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SUMMER CREATIVE WRITING CONTEST
2008 WINNER
My Town
by Griffin Dietz
I have just finished reading Our Town a three-act play
written by Thornton Wilder. The story is introduced in a monologue by
the stage manager in, what is my opinion, the most simple and straightforward
way possible. He, in a sense, describes the play by saying what its
called, whom its by and what its about, all in a matter of
paragraphs. What caught my notice when I read the lines however is how
detailed Thornton Wilder was when describing Grovers Corner, New
Hampshire. I could actually picture the town and all its going-ons and
have been inspired by this to write my own monologue for somebody describing
my own town, Pacific Palisades. I only hope that I can do it justice,
so here goes.
Its early in the morning and the winter air is crisp. The sun just
rose over the mountains an hour ago and the mist from the sea still lingers
in the air, covering Pacific Palisades in a haze. Birds have awoken in
their nests perched high up in trees, and are chirping loudly, creating
sweet music to welcome the new day and the town that is just beginning
to wake up.
A pedestrian taking a jog early in the morning hums in tune with the iPod
in his ears, his dog trailing after him on a leash. He waves to a shop
owner, just unlocking the doors of her store as he runs by before pausing
at a cross walk, waiting for the light to change in his favor even though
there are few cars on the road at this hour. The dog pauses to sit too,
tongue dangling out of his mouth and chest rising and falling quickly.
Across the street, a young boy steps out of a shop, holding a bagel covered
with cream cheese in his hand. He takes a bite, carefully chewing before
swallowing. Then he lifts his arm to wipe his mouth with the back of his
hand, catching crumbs and brushing them off his face. He walks away, down
to his school where children are playing happily on the yard before its
time for classes to start.
They smile as balls are passed back and forth and call out to each other
happily. The teachers talk on the bench and one stands up to help one
of the younger kids who has fallen and scraped her knee. After a minute
the girl is up and running again with her peers, a grin spread across
her face, and only a scratch remaining as evidence of what had happened
just a few moments before.
Just around the corner at the park, a mother is rocking a child in her
arms. The baby wouldnt sleep, so she had taken him out to play to
calm him down, but now that he has finally closed his eyes, it is time
for him to wake up. She walks across the playground to the empty parking
lot, making a new set of footsteps in the sand before placing the boy
in a car seat and driving off, back home before work.
She drives slowly through her neighborhood and the light turns on in the
bedroom of a house as she passes by. Inside the house, a man just woke
up his son, who needs to get up for school. Then he walks downstairs and
joins his wife, who is preparing breakfast for the family. They sit and
eat together, enjoying each others company before each goes their
own separate ways for the day.
The moms first stop on the list of errands is the supermarket, where
she needs to pick up ingredients for that nights dinner. Driving
into the lot, she stops her car, waiting while a man helps an elderly
lady carry her bags to her own car. The lady unlocks the vehicle and opens
the trunk before thanking the kind man who helped her. The man smiles
and helps her close the trunks before turning away to return to his job.
The lady drives away quickly so she can get her food into the refrigerator
before it gets too warm.
The rest of the town is beginning to wake up now and the streets are getting
busier and shops more crowded. People stop on the sidewalk to have conversations
and children step out of the car in front of schools, waving goodbye to
their parents for the day. Another day is just beginning in the town of
Pacific Palisades, California.
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