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The Legend of La Llorona

The script tells the tragic story of La Llorona, a woman who falls in love and has two children, only to discover that her partner is already married. In a fit of despair and rage, she kills her children and then herself, cursing her actions. The legend concludes with the narrator noting the various versions of the tale, all sharing the same sorrowful ending.

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The Legend of La Llorona

The script tells the tragic story of La Llorona, a woman who falls in love and has two children, only to discover that her partner is already married. In a fit of despair and rage, she kills her children and then herself, cursing her actions. The legend concludes with the narrator noting the various versions of the tale, all sharing the same sorrowful ending.

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THE LEGEND OF LA LLORONA (SHORT SCRIPT)

characters
Woman
Man
Daughter
Son

NARRATOR: One legend, different forms of


to count them, each country the account of a way
different. although the essence always es the same, the
same woman who killed her children and mourned for everyone
eternity. Under one name 'THE WEEPING WOMAN'. (Enter
On stage, a woman with a basket of flowers wore a very
beautiful, with a red bow on her head
WOMAN: Flowers so beautiful and delicate, that they can be
destroyed so easily (Close your eyes and sigh, in that moment
a man appears of large size and touches the young woman, She gets scared and opens
the eyes
WOMAN: Oh! Good man, you scared me.
MAN: No era me intention to scare a tan beautiful
woman like you
WOMAN: You flatter me... but how can I help you?
MAN: Really in nothing; I have seen her since
a long time ago and I have been captivated by you. I am
looking for a woman to accompany me in taking care of my house
I travel much y I need who the take care. Could to be
you (The woman looks at him with doubt, thinks about it, and agrees)
WOMAN: Alright, good sir, I will take care of your house.
(The cheerful man takes her by the hand and pulls her off stage)
NARRATOR: Years passed and the woman fell in love.
of that man, him of she. From that love they were born
two children a little girl and a boy identical to that one
man. But the story doesn't end here
DAUGHTER: Mother, why don't you have an engagement ring on?
you give yourself like the other moms
WOMAN: Because the ring was never made, my daughter... go
and pick flowers for the table
DAUGHTER: Yes, mother (The daughter exits the scene and the son enters)
SON: Mother for that the del town they say what me
sister and I
we are deceit and you are not my father's wife
WOMAN: Angry Calumny who the ha saying that...no
better not me
say nothing, go with your sister (The boy exits and the man enters)
MAN: Why are you so filled with anger, woman?
WOMAN: Everyone talks about how I'm a deception, the children
they grow y they do questions... When let's go a to marry (us)
my beloved
(The man looks at her with anger)
WOMAN: Speak... tell me when... we are getting married
MAN: they are certainly a deception... for I already have a wife
and four
Children.
WOMAN: NOOO! (The woman falls to the ground and the Weeping Woman... The man
Come on, laughter sounds and the kids come in.
SON: Oh mother, why are you crying...
DAUGHTER: Mother, what happened to our father...
SON: Yes mother, where did you go...
DAUGHTER: Mother, answer.
The woman, bewildered by the two children, grabbed a knife and them
Mato
WOMAN: Shut up, shut up (The woman throws the knife and grabs herself)
the head... It doesn't take long to come to reason and see what it did)
WOMAN: What have I done… My children! My children!
she grabs the knife again and stabs it into herself
WOMAN: I curse myself for what I did... My children!
NARRATOR (A): Y like this end this version of this
popular legend, without a doubt there are many versions that are
they tell for there, but always with the same sad
final.

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