Brian Robeson Monologue
Hey, my name is Brian Robeson and I am 13 years old. I live in New York so I guess that makes me an American right? Okay so my holiday didn’t turn out as I’d hoped. My parents got divorced, I crash-landed in the Canadian wilderness with a dead pilot and some crazy animals as my only company! I didn’t ask for all this to happen but I guess I don’t have any good luck! Ok Ok so I just got back 12 hours ago and my life is practically chaos! When I got home my mom was crying and so was my dad and Terry was jumping up and down. Wait a minute; you don’t know who Terry is. Terry is my best friend. We do everything together, from watching TV to taking out the garbage! Ok that’s not really true but yeah we’re best friends. And just after my happy reunion, my mom blurted out that she was getting married to the blonde guy who brought the divorce. My life has gone upside down but let’s get this show on the road. You people really wanna know how I survived? Ok I’ll tell ya. 1
Later on I decided to build my own little shelter since I didn’t really have anywhere to sleep. I called it home. Another few days passed and I had a dream about my dad and Terry. They were trying to tell me how to make fire with my hatchet. When I woke up I made the fire with my hatchet and a soft but strong piece of long wood. Then came the best meat days and best fish days and best arrow days and best berry days. Yeah, even though I ate an amazing amount of gut berries and turtle eggs I still survived. 3 3
Hey, before I start don’t feel bad when your parents get divorced cos it’s just fate. You just need to come to terms with it and your parents. Ooops! I forgot. Back on the track!! It was a Sunday morning when my mom gave me the Hatchet. I was leaving to go to my dad’s for the summer. I boarded the plane and we took off. It was only me and the pilot in the Cessna so there
Later on I decided to build my own little shelter since I didn’t really have anywhere to sleep. I called it home. Another few days passed and I had a dream about my dad and Terry. They were trying to tell me how to make fire with my hatchet. When I woke up I made the fire with my hatchet and a soft but strong piece of long wood. Then came the best meat days and best fish days and best arrow days and best berry days. Yeah, even though I ate an amazing amount of gut berries and turtle eggs I still survived. 3 3
Hey, before I start don’t feel bad when your parents get divorced cos it’s just fate. You just need to come to terms with it and your parents. Ooops! I forgot. Back on the track!! It was a Sunday morning when my mom gave me the Hatchet. I was leaving to go to my dad’s for the summer. I boarded the plane and we took off. It was only me and the pilot in the Cessna so there