Theater play Mud
This monologue is one of series monologues from the theatre play Mud. Mud tells the story of a Palestinian family lives in a small town near Rotterdam in the Netherlands. The two older man and women Hassan and His wife Hind live in a small farm owned by them. Next to their farm lives Bram an older man above 65 who lives alone. Hassan is seriously sick and he had heart operation. Hind takes care of her man but she doesn’t talk to him. They had a fight about their old house. Hind sees that the house should renovated as soon as possible and Hassan should arrange the money for that.
Bram comes to visit and to help taking care of Hassan. While Bram is cleaning Hassan and changing his clothes, Hassan begins to tell him about Hind and they Love history.
Hassan
Long time ago, at the end of the winter like these days, I used to go with my mother to the
Grapes fields. I was still 14 years old. It was ice cold in the mountains where
I used to live. The heaven opened all the doors for the rain and
the roads were muddy. It was difficult to find a foot on the road. But Aziza the donkey
Knew how to get us through the mud to our grapes fields. In those days I was always
Worried about her. the wind was so strong . She had to work hard against the wind, ,
I was afraid that Aziza wouldn’t be ready for the daily trip to Hind …
Because Hind misses me …
Every day after finishing the school, she took me with her to visit Hind …
Aziza knew her way very good … she always took the back door way to go to Bethlehem
Where Hind lived … it was a short cut … it was hard road through the mountains …
ghostly and scary … I had to sing to hide my fear while Aziza was working
hard to make sure that we were on time to see Hind.
Aziza was a good woman … one strong donkey woman.
When we reached the town of Hind, Aziza took the shortest way to
the house of Hind’s uncle Captain captain.
He took care of Hind after she lost her house to the Hooligan. He was a good man en took
Good care of her. His house was on the top of the mountain.
Aziza and I went through small road behind the church to the church’s square and from
There we went to Hind’s house. The people of the town ran to their houses to avoid the rain.
While we were walking together under the rain. It would not take long time
To be by the door of Hind. we had to wait on the top of the stairs waiting for her to
Open the door to some water … When I saw her … I ran to her and jump
into her heart and stay’s with her till the day changes his shift with the night …
then I leave to come back again tomorrow.
But when she misses me … I had to travel with Aziza 3 days until we reached the last
Mulberry tree on the top of Gilboa hillock which over looking on Jezreel valley …
There sleeps Jerzeen … the village of Hind.
Beside the Mulberry tree sat Hind looking to her old house
There … we sat waiting for her brothers to come back …
Sometimes I wished if I could take Hind and fly away from everything and anything
Somewhere like tomorrow where nobody have ever been …
We kept holding each other watching tomorrow until the sun went down.
And then we went back to the begin of the story …