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by Glenn A. Hascall
A take-off of a familiar tale. In this case the person who lies gets a stuffy nose.
Narrator
Paul Nochio- A boy who does not like to tell the truth.
Grant Peto - A doctor who tries to help Paul.
Hairy Odd Preacher - Helps Paul understand why his nose get's stuffy
Doctor's coat, donkey ears. chairs, other props as desired. 
 
NARRATOR: There once was an Ear, Nose and Throat specialist. The sign on
his office
 
read, G. Peto E.N.T. His friends called him Grant. One day Grant met a
young boy as he
 
left his office.
(Boy wanders around, doesn't seem to know what to do).
GRANT: Uh, are you lost?
PAUL: (Seems sad) Yes.
GRANT: What's your name, son?
 
PAUL: (Sound a little stuffy as compared to last line) P. Nochio. My friends
call me Paul.
 
What's your name mister.
GRANT: G. Peto. My friends call me Grant. Hey, that's a great hat, where'd you get it?
PAUL: It came with a puppet I used to play with.
GRANT: Oh.
 NARRATOR: Grant Peto and Paul Nochio walked down the street talking as they 
  went 
  (exit stage). Grant wondered about the young boy's stuffy condition and was 
  concerned that 
  it only seemed to be getting worse. Not knowing what else to do, Grant invited 
  Paul to spend 
  the night and promised to look for the boys parents in the morning. However, 
  in the middle of the night, 
  Paul quietly left the house and walked down the street, where he was met by 
  a Hairy, Odd Preacher. 
HAIRY: What are you doing out so late?
PAUL: I was just on my way home.
HAIRY: Didn't I see you sneak out of that window.
PAUL: (Stuffier than before) No, that wasn't me.
HAIRY: Are you sure?
PAUL: (Extremely stuffy) I'm not lying.
 
HAIRY: Oh, I've seen this type of thing before. You are not telling the
truth. And when little
 
boys your size refuse to tell the truth their noses get plugged.
PAUL: (STUFFY) By Dose Is't Pugged.
 
HAIRY: Oh, yes it is. If you want to find real joy, then you must stop
saying things that
 
aren't true.
PAUL: Oh yes, Hairy, Odd Preacher, I want to find real joy. I want to find real joy.
HAIRY: So, I've heard. So , how about some truth.
 
PAUL: I ran away from home this morning and G. Peto took me in (Nose starts
sounding
 
better) and I was running away from him because - well I don't much care
for his cat. (Nose
 
is clear).
HAIRY: The truth wasn't so bad was it?
PAUL: No, (pause) I guess not.
 
HAIRY: Now, I want you to go back to G. Peto's house and tell him the truth.
Then let him
 
help you get home. Remember P. Nochio...
PAUL: You can call me Paul.
HAIRY: OK, Paul. Stop saying things that aren't true. Your nose will thank you.
 
NARRATOR: (Actors exit opposite sides of the stage) The Hairy, slightly
odd Preacher
 
left as Paul went back to Grant's house. The next morning Paul told Grant
that he had run
 
away from home and told Grant...
PAUL: I am so sorry for lying I was just afraid.
GRANT: So where do you live?
PAUL: Uh, on the west end of town.
GRANT: The West end?
PAUL: (Stuffy) Yea.
 
GRANT: Maybe I should take you back to the office and take a look at that
nose of yours.
 
It seems to get stuffed up often.
PAUL: Uh, yea. I seem to have that problem lately. I'm sure it will go away.
GRANT: (Looks at the boy) I don't know, you just don't sound right.
PAUL: (Nervous) I'll be okay, I promise.
 
NARRATOR: (Grant exits stage as Paul moved center stage and sits on a chair)
Grant
 
took Paul to his office and had him stay in the waiting room. Paul sat
in the chair nervously
 
looking around. Suddenly, the boy runs out the door (Paul leaves stage)
just as Grant comes
 
to get him.
GRANT: (Running across stage to get Paul) Paul, come back. Paul!
 
NARRATOR: But it was too late, Paul had run away again. Grant fretted and
worried about
 
Paul for minutes on end. He even went to Monstro.com, a site dedicated
to finding lost boys
 
with sinus problems. Still no luck. Grant was lost in cyber space and his
computer locked up
 
on him as Paul came back in.
(Paul has a pair of donkey ears on his head).
 
GRANT: (Emotional) Paul Nochio, what has happened to you boy? You, you...well
you look
 
like you've been turned into a donkey.
PAUL: Oh, these? I won them at a carnival (Takes the ears off).
GRANT: (Let down) Oh. Well, what happened to you.
PAUL: I didn't want you to check on my ears, throat or nose because (Pause)
GRANT: Because?
PAUL: I don't have a sinus problem. I have a sin problem.
GRANT: What do you mean?
 
PAUL: Hairy, Odd Preacher told me that the reason my nose got stuffy was
because I
 
wasn't telling the truth and that if I wanted to have real joy, I needed
to stop saying things
 
that weren't true.
GRANT: Oh, Paul Nochio, so have you found real joy.
PAUL: Yes...Yes I have.
 
GRANT: (Picks the boy up and swings him around as he says) He's found a
real joy, A Real
 
Joy.
PAUL: I'm sorry about your computer.
GRANT: Let's go find your parents.
PAUL: (The two start walking off stage) OK. I actually live on the north side.
GRANT: I know I checked the phone book. There's not to many Nochio's in there.
PAUL: Oh, yea. You should meet my brother Pin. Talk about your mammoth nose....
 
NARRATOR: Grant went on to have a successful practice and married his college
 
sweetheart and had a son - they would have named him Paul, but Paul Peto
just didn't have
 
a good ring to it.
 
Paul grew up, and became a preacher. He married a lovely girl named Betty,
who had a
 
successful food company and came from a long line of Crockers. Paul took
over where the
 
Hairy, Odd Preacher left off and works with people on the streets of his
city.
 In the end, Paul learned a lesson that we all must learn - we must stop saying 
  things that 
  aren't true. We may never have a clogged nose like Paul, but our hearts may 
  get congested 
  with lies and so many other sins. Ask God to clean your heart and live the life 
  of one who is 
  remembered for telling the truth. 
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Copyright Glenn Hascall, all rights reserved. This script may be used free 
  of charge, provided no 
  charge is made for entry. In return, the author would appreciate being notified 
  of any 
  performance. He may be contacted at glenn.hascall<a>gmail.com