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Lakes and Dreams: A Play Mirroring the World in the Eyes of a Father, Mother, and Son.
Lakes and Dreams: A Play Mirroring the World in the Eyes of a Father, Mother, and Son.
Lakes and Dreams: A Play Mirroring the World in the Eyes of a Father, Mother, and Son.
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Lakes And Dreams Is for Every Island

Lakes And Dreams—or LAD, my acronym for it—is my first full-scale stage play. It can be adapted for television and for live theatre as well as for the big screen.

Props and costumes are optional for each director and stage designer, no matter the religion practiced and no matter what the environment, even though it is based on the Christian doctrine of the Divinity and the Trinity.

There are three characters in the play—a father, a mother, and their son. All other characters exist only in the imagination of the principal characters, the audience, according to the idiosyncrasies of the imaginative director as he may see fit to interpret.
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Release dateJan 14, 2019
ISBN9781728383422
Lakes and Dreams: A Play Mirroring the World in the Eyes of a Father, Mother, and Son.
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Dumo Kaizer J Oruobu

DUMO KAIZER JOHNNY ORUOBU was born in Ogurama in Degema District of Nigeria’s Rivers State of Th e Niger Delta Region to Christie and Chief Kaizer John Oruobu on September 22 in 1952. He studied at Baptist Day School, Old Bakana, Zixton Grammar School, Ozubulu, Government Comprehensive Secondary School, Borikiri, County Grammar School, Ikwerre-Etche and Baptist High School, Port Harcourt between 1959 and 1973; and in 1975 went on to study English Language and Literature at Nigeria’s Prestige University Of Ibadan, graduating in November, 1978. He is an accomplished Singer, Poet, Inspirational Speaker and Preacher of Th e Word of God. He is a Prize Writer in all the genres, an accomplished Print, Radio and Television Journalist and is fi rmly rooted in Entertainment, Advertising, Marketing and Public Relations. He has written well over eighty Novels out of which sixteen have been published between 2016 and 2018. He is a Fellow of Nigeria’s Institute Of Corporate Administration and is a Member Of Th e Nigerian Institute Of Public Relations. He holds two Traditional Chieftaincy Titles – Anyawo XI Of Ogurama and Amaibi Dokibo Se Erena XII Of Kalabari. He loves Travels, People and Makes friends very easily.

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    Lakes and Dreams - Dumo Kaizer J Oruobu

    © 2019 Dumo Kaizer J Oruobu. All rights reserved.

    No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

    Published by AuthorHouse 01/11/2019

    ISBN: 978-1-7283-8341-5 (sc)

    ISBN: 978-1-7283-8340-8 (hc)

    ISBN: 978-1-7283-8342-2 (e)

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    CONTENTS

    Appreciation

    Dedication

    Act 1   God Is Merciful and Will Forgive Yet

    Act 2   Relationship Between Lakes and Dreams

    Act 3   A Father Long Absent from His Rehoboth

    Act 4   When Life Follows Its Natural Course

    Act 5   You Cannot Feel Anyone Else’s Feelings

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    Lakes and Dreams Is for Every Island

    Lakes and Dreams—or LAD, my acronym for it—is my first full-scale stage play. It can be adapted for television and for live theatre as well as for the big screen.

    Props and costumes are optional for each director and stage designer, no matter the religion practiced and no matter what the environment, even though it is based on the Christian doctrine of the Divinity and the Trinity.

    There are three characters in the play—a father, a mother, and their son. All other characters exist only in the imagination of the principal characters, the audience, according to the idiosyncrasies of the imaginative director as he may see fit to interpret.

    I did not intend for LAD to take place on a specific island; it is for every island. Therefore, it is universal.

    Dumo Kaizer J Oruobu

    September 12, 2018, Port Harcourt, Nigeria

    APPRECIATION

    Godswill Udeme Ikpe,

    Esther Esukene

    and

    Amenjiba Rose Robert Ibani

    DEDICATION

    To my mom, Christie, and my dad, Alabo Kaizer John Oruobu, Oku X of Ogurama and Oruobu I, for their mentorship from which my life took off and developed its roots.

    To God Almighty for creating me the way that I am.

    ACT 1

    GOD IS MERCIFUL AND WILL FORGIVE YET

    A woman in her mid-fifties suddenly sits up and looks the young man sitting across from her. Her hands are folded across her broad chest. She wears a flowing gown on which she is tying a wrapper. The young man looks in her eyes as though wondering what she is intent on telling him. He has a pen in his right hand. A notebook is open in front of him, and he looks at it now and again. The two people have nearly the same chocolate-colour complexion.

    The lighting is natural; sunlight filters through two of the room’s four windows. The curtains dance in the air emitted by the split-unit air conditioners in the apartment.

    Each person says and does what he or she says and does in the most natural way—exactly the way most sons and mothers act in their everyday lives.

    The woman begins to speak, looking as if what she says surprises even herself.

    MOM         Now, son, why have you suddenly decided to engage me in this kind of spirited conversation—I mean the kind of questions you have been asking me every day? Not just every day, but each and every time you have found time to engage me in discussion during the past I don’t even know how many days? Or has it run into weeks? Son, what has suddenly come over you. What has made you to do what you have been doing all of a sudden?

    (The young man shakes his head throughout the woman’s speech. He closes the book spread open in front of him and begins to speak, his eyes closed most of the time.)

    SON          Mom, you are right to ask me what you have just asked me. I am exceedingly happy that you are asking me now, almost three weeks into the wonderful conversation you have held with me without holding anything back. If you had asked me this on the first day, maybe I would have backed off in fear that you were not ready to talk to me about the things I asked you initially. And the things that I have come to know now would have been lost or remained in the dark to me. It is for the same reason, dear Mom, that I appeal to you to please keep talking to me about the things I have asked you about so that none of us should forget our questions or the storylines we are following. What you tell me means a whole lot more to me than my stupidity in not asking you about these things—I mean since I grew up to be the man I am today.

    (The woman leans forward suddenly, placing her hands on the table, looking horrified.)

    MOM         Ah, son, how can you describe yourself in that kind of uncomplimentary language and manner? You, stupid? Foolish? You, who I, your lucky and very proud mother,

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