Thanks Dad

(Disponible en inglés y español)

An adult daughter sits to write a Father’s Day card; across the stage, her dad “receives” it as she speaks. Memory by memory, we watch a tender, funny tug-of-war between teenage eye-rolls and a father’s steady love. By the final words, the audience is reminded: imperfect parents can still reveal a faithful God. (Ideal for Father’s Day services or family Sundays.)

Beautifully written by DramaShare Ministries friend, Robyn Berdino for Father's Day.

Cast:  2

• Daughter mid 20's to mid 30's
• Dad mid 40's to mid 50's

Bible Reference:  Acts 20:35

Set:

• a "split stage" where lighting and separation leave the impression that the two actors are in different locations

Lighting: 2 spots

 Sound: wireless mics if available

Song:  none

SFX: none

Costumes:  standard

Props: none

Special Instructions:

• The daughter is sitting at a table on one side of the stage, with card & pen, getting ready to sign a father’s day card.
• The father is sitting in a rocker/recliner/chair on the other side, as if reading the card while the daughter is writing.

  Time:     5

Sample Script

The daughter is sitting at a table on one side of the stage, with card & pen, getting ready to sign a father’s day card. The father is sitting in a rocker/recliner/chair on the other side, as if reading the card while the daughter is writing

Daughter: OK, here we go again…father’s day…the perfect card…and this year, it

only took an hour to pick it out!…not bad.

dad sits down with a pile of mail, and opens the card
writing on card, speaking aloud while writing

Daughter: (writing) Dear Dad…

Words cannot begin to express what I feel. From the time I was a small
child, I’ve always felt secure in your love. The comfort that came from
climbing into your big lap, and feeling your strong arms and rough hands
hold me tight. The gentle kisses on my scraped knees. Seeing you kneel

beside my bed to pray, then pulling my covers up tight around my neck.
You made me laugh, the way you were able to chase off monsters and
twirl me around. You made time just to play. I now know how tired you
were after working all day, but you would always pick up a crayon, and
come into my world.

Dad: Unfortunately, I think it was mom who liked to color

Daughter: (writing) I know when I was older I wasn’t the ideal teenager. I got into a

little trouble…I blew it a few times. (stops writing, thinking aloud) OK,
well more than a few.

Dad: Are you kidding, you were nuts! Your mother pulled me back from the

brink more times than I care to remember.

Daughter: (writing) We both made a lot of mistakes. But you affirmed me, Dad. You

were there with me. You praised the things I did well, and the things I
didn’t, well, most of the time you said nothing…but I knew you were
disappointed.

Dad: What an amazing gift, a child’s selective memory!

Daughter: (writing) And it made me love you because you cared. I never told you that,

but I wanted you to care. You cared how I would turn out. You cared
who my friends were. You wanted the best for me. Even though you
drove me absolutely crazy at the time!

Daughter: (stops writing, just thinking aloud) You know, I remember a time when I was a

teenager, and out to dinner with this guy that Dad wasn’t crazy about.

Dad: Oh, I hope she’s forgotten that restaurant incident…definitely went over

the brink that time!

Daughter: I guess he thought we’d been alone long enough, so he just showed up at

the restaurant, and plopped right down beside me.

Dad: What’s a dad to do?

Daughter: I was humiliated! The guy left after a few minutes, (sarcastically) I can’t

imagine why!

Dad: (smug) He was one scared young man…

Daughter: And dad just smiled, and acted so smart. I was furious!

Dad: I didn’t think she’d ever forgive me…

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