The Great Apple Slice Escape
by Lois Walker
Characters: (11+) Narrator 1 Narrator 2 Narrator 3 Narrator 4 Narrator 5
Narrator 6 Narrator 7 Narrator 8 Grandma Apples (2 or more)
NOTE: Lines rhyme and should be read as such, with a rhythm.
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Narrator 1: Early one morning a sweet little grandmother decided to make an apple pie.
GRANDMA: "My grandchildren are coming to visit. I want to serve a special treat!"
Narrator 2: So the sweet little grandmother prepared two pie crusts. Then she found her apple
basket on the back porch.
Narrator 3: The basket was filled to the brim with many different kinds of apples.
Narrator 4: The sweet little grandmother picked out
Narrator 5: the big apples.
Narrator 6: She picked out
Narrator 7: the red apples.
Narrator 8: She picked out
Narrator 1: the juicy apples.
Narrator 2: Soon the sweet little grandmother had five perfect apples. She had
Narrator 3: one Northern Spy apple,
Narrator 4: one Spartan apple,
Narrator 5: one McIntosh apple,
Narrator 6: one Red Delicious apple,
Narrator 7: and one Idared apple.
Narrator 8: The sweet little grandmother placed the apples upon her kitchen cutting board and
sliced them into neat little slices. Then she placed the neat little slices into
a pan lined with pie crust.
Narrator 1: She mixed the slices with sugar.
Narrator 2: She sprinkled the slices with cinnamon.
Narrator 3: She dotted the slices with butter.
Narrator 4: The sweet little grandmother covered the neat little slices with the other pie
crust and sealed the edges. Then she took her slicing knife and cut a large
letter A into the tip top of the pie.
Narrator 5: The letter A stood for APPLE!,
Narrator 6: one Northern Spy apple,
Narrator 7: one Spartan apple,
Narrator 8: one McIntosh apple,
Narrator 1: one Red Delicious apple,
Narrator 2: and one Idared apple.
Narrator 3: The sweet little grandmother sat down to wait for her oven to heat. Little did
she know that at that very moment the apple slices inside her pie were planning a
daring escape.
Narrator 4: They had no intention of being baked in a pie and served to somebody's
grandchildren.
Narrator 5: The apple slices called a quick meeting.
Narrator 6: It was decided that the Northern Spy slices would get the first chance to find a
way out of the pie.
Narrator 7: Then all the apples joined together and began to chant:
ALL apples: Northern Spy, Northern Spy, Escape, escape, From the pie!
Narrator 8: And it wasn't too long before a Northern Spy found that letter A opening in the
tip top of the pie and cried,
All apples: "Whee! We're free!"
Narrator 1: All of the Northern Spy slices followed close behind.
Narrator 2: They jumped upon the cutting board. They screamed and shouted, yelled and roared.
Narrator 3: But the sweet little grandmother would have none of it. She eyed them sternly and
said,
GRANDMA: "One rotten apple spoils the bunch. Get back into that pie, at once!"
Narrator 4: And since the Northern Spy slices weren't used to being talked to in such a way,
they jumped back into the pie without thinking twice.
Narrator 5: Once inside the pie, another quick meeting was called. It was decided that the
Spartan slices would be the next to try.
Narrator 6: They vowed to fight their way through the kitchen no matter what the sweet little
grandmother had to say.
Narrator 7: Then all the apples joined together and began to chant:
ALL apples: Spartan, Spartan, Now unite! Spartan, Spartan Fight! Fight! Fight!
Narrator 8: And it wasn't too long before the Spartans found that letter A opening in the tip
top of the pie and cried,
All apples: "Whee! We're free!"
Narrator 1: They jumped upon the cutting board. They screamed and shouted, yelled and roared.
Narrator 2: Some fell upon the kitchen floor. And bounded for the kitchen door.
Narrator 3: But the sweet little grandmother would have none of it. She placed her hands
firmly upon her hips and said,
GRANDMA: "You are not the apples of my eye.So jump right back into that pie!"
Narrator 4: And since the Spartan slices weren't used to being talked to in such a way, they
jumped back into the pie without thinking twice.
Narrator 5: Inside the pie, a third hasty meeting was called. All the apples were getting
mighty worried.
Narrator 6: The McIntosh slices decided to make a run for it. They headed off toward the top
of the pie.
Narrator 7: Then all the apples joined together and began to chant:
ALL apples: Worried apples, McIntosh! Run, run, By gosh, by gosh!
Narrator 8: And it wasn't too long before the McIntosh slices reached that letter A opening in
the tip top of the pie and cried,
All apples: "Whee! We're free!"
Narrator 1: They jumped upon the cutting board. They screamed and shouted, yelled and roared.
Narrator 2: Some jumped upon the kitchen floor. And bounded for the kitchen door.
Narrator 3: Some sighed, "We've finally got our wish!" Some fell into the doggie's dish.
Narrator 4: But the sweet little grandmother would have none of it. She got down on her hands
and knees, scooped up the McIntosh slices and said,
GRANDMA: "Don't upset my apple cart! Now back in the pan! Do your part!"
Narrator 5: And since the McIntosh slices weren't used to being talked to in such a way, they
jumped back into the pie without thinking twice.
Narrator 6: Now the Red Delicious slices had been waiting much too long inside that pie and
were starting to panic.
Narrator 7: Suddenly and without warning, one of the slices charged wildly upward. The
remaining Red Delicious slices followed.
Narrator 8: Then all the apples joined together and began to chant:
ALL apples: Oval apples So nutritious. Charge! Charge! Red Delicious.
Narrator 1: And it wasn't too long before those slices reached that letter A opening in the
tip top of the pie and cried,
All apples: "Whee! We're free!"
Narrator 2: They jumped upon the cutting board. They screamed and shouted, yelled and roared.
Narrator 3: Some jumped upon the kitchen floor. And bounded for the kitchen door.
Narrator 4: Some sighed, "We've finally got our wish!" Some fell into the doggie's dish.
Narrator 5: Some stumbled out beyond the brink And fell into the kitchen sink.
Narrator 6: But the sweet little grandmother would have none of it. She stomped her foot and
said,
GRANDMA: "If you won't let me be the boss, I'll turn you into apple sauce!"
Narrator 7: And since the Red Delicious slices weren't used to being talked to in such a way,
they jumped back into the pie without thinking twice.
Narrator 8: All the slices regrouped inside the pie. One last quick meeting was held.
Narrator 1: It was decided that the Idareds, who had been patiently waiting their turn, should
lead one last escape attempt.
Narrator 2: Then all the apples joined together and began to chant:
ALL apples: Idareds! One last try. Lead us, lead us, From this pie!
Narrator 3: Then all the slices began to scramble, helter skelter, toward the top. And it
wasn't too long before they all found that letter A in the tip top of the pie and
cried,
Narrator 4: "Whee! We're free!"
Narrator 5: But this time the sweet little grandmother was overwhelmed. There were just too
many slices and they were all over the place!
Narrator 6: They jumped upon the cutting board. They screamed and shouted, yelled and roared.
Narrator 7: Some jumped upon the kitchen floor. And bounded for the kitchen door.
Narrator 8: Some sighed, "We've finally got our wish!" Some fell into the doggie's dish.
Narrator 1: Some stumbled out beyond the brink. And fell into the kitchen sink.
Narrator 2: But when the chaos died and cleared, Each apple slice had disappeared!
Narrator 3: The sweet little grandmother searched for those slices. She looked high and low,
but there wasn't
Narrator 4: a Northern Spy
Narrator 5: a Spartan
Narrator 6: a McIntosh
Narrator 7: a Red Delicious
Narrator 8: or an Idared
Narrator 1: to be found anywhere. And when the sweet little grandmother's grandchildren
finally came to call,
Narrator 2: Each found a fork
Narrator 3: And found a plate.
Narrator 4: Then each grandchild
Narrator 5: Sat down to take
Narrator 6: A fresh baked slice of simply great
Narrator 7: Ooey, gooey
ALL: CHOCOLATE CAKE!
THE END