! (Rachel gets up.)

Robert: Rach, wait. Actually, I wanted to ask you something.

Rachel: Like when’s our anniversary?

Robert: No (he gets down on his knee).

Rachel: What are you doing?

(Robert takes the ring out of his pocket.)

(Rachel and Robert return to their friends.)

Rachel: (To her friends) and that’s when he said, “Will you marry me?”

Robert: (To his friends) and she said:

All: Yes!

Robert: Tonight, we’re going to tell her parents.

Brandon: Where do they live?

Robert: Cullberry Road.


Robert: (To audience) Can you believe she said yes? Well, I thought she would say yes, but last night I had this nightmare that she said no. But she said yes, and I suppose she means it. Of course she means it. Now we’ll be together forever. It doesn’t get much better than this!



(Stage has a lot of boxes. Jake enters carrying a big box. His father Phillip is already on stage moving boxes.)

Jake: Dad, is this the last box?

Phillip: There’s just a few more son (Julia enters).

Julia: That’s what you said an hour ago, Dad!

Philip: Come on guys, the quicker we get this done the better.

Julia: Moving house is definitely not my favorite to do. When I get my own house I’m going to live there FOREVER!

Jake: Hey but sis, it’s a cool house: you can’t deny it. It’s mom’s dream house. Check out what they put in the bathroom (they both exit).

(Sylvia enters.)

Sylvia: Isn’t this just great. Finally, we’re moved in.

Phillip: It sure is!

Sylvia: Did you give the architect the check already?

Phillip: Yep, it’s all taken care of.

Sylvia: (Sits down and sighs relieved) I can’t believe we’re here. When do you think we can start living here?

Phillip: Well, first we have to put everything in its place, right? It depends on how fast we do that.

Sylvia: I hope it’s soon.

(Freeze. Narrators enter.)

Narrator 1: Sylvia and Phillip have been working really hard to buy this brand new house.

Narrator 2: It’s one of the biggest houses on Cullberry Road. Everyone in the neighborhood peeked through their curtains to try and see who the lucky new neighbors are.

Sylvia: I’m so tired. I’ve been working overtime to be able to buy this house. My husband too. But you know what I’m going to explode with joy. This house is everything that I’ve always wanted!


(Clear stage. Dim lights. Music. Enter Michelle, Lisa, Pete, Robert, Sylvia & Phillip. “Radio report” voice-over.)

Radio broadcaster: A bomb has been dropped on Cullberry Rd. at 5:43pm. Some victims have been killed, others have been seriously injured. Most of the buildings on the street have been completely decimated. We’re going to speak now to Martin Resko who’s there now in Cullberry Road. Martin?

Martin: Yes, Suzanne, here I am in the middle of the rubble and remains. This is truly devastating. It has taken everyone completely by surprise (the volume goes down).

(Lights. Characters on stage go a mime in slow motion showing their distress. Music.)

(Narrators enter.)

Narrator 1: Everyone has a dream, right? One way or another we all try to plan out our life, right?

Narrator 2: When we plan our lives, are our plans the same as Gods plans? Is our dream to do what God wants?

Narrator 1: There are a lot of people who say that this world is like a “valley of tears” and it is because that’s what we make it. Who can free us from the deep sadness that we have in our hearts?

Narrator 2: Who can console us, strengthen us and give us hope when the university I planned to go to is totally destroyed? When the great job that I was just offered now doesn’t exist?

Narrator 1: When the new restaurant that was going to give lots of money is now like dust on the ground. When the one I love dies, when my dream house…

Narrator 2: God. He is the Only One who can help us bear our cross in moments like these. He is our Light and Our Hope and He promised that He would stay with us forever, even when everything else disappears.

Narrator 1: Everything in this world comes and goes. Everything passes. Nothing lasts forever: Only God.

(Lights go down. Song.)

Todo pasa/La bomba lyrics:

Y de nuevo el vacío.
Y de nuevo la nada.
Y de nuevo la muerte gritando en el cielo.
¡Y de nuevo...nada!
¿Por qué todo tiene que terminar?
¿Por qué no encuentro sentido a nada?
¿Por qué todo tiene que acabar 
siempre en lo mismo,
siempre en ruinas y olvido?
¿Por qué me habré ilusionado una vez más?
Yo tenía que sobrevivir...
¿Por qué me habré ilusionado una vez más? 

Pero tenía que creer en algo:
en poder conseguir, por ejemplo
una casa entre las flores, un mundo mío.
En saciarme, a través de los libros
del saber de los hombres.
En sentir un cariño sólo para mí...
Y ahora veo alrededor de mí tan sólo un desierto.

¿Por qué todo se tiene que derrumbar?
¿Por qué no encuentro sentido a nada?
¿Por qué todo tiene que acabar
siempre en lo mismo,
siempre en ruinas y olvido?

¿Existe algo en este mundo
que ninguna bomba pueda destruir jamás?
¿Un ideal que nunca muera,
que ninguna bomba lo pueda derrumbar?

Sí, hay uno sólo, hay uno sólo.
Uno solo... Tú.
Sí, Tú, Dios. Al final sólo Tú.
Solo Tú quedas junto a mí cuando todo
el resto muere.

Dios, Tú, en cada contradicción,
en nuestra eterna confusión;
en las ruinas de nuestra civilización,
solo Tú, Dios, sólo Tú eres la Vida.
Tú eres la casa que no se puede derrumbar.
Tú, aquel amigo que no sabe traicionar.
En Ti se puede de verdad creer y en Ti también vivir,
de verdad, creer que sólo por Ti, renace la vida,
vuelve la esperanza.

Dios. Al final sólo Tú...

En Ti se puede...


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