This blog is comprised of Saint of the Week stories I have been writing for my youth groups in Rocky Mountain House and Sylvan Lake. Each week we act out the life of another saint in what is called a "Spontaneous Melodrama." Choose volunteer actors for each role in the story, then read the story, pausing when necessary to let the actors say their lines. This is a dynamic and fun way to learn the stories of the saints, although sometimes historical precision is sacrificed for flow. Feel free to try this in your group!

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

St Therese

Therese, mom, Dad, Pauline, Marie, Celine, Mean Nun, Doctor

Therese was born to two very loving parents.  She was the fourth of 4 sisters.  Her dad would pat each of them on the head and call them by nick names.  First Pauline would come, and he would pat her and say "You are my diamond."  Then Marie would come, and he would pat her and say "You are my little pearl."  Then Celine would come, and he would pat her and say "You are the bold one!"  Finally it would be Therese' turn.  She would come to him very shyly.  He would pick her up, put her on his knee, and say "And you are my little queen!"

One day There's mom died of breast cancer.  The family mourned.  But while the others cried softly, therese screamed and wailed, beating the ground with her fists.

After that, Therese would often have nervous fits, trembling and clenching her teeth.  She could not speak.

Her family said "We just don't know what's wrong with her!"

The doctor said "Me niether!"

Then one day her oldest sister, Pauline, said "I have decided to become a nun!  I am going to join the convent!"

Her father was so happy, he gave her a great big hug.  But Therese said "You can't!  You've been my mom ever since mama died!" Therese began once more to scream and wail and beat the ground with her fists.

Another time she overheard her father talking to her older sisters.  She was standing outside the door when he said "I don't want to do the Santa Clause thing this year at Christmas."

But Celine said "But papa, you have to!  Therese still believes!"

Her father said "She is getting too old for that nonsense."

That's when they noticed her standing outside the door.

Then Therese ran off.

Marie shook her head.  "Poor Therese"  she said, "I bet she is screaming and wailing again."

But Therese came back into the room and said "I have decided not to get so upset about every thing, but rather to trust God!"

Eventually, Marie and Celine and Therese all became nuns too!

Then Therese's father got very sick.  She wanted to go to him, but had promised tpo stay in the convent forever.  A mean nun said "Too bad-  you can't leave."

When her father died, Therese was sad.  But rather than scream and wail, she just sat peacefully and prayed.

The mean nun would see her praying and say things like "Get up, you lazy good for nothing!"

Therese would always just smile and say "Yes, sister.  How can I please you?"

Finally the mean nun said "Sister Therese, I don't get it.  I am always mean to you.  How can you keep loving me?"

Therese said "I love you with the love of God!  This is my little way to be a saint-  just do little things with great love!"

A few years later, Therese got tuberculosis.  She coughed and coughed, often coughing up blood! But when the other nuns looked at her with concern, she would just smile sweetly.

The Doctor said to the other nuns "You have no idea how much she is suffering!"

Therese said "I never knew it was possible to suffer so much!  But now even my suffering has turned to sweetness! So, I cannot suffer anymore."

Then St Therese died.  She was only 24.  

St Therese of Lisieux-  Pray for us.

Thursday, February 20, 2014

St Patrick

St Patrick

Patrick, pirates (2), Pigs (2) British (2) Irish (2), Druids (2), snakes (2)

(Opening scene- enter Patrick, British)

St Patrick was born in England, in the fourth century.  He always spoke with a British accent as he greeted people, saying “Good day old chap!”. The brits would say "ello Govenor" or "tea time" depending on how rich they were.

(Enter Pirates)  Along came pirates, who said piraty things like "Arrr" and "Yohoho and a bottle of rum" and "We don't do anything"  They kidnapped Patrick, throwing him over their shoulder and saying "We got the booty!"  The audience laughed, but the narrator resisted the urge to make an inappropriate joke, because the skit was happening at youth group. They took him to the land of Ireland.

(Scene Change, exit British, enter Irish, druids, pigs)

Everyone greeted him with an Irish accent, saying “Top o’ the morning to ya!” Ireland was the land of the druids-  a kind of wizard. One was named Dumbledor, and another Hagrid, and they kept saying to Patrick "You're a wizard, Harry!"  They worshiped things like the sun and moon, bowing and saying "Oh, mighty orbs in the sky!" and fire saying "Oh, mighty powerful fire, consumer of all consumables!" and twigs saying "Oh mighty twig, ye are so mighty and, uh twig like."

The Irish bought  Patrick from the Pirates, and he was made a slave, and had to feed the pigs.  The pigs would eat out of Patrick's hand, then lick his hand, then sniff him for more food.

(Scene change, exit Irish, druids, pigs, enter British)

One day Patrick escaped, and made it back to England, where people once more greeted him in British, saying “Good day old chap!”  Patrick studied hard, and became a priest.  One night he had a dream, where the people of Ireland (Irish appear in a dreamlike fashion) said “Come back to us and preach again!” (Irish disappear)

(Scene change- British exit, Irish and Druids enter)

So Patrick returned to Ireland, where he had been a slave, but now he was a Bishop!  The crowd applauded!  The Irish were so happy, they did a little jig!  But the druids were mad.   They said “Ya really ought be worshiping the stars like we do!”

In order to get a really good look at the stars, the druids made a rule that for several nights no one was allowed to light a fire or any candles.  But Patrick and his Irish friends disobeyed, and lit a big bonfire!  The druids came and confronted him, saying “What did you do that for!  Put it out!” 

Patrick said “If you don’t like it, you put it out!”

So the druids took a bucket of water, and tried to dump it on the fire- but the water would not come out of the bucket!  The druids were astonished-  they trembled in fear!  They fell to their knees and said  “We will worship Patrick’s Gods!”

But Patrick said “Actually, I only have one God-  but he’s three persons.  Kind of like a clover has three leaves but is one.”

The crowd said “Ohhhh”  and nodded their heads in a knowing way.

(enter snakes)

After that Patrick did another miracle-  he told the snakes to leave Ireland, and they slithered away, diving into the ocean!  And there are no snakes in Ireland to this day. (exit snakes)

Eventually Patrick converted even the druids to Catholicism!

Patrick died on March 17th, and he is celebrated as the patron of Ireland, and is traditionally thought to be the keeper of purgatory.


St Patrick-  Pray for us!

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

St Olga

This is the most bizarre saint of the week yet.

Olga of Kiev

Olga, Igor, Sev, Drevlians (3), Mal, Soldiers (3), best men (3), 5000 Drevlians(3), villagers (3), birds (3)

(Enter Olga, Igor, and Sev)

Olga was married to a man named Igor.  They had a young son called Svyatoslav  (Sev- E- at –o-slav, but we’ll just call him “Sev”) Igor was the king of Kiev, and was very proud. He walked around striking hansom poses for everyone to admire. 

(Enter Drevlians)

One day Igor was killed by his enemies, the Drevlians. 

(Exit Drevlians, Igor)

 Olga and Sev and all the soldiers mourned. Since Sev was only 3, and was not old enough to be king, Olga ruled instead.  Sev remained by his mothers side, always reacting as a three year old to whatever she did.

(Enter Mal, Drevlians-  keep on opposite side of stage from Olga and Sev)

The prince of the Drevlians was a man named Mal. He pranced about, while the Drevlians flitted around him.  Mal said “Olga is very beautiful.  If I married her, then I would be King of Kiev!”

So he sent his faithful Drevlians to Olga.

(Exit Mal, Enter soldiers)

The Drevians said “Olga, prince Mal wants you to be his wife!”

But Olga said to her soldiers “Bury these Drevlians alive!”  So the Drevlians were thrown into a pit, and buried alive, their screams slowly muffled by the piled dirt.

(Exit Drevlians)

Then Olga said to her soldiers “Bring this message to Mal.  I agree to marry him. But he must send me his best men to escort me!”  The soldiers saluted, and marched off.

(Enter Best Men)

When Mals best men arrived, Olga said “You gentlemen must be tired. Come, rest in this bathhouse!”

The men went into the Bathhouse, and said "This is nice!"

But once they were inside the bathhouse, Olga locked the door, and her soldiers burned the building down!  All the best men died in the fire.

(Exit best men, enter 5000 Drevlians)

Now that all of the wisest Drevlians were dead, Olga invited the rest of the Drevlians to a mourning feast for her dead husband.  5000 came, and enjoyed the vodka very much. When the 5000 were drunk, Olga's soldiers killed them all.

(Exit 5000, enter villagers)

Then she sent her soldiers to the village of the Drevlians, to finish the job.  The villagers fell on their knees, and begged her for mercy, saying “We will give you furs and honey!”

She said “Instead, I want 3 live pigeons and 3 live sparrows from every household”. 

(Enter birds)

The villagers thanked her for being so merciful, and brought her the birds.

Olga and her soldiers tied a piece of sulfur to each birds leg, then let them go.  The birds flew back to their homes.  Once in their nests, the sulfur ignited the nests, and the whole village burned down at once, while the villagers wailed in despair.

(Exit birds)

After all this, Olga finally became a Christian-  and then she was way nicer, and her conversion resulted in the conversion of Russia!

St Olga-  Pray for us!


Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Dymphna

St Dymphna
Dymphna, Mother, Father, friends(2) , servant, other women (3). Priest, soldiers (2), travelers (2), sick (1)
Dymphna was the daughter of Damon, the king of a little place called Oriel in Ireland.  Damon was a happy man, and would always say in his Irish accent “A, my wee Dymphna. Thank you’re lucky charms you’re as beautiful as your mother!” 
Dymphna would blush, and say “Thanks daddy!”  and give him a kiss on the cheek.
But more than anything, Damon was in love with his wife.  Dymphna’s mother flitted about gracefully, always looking beautiful and poised, and saying things  like “Dymphna, you truly are beautiful, but it is God you should thank, and not your lucky charms.”  Her mother, you see, was a Christian, and she would spend her time praying on her knees to Jesus.  Her father was a pagan, and he would dance around, singing songs about painting with all the colours of the wind.
But they were very much in love.  Dymphnas mom and dad would hold hands, and stare lovingly into each others eyes, and Damon would say “My sweet, sweet love, what would I ever do without you?”
Then one day, when Dymphna was 14, her mom died.  Dymphna cried. Damon lost his mind. He flapped like a chicken and howled like a wolf. He told his servant “Gather the women you find, and when there is one as beautiful as my dead wife, I will marry her.”
So the servants brought other women to him, but upon seeing them he said “Blech” and “You must be kidding” and “How old is that hag?”
Finally servant said “why don’t you marry Dymphna, your daughter?  She looks just like your dead wife!”
Damon looked at Dymphna, and gave a wolf whistle.  Dymphna said “Eww!”  and added “Also immoral.”  She and her friends ran away to Belgium. 
In Belgium, they began working with a priest to look after travelers and the sick. 
But eventually, Damon found them.  Damon came with his soldiers and said “Kill the priest!”  So they chopped off the priests head. Then Damon said “Come Dymphna. We will be wed and you will be my queen.”
“Never!”  Dymphna cried.
“Have it your way.”  Damon said “Chop off her head.”
So Dymphna died.  She is the patron saint of the mentally ill.

Saint Dymphna-  Pray for us!

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Josemaria Escriva

Josemaria Escriva
Josemaria, mom, dad, doctor, communists (3), priest, Franko, soldiers (3), Opus Dei (3)
 Josemaria was born to poor parents in Spain in 1902.  When he was 2 years old, he had an epileptic seizure.   The doctor said “I am afraid that your boy is going to die.”    Joesmaria’s mom and dad, cried, and hugged each other.  They hugged and they hugged.  Hi father probably also stole a kiss.
Finally his mother said “Well, let’s pray for him.”  So, Picking Josemaria up in her arms, she carried him to a statue of Mary, and laid him down. Josemaria was healed!
(Doctor off stage)
A few years later, Josemarias’ Dad came home and said  “I lost my job.” 
His mom looked sad, and said “Do you need a hug?”
His father nodded sadly, and so they began hugging again.  They hugged and they hugged.  So Josemaria grew up without much money.  But one day he said to his parents “I want to be a priest!”  They were so happy, they gave each other a great big hug!
And so he left home, and became a priest.
(Parents off stage-  stop hugging.)
One day, Civil war broke out in Spain.
The communists said “We are for the people!  We will fight for the revolution!  Kill the rich- and priests too!”  They caught a priest, and shot him on the street.
Franko, the head of the government said  “I’m not really a good guy, but, at least I’ll protect priests!” 
The communists and Franko’s soldiers fought , shooting each other and lobbing grenades.  Josemaria had run the long way, all the way through France, to get behind Franko’s side.
Finally, all the communists were dead, and Franko had won the war.  His soldiers all High Fived each other.
(Frank and soldiers leave)
Josemaria started a group called “Opus Dei”, which met to rpay and to offer their work as a prayer.  When Josemaria died, they built a shrine to the statue of Mary in his home town.
St Josemaria-  Pray for us!