Ha, ha! Ha, ha! Ha, ha, ha, ha! Oh, dear, Oh, dear, Oh, dear! I am the saddest and the gladdest month of all the year! I cry and cry and cry until my tears make little pools Because upon my way I meet so many April Fools! And then I laugh and laugh until my sunshine dries my tears, Because though foolish April Fools those April Fools are dears! For some are foolish flowers that get out of bed too soon, Mistaking April’s laughter for the call of May or June; And some are foolish children who get out of bed too late, And go to school with tousled hair and most unseemly gait; And some are foolish grown-ups. But, in strictest confidence, I think.... Don’t you? ’tis time that these should have some common-sense! Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha! Oh, dear, Oh, dear, Oh, dear! I am the saddest and the gladdest month of all the year!

April Monologue from Festival Plays: One-Act Pieces

Rehearse April's monologue