SCENE 1, INTERIOR. AFTERNOON. CLASSROOM. The students are leaving the classroom for afternoon recess. The teacher takes a few books which need shelving and heads to the bookshelf in the corner of the room; he is stopped by a boy still sitting at his desk by that corner.
JOEY: Mr. Z?
TEACHER: What’s up, Joey?
JOEY: I was just wondering…what if I was a cat?
TEACHER: (confused) A cat?
[The boy nods his head and then grins at the teacher.]
JOEY: Yeah, but not just any cat…your cat.
[The teacher looks at the boy for a moment then shakes his head.]
TEACHER: I’m afraid that I’d have to get rid of you; you see, I’m allergic to cats.
[The boy sits for a second with a furrowed brow and then looks at the teacher again with shining eyes].
JOEY: What if I was a dog?
TEACHER: I don’t think so, dogs really belong outside; besides, my yard isn’t really big enough for a dog. I’d have to get rid of you.
JOEY: A talking bird?
TEACHER: Talking birds are annoying. Sorry, I can’t stand them.
JOEY: A monkey?
TEACHER: I really don’t have a place to keep a monkey, and they’re not my favorite animal anyway; I’m afraid you’d have to go.
JOEY: What if I was a small pet? Would you keep me?
TEACHER: Animals really aren’t my style, Joey. Sorry.
JOEY: What about a 5th grader?
TEACHER: Now that I’d keep.
[Fade to black]