We're going to pretend we are matchmakers and we have to convince parents how good the boys and girls from our class are. In pairs, student A is the matchmaker and student B is the bride or bridegroom. The aim of the matchmaker is to find as many positive things as possible of student B and tell the class in order to to try to arrange a marriage.
GIRL IN TROUBLE WITH HER MATCHMAKER
- Matchmaker:
- (Name of girl)
- Girl:
- Present!
- Matchmaker:
- Speaking without permission ...
- Girl:
- Oops ... [They go inside]
- Granny:
- [to the girl's mother] Who spit in her bean curd?
- Matchmaker:
- Too skinny ... not good for bearing sons.
- Matchmaker:
- Recite the Final Admonition.
- Girl:
- Mmm-hmm-hmm ...
- Matchmaker:
- Well?
- Girl:
- Fulfill your duties, calmly and ... respectively. Um, reflect before you ... snack. Act! This shall bring you honor and glory.
- Matchmaker:
- This way. Now, pour the tea. To please your future in-laws, you must demonstrate a sense of dignity.
Girl:
- Um, pardon me ...
- Matchmaker:
- And silent! [sniffs the tea] Ah ...
- Girl:
- Could I just take that back? One moment ...
The Matchmaker fights for the teacup, and they both fall back, the tea spilling all over the Matchmaker.
- Matchmaker:
- Why, you clumsy! ... Oh! Ah! Woo! [She trips over the fire-pot, spilling the coals and then sitting on them, the bottom of her dress smoking. The matchmaker runs around screaming.]
Outside
- Granny:
- [To the girl's mother ] I think it's going well, don't you?
The matchmaker runs outside, screaming.
- Matchmaker:
- Put it out! Put it out! PUT IT OUT! [The girl throws tea over her, putting out the fire. Embarrassed, she hands the teapot to the Matchmaker and quickly walks toward her mother and grandmother]
- Matchmaker:
- [furious] You are a DISGRACE! You may look like a bride, but you will NEVER bring your family honor!
FIVE SISTERS WAITING FOR HER MATCHMAKER
Five sisters are talking about the matchmaker who is coming. Read their conversation:
Hodel:Well, somebody has to arrange the matches,Chava:She might bring someone wonderful----Hodel:Someone interesting----Chava:And well off----Hodel:And important---Matchmaker, Matchmaker,Make me a match,Find me a find,catch me a catchMatchmaker, MatchmakerLook through your book,And make me a perfect matchChava:Matchmaker, Matchmaker,I'll bring the veil,You bring the groom,Slender and pale.Bring me a ring for I'm longing to be,The envy of all I see.Hodel:For Papa,Make him a scholar.Chava:For mama,Make him rich as a king.Chava and Hodel:For me, well,I wouldn't hollerIf he were as handsome as anything.Matchmaker, Matchmaker,Make me a match,Find me a find,Catch me a catch,Night after night in the dark I'm aloneSo find me match,Of my own.(spoken)Tzeitel:Since when are you in a match, Chava? I thought you just had your eye on your books.(Hodel chuckles)Tzeitel con't:And you have your eye on the Rabbi's son.Hodel:Well, why not?We only have one Rabbi and he only has one son.Why shouldn't I want the best?Tzeitel:Because you're a girl from a poor family.So whatever Yenta brings, you'll take, right?Of course right!(throws scarf over her head, imitating Yenta)(singing)Hodel, oh Hodel,Have I made a match for you!He's handsome, he's young!Alright, he's 62.But he's a nice man, a good catch, true?True.I promise you'll be happy,And even if you're not,There's more to life than that---Don't ask me what.Chava, I found him.Won't you be a lucky bride!He's handsome, he's tall,That is from side to side.But he's a nice man, a good catch, right?Right.You heard he has a temper.He'll beat you every night,But only when he's sober,So you'll be alright.Did you think you'd get a prince?Well I'll find the best I can.With no dowry, no money, no family backgroundBe glad you got a man!Chava:Matchmaker, Matchmaker,You know that I'mStill very young.Please, take your time.