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TITLE: Red Stuff Stew in One Act | Previous Challenge Entry
By Leigh MacKelvey
01/09/07
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Act 1
Scene 1:Souffle

Laban: Some things never change. I’m Laban, Old Testament Laban, standing by my tent in
hometown, Haran. Surprised to find me talking to you in the twenty-first century? Ah, fiction ..
anything goes . As I said, some things never change. The sins of one generation will follow to
the next. Here’s the story of my family. You can read the true account in the Bible. My tale has
been “stewed” with liberal sprinklings of poetic license. I’ll begin with my sister, Rebekah. She
grew into a woman of great beauty, doted on by our father, Bethuel. Let me tell you, life as her
brother was no “Singles’ Cruise down the Nile”. I was expected to protect her virginity. Men
swarmed around like flies on a camel’s tail. What a relief to know she would be leaving to
marry Isaac! I would be free from responsibility and gain more attention from dad. I asked
someone to “gimme the down-low”, and was told Rebekah wore the pants in the family.
Isaac was passive when it came to conflicts with his wife .. hmmm, kinda like his father.
Rebekah could ooze control when she really wanted something.

Issac: Whatcha cooking, dear?

Rebekah: Something special for dinner .. souffle!

Isaac: A souffle? You know me, meat and potato man.

Rebekah: You never try anything different. If you love me .. you’ll try it.

Isaac: It’s not a question of love, sweetie .. You know how much I ...

Rebekah: You never tell me.

Isaac: Of course I do ...why, just the other day I brought home wild game ...

Rebekah: That was love? You wanted it cooked for dinner. NOT what I mean.

Isaac: Well, what do you mean?

Rebekah: You should know. If you loved me, you’d know!

Isaac: She’s crying. Why does she always have to cry? Rebekah, I hate it when you ...

Rebekah: You never shave anymore.

Isaac: You said my beard is sexy.

Rebekah: That was then ...

Isaac: When?

Rebekah: When you loved me ...

Isaac: Stop crying, honey, I love you .. I’ll shave. We’ll have a delightful dinner of shoefly .. er.. suflet .. Souffle. By the way, will jewels help?

Scene Two: Cake

Laban: Later, the twins arrived. Rebekah knew God intended His plan for the nations to come
through Jacob. Mommy favored Jacob. Esau won Isaac’s affections. Sibling jealousy ...

Jacob: Mommy baked a birthday cake. She baked it just for me-ee-ee!

Esau: Did not.

Rebekah: The birthday cake is for both of you. I baked it last night. It’s honey cake with fig
icing. Your favorite, Jacob.

Esau: Waaaahhhhh! I hate honey cake. Jacob always gets what he wants.

Isaac: Esau, let’s go to the country and shoot wild game. Afterwards, I’ll take you to the bakery.

Rebekah: Don’t expect meat for dinner tonight. We’re having a birthday souffle.

Jacob: Momsy, you’re just too good .. souffle!

Scene Three: Stew

Laban: And then, there was the matter of the birthright ...

Jacob: Let’s see, I know I saw that recipe somewhere .. RED STUFF STEW. I’ll add meat
instead of the tofu mom uses. I’ll make it so tasty, Esau can’t resist selling his birthright for
stew. I know God intends me to have it. I’ve come up with a plan to help Him out. Esau’s in the
fields now, working up a major appetite. He’s a pushover when it comes to food. Tobasco
Sauce, red peppers, cupful of deceit, spoonful of manipulation ...

Esau: Something’s cooking! The aroma drew me in from the fields. Red Stuff Stew! Please let me
have a swallow, I’m famished.

Jacob: First .. Your birthright.

Esau: Aw, come on, Jacob, not my birthright.

Jacob: .. potatoes, goat cheese, wild game, all simmered in a savory sauce ...

Esau: You know how much I like meat and potatoes! My birthright is my future. But if I don’t eat
that stew, I’ll die. Stew? .. Birthright? .. Stew? ...

Jacob: Do I get it or not?

Esau: Yes .. I swear Now give me that stew.

Jacob: Bona Petite.

Laban: Sad , isn’t it? Recognize anything in your families? Even with souffle, cakes and stew,
God used my family mightily. He’s got a kicking recipe for you, too. He’ll bring into the Light
all you’ve hidden by adding a never-ending cup of mercy. God breaks bonds of generational
dysfunction with a complete measurement of forgiveness. Let Him take control. If you do .. some
things will change. Oh, on the FYI .. I’m off to my singles’ cruise on the Nile.

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