Okay Its late and I'm bored so heres a short play:
*Enter newly married couple. Husband(Michael) is a fundy Christian, wife(Linda) is a Christian who came from a family of twelve kids and was one of the middle children. Lets listen in as they discuss there future kids*
Michael: So, Honey, how many kids do you think would please The Lord? Ten, twelve, fourteen?
Linda: Hmm... well I don't think its up to us to decide. I'm sure God will give us as many as he wants us to have. Hopefully...
*Flashback to when Linda was thirteen*
Linda, after having to wait an hour to get into the bathroom finds the water cold and that they have run out of shampoo...and conditioner...and soap,,,and someone seems to of used her tooth brush to clean the floor.
*Flashback*
Getting dressed: All her clothes are hand me downs (including the bras) and most of them haven't been washed due to the back up in the laundry room...which seems to have also backed up in to the hallway...and the office...and to every square inch of floor in the house.
*Flashback*
Breakfast time: Linda finally arrives in the kitchen ten minuets latter due to having to force on a shirt that is two sizes too small and after tripping over someones jeans, that where laying on the stairs, and almost twisting her ankle, only to find that all the good cereals have been finished. She pours herself a bowl of Bran Flakes and reaches for the milk. It's empty. She eats her dry tasteless Bran Flakes while trying to avoid getting covered in her sisters orange juice... she is unsuccessful.
*Flashback*
Time for school: Linda arrives at her high school in her orange juice stained second hand shirt and skirt with five of her brothers and sisters (two sets of twins if your curious how six kids are in one school). She hears whispered comments from fellow students about her parents over active sex life. The words “rabbits” and “too dumb to figure out how to open a box of condoms” are heard multiple times.
*Flashback*
Classes: Constant comments from teacher such as “why can't you be more like your sister” “your brother was so good at basketball maybe you could get pointers from him” “you haven't done the reading assignment? Your sister would have been halfway through the book by now” “come on algebra isn't that hard your brother was a genius at it after all.” are herd in almost every class.
*Flashback*
Arriving Home: four of her siblings are fighting over the remote Linda knows it hopeless to even try. She makes her way upstairs to the room she shares with her older sister(who wasn't mentioned before because she was too busy eating her Lucky Charms and pouring a glass of orange juice.) to try and take a nap. Her sister has the CD player on. Loud. And she's on the phone. Linda doesn't even know how her sister can carry on a conversation with this racket on. It's impossible. As is falling asleep.
*End Flashback*
Linda:... One.
Michael: Surely the Lord would... (is cut off)
Linda: We're having One! And then your having a vasectomy.
Michael: Now be Reasonable Li...
Linda: Your having a vasectomy or no more sex.
Michael: oh come on...
Linda: NO... MORE... SEX
(silence)
Michael: right you are honey. One child. The Lord only wants us to have One kid.
(more Silence)
*End Scene*
Okay short by play standards but long by comment standards.