6-15 characters. 6 pages long. Approximately ten minutes running time. A story-telling play for children adapted from his original winter tale by award-winning playwright, Evan Guilford-Blake.

Silver from the Wind is a tale of wishes — one of the things Christmas is about. In it, a young child and a special snowflake have the same dream: keeping the special snowflake forever — and how the North Wind makes that possible. The play has been staged twice as of publication on Drama Notebook. Audience interactive.

Evan Guilford-Blake is an award-winning playwright who has graciously granted Drama Notebook a license to make a small collection of his plays available to teachers through the site. Your students will love performing his clever, imaginative pieces!

Excerpt from the play:

CAST OF CHARACTERS
FIRST NARRATOR [m or f]
SECOND NARRATOR [m or f]
PATRICK, a young boy OR TRISHA, a young girl (The text indicates the appropriate changes. Use the applicable pronoun.)
THE SNOWFLAKE [f]
THE NORTH WIND [m] (His lines are noted as “miked from off.” They may, however, be spoken from a defined area on the stage, without a mike)
THE CHILD’S MOTHER
THE CHILD’S FATHER

If the production chooses, more SNOWFLAKES may be used and a dance number to bridge THE SNOWFLAKE’s transition may be incorporated with them.

The roles of the Father and the North Wind may be combined. The two Narrators may be combined into a single role.

Silver, from the Wind
A story-telling play for children
by Evan Guilford-Blake

NARRATOR 1
Once upon a time, there was a little snowflake,
(SNOWFLAKE dances on.)
who loved being a snowflake, for she was indeed beautiful, with six lace-fine points that grew like carved jeweled fingertips from her delicately curved center.

NARRATOR 2
Now, as you’ve surely seen, when snowflakes fall they land one on top of the next, on top of the next, and the next

NARRATOR 1
until there are hundreds

NARRATOR 2
and thousands of them in large, fluffy piles

NARRATOR 1
which you and I can roll into snowmen, or snowballs,
(BOY/GIRL enters and works on a snow castle.)

NARRATOR 2
or — snow castles, with thick white walls and tall rounded turrets that shine in the winter sun;

NARRATOR 1
but then, they melt and disappear into the earth and are gone forever.

NARRATOR 2
And this particular snowflake didn’t want to disappear forever,

NARRATOR 1
so she had whirled and danced upon the wind, through the sky, for one winter, then another, and another

NARRATOR 2
until finally many winters had passed and still the snowflake fluttered through the frosted air, looking down upon the earth far, far below.

NORTH WIND
(Miked; throughout, from OFF)
Little snowflake:

SNOWFLAKE
Yes, Father North Wind?

NORTH WIND
You have spun and floated through my sky for too long. Tomorrow is Christmas, and it’s time you too fell to earth as all snowflakes must.

SNOWFLAKE
It is lovely there. If only I could stay, I would gladly fall at once; if only I would not disappear so quickly, but remain winter after winter and be part of each one.

NORTH WIND
Look. There’s a boy/girl waiting for you. S/He is shaping a snow castle; you will be part of his/her winter, at the peak of its tallest turret.

PATRICK/TRISHA
This will be the best snow castle in the world.

NORTH WIND
Come, rise into my breath and I will blow you across the sunlight and onto his/her hand. The sky is no place for a snowflake.

SNOWFLAKE
(A little sadly)
All right.

NORTH WIND
Then:
(A whisper)
Away, little snowflake … away…
(There is a great WHOOSH of wind. As if blown by it, the SNOWFLAKE “tumbles” across the stage.)

SNOWFLAKE
Ohhhhhh …..

NARRATOR 1
And at last she came to rest upon a soft, fuzzy surface.
(A “snowflake” drops onto the CHILD’s mittened hand. The SNOWFLAKE will, from this point, manipulate it, as a puppet, as desired or necessary.)

PATRICK/TRISHA
What a beautiful snowflake; I’ve never seen one so … perfect.
(S/HE starts to place the snowflake at the top of the castle.)

SNOWFLAKE
No!

NORTH WIND
(SOUND of WIND.)
(Softly, extending the vowels)
Snowflake…

SNOWFLAKE
Father: If s/he puts me there the winter will pass and the sun will beat down upon me, and soon I will melt and disappear forever…
(SOUND OF WIND.)

PATRICK/TRISHA
No. I want to keep this snowflake. It’s … special. But how? Winter will end and summer will come; snowflakes never last forever.

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