Intermediate

by Peter Griffith

 

Ravi has crossed the world to find a new home, away from the horror and bloodshed of war-torn Syria. Acquiring asylum in Great Britain is difficult enough. But when Ravi is finally accepted as a refugee, his problems really start. He and his mother are accomodated on a run-down estate on the outskirts of one of England’s big cities – an estate dominated by a racist gang…

 

The accompanying Teachers' Pack contains information about racism, including material from the Refugee Council, an organisation which helps immigrants and refugees in Great Britain.



 

Photos of 'Promised Land'

 

 

Extract from the script 'Promised Land'

Ravi: Hi…I’ve just moved in here.
Jaz: Well you’d better just move out again, hadn’t you?
Ravi: What do you mean?
Fiz: This is Gough Street. This is our patch.
Snoz: And we don’t like people like you.
Ravi: But…you don’t know me.
Jaz: We don’t want to know you, kid.
Fiz: Where are you from?
Ravi: I’m from Syria.
Snoz: Never heard of it. Where’s that?
Ravi: It’s to the south of Turkey.
Jaz: Well you can just get back to Pingy Pongy or wherever it is. Because we don’t want you here.
Ravi: But I live here. This is my home.
Fiz: Wrong. This is our home.
Snoz: We live here.
Jaz: And there’s no room for you – foreigner!

by Peter Griffith

 

Tommy loves Wendy – but Wendy only has eyes for Tommy’s sensitive friend Grant. So Tommy plans a mean trick, to try to separate Grant and Wendy. The trick works only too well, and soon the situation is out of control. Tommy, Grant, Wendy and her friend Ellie find that they are out of their depth in emotions that they can barely understand…

 

Salt and Vinegar is a play about first love – and first jealousy. The accompanying Teachers’ Pack gives lesson-plans, exercises for preparatory and follow-up work, and suggestions for discussion about relationships, and about the importance of friendship.

 

 

Photos of 'Salt and Vinegar'

Season 19/20

Formers productions

 

 

Extract from the script 'Salt and Vinegar'

Tommy: I think I know Grant better than you do. He can’t handle it when a relationship gets too…close. It was the same with the girlfriend he had back at home two month ago –
Wendy: What? He had another girlfriend?
Tommy: Oh, didn’t he tell you? Oh god, I shouldn’t have said anything. I’m sure it was nothing. Forget I mentioned her.
Wendy: He had another girlfriend back home?
Tommy: I promised him I wouldn’t tell you. I’m sorry. I shouldnt have said anything about her.
Wendy: The bastard!
Tommy: Yeah, he’s treated you really badly, hasn’t he? You trusted him, didn’t you?
Wendy: That’s right, I trusted him.
Tommy: Look Wendy, I’m here for you. Forget Grant. I’ll look after you.

by Peter Griffith

 

A play about bullying - serious, moving, rousing

What happens when exclusion, violence and digital attacks become part of everyday life?

“Sticks and Stones” takes an unsparing look at the topic of bullying - from the perspective of the victims, the perpetrators ... and those who simply stand by and watch.

  • Tony no longer dares to go to school - a group of boys want to beat him up.

  • Ruth is being bullied online – her life is a nightmare.

But who are the bullies? And what motivates them?

The play not only introduces us to the victims and perpetrators, but also focuses on the observers - those who look the other way or remain silent. Yet it is precisely in them that the greatest hope lies: because those who look can make a difference.

Performed using Brechtian theater methods, the play encourages reflection - and action.

“Sticks and Stones” - a powerful play in English about civil courage, compassion and responsibility.

 

Photos of 'Sticks and Stones'

 

Extract from the script 'Sticks and Stones'

Victims: all alone
no-one to talk to
on our own
we suffer in silence
Try not to cry
Try not to show our pain
Hoping they won’t do it again

Can’t tell our parents
They wouldn’t understand
Can’t tell the teachers
They’d only make it worse
Can’t tell our friends
What friends?
The others are all on the side of the bullies
Watching our misery, watching our pain
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