Momma's Cup: A Skit in Pantomime with Narration
A Parable of Sanctification
Once upon a time there was a cup. This wasn't just any old cup. This was Momma's cup. [Momma stands holding "cup."]
It was Momma's favorite cup. It was a big 32-ounce, insulated, good for hot or cold beverages kind of cup. [Momma gestures in front of cup a la The Price is Right.]
Every morning, Momma would brew her favorite coffee, and pour her cup full of java for the ride to work and the first two hours before break time. [Momma goes through the motions of pouring the coffee, driving while sipping, typing and taking sips.]
At breaktime, Momma washed out her cup and filled it with icewater. [Momma washes, fills, sips, types, sips, and...] She refilled it at lunch, and by the end of the day, she had consumed 8 glasses of water. She was fully hydrated, and her skin was clear. [...shows off her clear skin.]
When she got home from work, Momma put her cup on the counter by the bread box. [Momma puts cup away,] No one else ever used Momma's cup. It was just for her. [and puts hands on hips.]
But one Saturday morning, while Momma was doing laundry, her youngest took the cup to play with outside. She filled it with dirt and pebbles and poured them out to make a little mountain. [Girl takes cup and goes to play on ground, filling it with rocks and dirt, pouring, refilling, etc.]
After a while, Momma came to check on her youngest and saw with horror what had happened to her cup. [Momma comes out, waves arms, girl cowers.]
Momma was filled with rage. She took her cup, now too filthy ever to use again, and smashed it with a large rock, then stomped it to little pieces. [Momma acts this out. Girl "cries" with hands to face.]
Wait a minute! That's not right! Let's go back. [Momma walks backwards to where she was.]
When she got home from work, Momma put her cup on the counter by the bread box. [Momma puts cup away,] No one else ever used Momma's cup. It was just for her. [and puts hands on hips.]
But one Saturday morning, while Momma was doing laundry, her youngest took the cup to play with outside. She filled it with dirt and pebbles and poured them out to make a little mountain. [Girl takes cup and goes to play on ground, filling it with rocks and dirt, pouring, refilling, etc.]
After a while, Momma came to check on her youngest and saw with amusement what had happened to her cup. [Momma comes out, laughs, girl holds cup up to her.]
Momma took the cup and immediately put it back on the counter. Monday morning, her coffee was filled with dirt and pebbles, but she didn't care. [Momma pours coffee, takes a sip, chokes, then beams.]
Hold on, that's not right either. Lets try this one more time! [Momma walks backwards to where she was.]
When she got home from work, Momma put her cup on the counter by the bread box. [Momma puts cup away,] No one else ever used Momma's cup. It was just for her. [and puts hands on hips.]
But one Saturday morning, while Momma was doing laundry, her youngest took the cup to play with outside. She filled it with dirt and pebbles and poured them out to make a little mountain. [Girl takes cup and goes to play on ground, filling it with rocks and dirt, pouring, refilling, etc.]
After a while, Momma came to check on her youngest and saw with some concern what had happened to her cup. [Momma comes out, puts one hand on hip, and reaches for cup with other. Girl hands Momma cup.]
She took her cup in to the sink and washed it thoroughly with soap and hot water. She rinsed it very well, and then she put it up on a higher shelf. [Momma acts this out. Girl follows and watches.]
She reminded her youngest that Momma's cup was special to her. She found a disposable cup to play with. And no one ever filled Momma's cup with dirt again. [Momma acts this out. Girl takes cup and goes back to play.]
The end. [Momma, Girl, and Narrator all take a bow.]
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