Chicken Little is short comedy based on the fairy tale. In this version, when the melodramatic Chicken Little is hit on the head with an acorn, he whips all the other birds into a frenzy. Assuming, of course, that the sky must be falling, they fail to verify the fact and instead continue to spread their “fake news”. They decide to travel to tell the king all about it but when a cunning fox invites them inside, it turns out the king is more interested in having them for supper than hearing them out. A terrific play for young performers!
Andy Pavey is a commissioned playwright, who writes short plays for Drama Notebook. He is a student who attends UWC-USA. He previously spent nine years with Davenport Junior Theatre, the second-oldest children’s theatre in the United States, where he acted in productions, managed the props building, and wrote plays for young actors to perform. In addition to writing, Andy is an avid backpacker!
Excerpt from the play:
CAST OF CHARACTERS
At rise: CHICKEN LITTLE stands alone on a bare stage. The NARRATOR stands off to the side, narrating the action.
Once there was a chicken of particularly short stature. And that chicken was named Chicken Little.
Hey! Are you making fun of my height or something?
What are you talking about? I’m just a plain old Narrator! I would never do such a thing! I have a reputation to uphold!
GOOSEY LOOSEY enters from offstage, fluttering about, holding an acorn (preferably oversized).
NARRATOR (To the audience.)
For the record, I was making fun of his height. And it was hilarious.
Stop breaking the fourth wall, Chicken Little. Just pretend I’m not here.
As the NARRATOR and CHICKEN LITTLE are arguing, GOOSEY LOOSEY flutters behind CHICKEN LITTLE and drops an acorn on his head before flying away.
Ow! First you make fun of my height, then you start dropping things on my noggin?
That seriously wasn’t me. I was too busy trying to get you to stay in character.
CHICKEN LITTLE (confused)
Then there’s only one possible explanation for what just happened…
HENNY PENNY enters and wanders around the stage.
Yeah, a leaf or a rock must have hit you in the head or something. It’s a pretty windy day. Makes sense.
The sky is falling!