Monologues for Kids
A fun list of monologues for kids. Most of these monologues are short and easy to learn, ideal for children under the age of fifteen. These monologues are great for auditions, performances at eisteddfods or even for use in classes or private lessons. If you’re looking for something more advanced, we also have monologues for teenagers and monologues for adults available. However, some of these may still suit slightly older, or more advanced performers. The key is to find a monologue that resonates.
Always pick something your child/student feels comfortable and confident performing. Keep it exciting and keep it fun! We have split this page into material for boys and girls, but remember that most monologues can be performed or adapted for any young person.
Make sure you push your child/student to be precise in learning monologues: remind them that every word has been put on the page for a reason, and they need to be ‘script detectives’ to work out what the writer is trying to say! Get them to think deeply about what the character wants. Why are they saying the monologue in the first place? Who are they talking to? Answering these simple questions will help bring any monologue to life.
Monologues for Boys
Spaghetti Bolognese (by Alexander Lee-Rekers)
Age Range: 10 – 13 Years
Synopsis: Sam tells of his first great heartbreak and his love for food.
Let me guess: you’re here to find out what happened. You look at me, Sam Barber, and wonder how the heck a kid like him could ever mess up dating a girl as amazing as Hannah Benson…
Do you like cooking? I love cooking. It’s, like, one of my favourite hobbies—which I know is weird for somebody my age. Some nights, when my mum works late, I like to cook for our family—without her even asking me—just to help out. Makes me feel very grown up. The best thing I cook is my Spaghetti Bolognese, hands down. I let it simmer for hours so it reduces to this beautiful, sweet, delicious, tomato-ey sauce. What’s this got to do with Hannah? I’m getting to that.
Hannah and I went on three dates. The first date was more like a study session at the library. I’d had a crush on her (like I guess most of us have had a crush on her since forever) and I asked her if she wanted to see a movie. She smiled and said yes. That was date two. For date three, mum suggested I invite her over for dinner and cook. She says women love a man who can cook. I started on my greatest-ever pot of Spaghetti Bolognese: I minced the garlic, I browned the meat, bought really good tinned tomatoes from the shops—like, fancy ones from Italy. I even remembered to take the bay leaves out before they got bitter. Hannah arrived at six o’clock. Dinner was on the table. My mum was home early so she ate with us and my little sister. I served everybody, I watched Hannah take her first bite … and nothing. No reaction, no smile, no eyes closed going “mmmm”. Nothing! Mum said “This is a beautiful meal, Sam!” But Hannah didn’t take the hint. She just chomped away silently until her bowl was empty.
The next day, at school, I asked her how she liked the meal. She said it was nice, even if I was acting strange. I asked her about the flavours, about how the pasta was cooked. She didn’t even try the garlic bread I’d made! “I’m just not that into food, Sam.” And in that moment … something shifted. Mum says this happens, sometimes. People get to know each other and discover that they’re different. We’re still friends. I mean, we’re friendly enough for her to tell me that she’s got a crush on Joe Soper! But she wasn’t the one for me. And that’s okay. I know the one for me is out there. Maybe in Italy?
Time To Go, Rufus (by Indiana Kwong)
Age Range: 10 – 12 Years
Synopsis: Jesse is telling his best friend Rufus, an old golden retriever that it’s time to go to the vet.
Come here, boy! Sit down on the blanket. Good boy. Are you comfy there? Did you know that you’re twelve years old now? That’s … eighty-four in dog years. That’s older than Gran!
Anyway, I have to tell you something. Dad told me not to say, but I’m pretty sure you won’t dob me in. We’re going to get in the car soon and drive to the vet. I know, I don’t like that place either! But they give you a treat at the end and I get to pick a lollipop from the jar, so I guess it’s not that bad.
Well, thing is, you won’t be coming home with us this time. You have to stay at the vet and they’re going to take care of you. You don’t need to be scared, I’m pretty sure I’ve met all the vets and nurses and they’re all really nice!
I promise it’s going to be okay. You just lie down and close your eyes, and it’ll be like when we’ve had a big playdate and go to bed early because we’re so tired and can’t keep our eyes open any longer. You trust me, don’t you? I promise: it’s going to be okay.
Oh, one more thing, Rufus: you’re the bestest friend I’ve ever had.
First Dates (by Indiana Kwong)
Age Range: 11 – 13 Years
Synopsis: Ethan plucks up the courage to ask Sarah to go to the skate park after school and watch him do a kick flip.
Oh, sorry. Yes. Ummm, so … how are you enjoying Grade Five so far? Never mind, stupid question. School sucks, am I right?! (Ethan laughs nervously.)
Anyways: I have a reason for, um, talking to you. So Nick was thinking that I should ask if you wanted to come to the skate park after school today? It was his idea, but I also think it’s a good idea. Because, well, I learned how to do a kick flip on the weekend and we’re gonna film it on Nick’s phone and maybe you can watch? Sometimes girls come and sit on the bench near the half-pipe and they get lollies and whisper to each other. You don’t have to eat lollies if you don’t want. You don’t have to whisper either, I’m just saying … I don’t know what I’m saying really…
Sooo yeah. Does that sound like something you’d maybe wanna do, later, maybe?
Official Birthday Wish List, In ABC Order (by Indiana Kwong)
Age Range: 6 – 9 Years
Synopsis: Sam reads his Birthday wish list out to his mother and father:
Okay, Dad are you listening? Sit still. You have to sit still so you can listen! This is my official birthday wish list, in ABC order.
- A NERF “Fortnite” Dart Blaster. Promise I won’t shoot it inside.
- A Basketball hoop for the garage.
- A basketball, obviously.
- A real crossbow and about 50 arrows. Again, not for inside.
- A magic set: not a ‘little kid’ one, a ‘big kid’ one!
- A metal detector for when we go to the beach.
- A Star Wars Darth Vader Alarm clock so you can sleep in.
- And a dishwasher … cuz I don’t wanna do them anymore.
Oh, and this might be hard, but I wrote it anyway: I also want a puppy. Any questions?
Dinosaurs In Eden (by Patrick Cullen)
Age Range: 9 – 12 Years
Synopsis: Terry is in a Religious Education class at school.
Excuse me, sir? I have a question. Where are all the dinosaurs in the Garden of Eden? In science class, this week, we learnt all about fossils and Mr. Williams was saying that some of them are millions of years old! I just can’t quite make sense of the timeline, because if the Bible is right then there should be velociraptors in the Garden of Eden and I think if that’s the case the apple would be the least of their problems! Surely you’d want to build some kind of home defence system with electric fences and guard rails! Speaking of which: if God really didn’t want them to eat the apple, then why put the tree there? That sounds pretty mean: it’s like putting a T-Rex in a cage and wondering why it chews its own foot off!
Detention? I thought we were supposed to turn the other cheek!
How To Make Friends With A Snail
Age Range: 7 – 11 Years
Genre: Comedy, Poetry/Recitation
Synopsis: William delivers his best tips and tricks for snail-related friendship.
“How to make friends with a snail”: A guide by William “The Snail Whisperer” McGee:
If you find yourself out on the street, without a friend in sight,
Be watchful for a silver trail, shimmering in the light.
This silver trail’s a tell-tale of a slimy friend to be,
’cause snails, they make the best of friends, I’m telling you. Trust me!
They call me William “The Snail Whisperer” McGee.
Follow the line until its end,
To track your tiny little friend,
A lettuce leaf is all it takes,
To make a snail your lifelong mate.
Iceberg, spinach, or even cos:
Lettuce is lettuce to a snail’s snoz,
I’m telling you. Trust me! I’m William “The Snail Whisperer” McGee.
Share a salad and be on your way,
Your snail friend has a busy day!
He has his house on his back,
And sites to see: pick up the slack!
That’s how to make friends with a snail.
Follow this guide, and you’ll prevail.
And don’t forget, the guide’s by me:
William “The Snail Whisperer” McGee. Trust me!
Age Range: 7 – 12 Years
Synopsis: Abe’s dad is trying to teach him to play baseball on a hot summer day.
Dad, I’m sick of this. The mosquitoes are eating me alive. Can’t we go inside now? I don’t really have to learn to play baseball. It’s OK. I think I get it now. “Eyes on the ball.” Right?
Maybe I’m just not any good at this? Maybe I never will be… But a guy can only be hit in the head with a baseball so many times. I’m kinda sick of this game. I don’t think I want to play any more. I’ll just quit the team. Can’t I just quit, Dad?
Age Range: 7 – 10 Years
Synopsis: Louis is a picky eater: he only eats hot dogs. He’s over at his friend Jack’s house and Jack’s mom, Mrs. Jones, doesn’t have any hot dogs.
No, I’m sorry, Mrs. Jones, I don’t eat that. I only eat hot dogs. You don’t have hot dogs? Oh. Well, maybe I should go home then. That’s all I eat. Hot dogs for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Sometimes I eat two or three instead of just one.
My mom says I’ll grow out of it someday. I doubt it. I love hot dogs. My little sister is worse. She only eats chicken soup. She sticks her pigtails in the soup and sucks it out of her hair. It’s disgusting. Well, tell Jack I’ll see him later. I’ve got to go home and have a few hot dogs. I think it’s a three-hot-dog day, today. See you later, Mrs. Jones!
Age Range: 10 – 12 Years
Genre: Drama (Content warning: discussion of domestic violence.)
Synopsis: Carl was picked up by a social worker after a concerned neighbour reported trouble at his household. Here, he tries to cover for his father.
Do I get to go home now? (Beat.) But Lady, I told you everything was okay! My dad didn’t mean to get mad.
It was my fault. He wanted to be left alone and I went in the room to get a pencil to do my homework. I shouldn’t have bothered him. That’s why he made me stay outside in the snow. He probably forgot that I was still out there when he left. I know he was gonna let me back in. He tells me all the time if I’d behave he wouldn’t have to- (Seeing her look at a bruise on his arm.) He didn’t do this. I fell down when I was playing. It doesn’t really hurt anyway. Lady, I have to go. My dad’s gonna think bad things—like I ran away from home. I wish my neighbour never called you. My dad always says people need to mind their own business. So can I go now?
I can’t stay! I can’t! Don’t you get it? The longer I’m here the more he’s gonna be mad! I have to go back now before it gets worse!
Age Range: 7 – 9 Years
Synopsis: Bean is playing hide and seek with a bunch of boys. They can’t find anybody.
Hey! Where did everybody go? I give up! I counted to a hundred, like you said. It took a really long time. Where is everybody? I said I give up! I can’t find you!
I’ve been looking for ages. Can anybody hear me? This isn’t funny any more, you guys. Come out, come out, wherever you are! Come on, guys. Let’s play a different game! We could play tag outside? Or maybe we could have a snack and play video games? I’ll let you guys play first! I promise! Just come out. I can’t find you, OK? I give up. What more do you want from me? Guys? Hey, guys?
Age Range: 8 – 12 Years
Synopsis: Ash talks about becoming a caped crusader.
I’ve always dreamed of being a hero. I’ve tried everything to become super. I let a spider bite me … no spider powers, just lots of itching. I tried standing too close to the microwave oven hoping the radiation would change me. Nothing. And I got in trouble for making so many bags of popcorn! But I took it all to school and had a popcorn party. I was a hero that day. So I guess it kinda worked?
I love being a hero. I love helping people. I love making them happy. And I hate bad guys. I hate creeps who hurt people. There’s this kid at school … he’s always hurting everyone. I am sick of him hurting us. I just need those super powers. I need something that will make him stop!
Maybe if I eat more of the school lunches? They look radioactive. If I get enough green hotdogs and brown sauce in me, something is bound to happen! And I need a catch phrase, like” “Gonna smoosh me a baddie!” And a cool costume! Actually, last time I was in the bathroom, I saw the perfect superhero name. “Protecto!” Instead of a telephone booth like Superman, I could use a bathroom stall and those Protecto seat covers could be a cape- and I could make a toilet paper mask! Nothing scares bad guys more than bathroom stuff. (Thinks.) Or maybe it will really make them want to give me a swirly? I better rethink this…
HUCK (From “The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn” by Mark Twain)
Age Range: 11 – 12 Years
Synopsis: Rebellious youngster Huckleberry “Huck” Finn talks about being force to pray.
Miss Watson told me to pray every day, and whatever I asked for I would get it. But it warn’t so. I tried it. Once I got a fish-line, but no hooks. It warn’t any good to me without hooks. I tried for the hooks three or four times, but somehow I couldn’t make it work. By and by, one day, I asked Miss Watson to try for me, but she said I was a fool. She never told me why, and I couldn’t make it out no way. I set down one time back in the woods, and had a long think about it. I says to myself, if a body can get anything they pray for, why don’t Deacon Winn get back the money he lost on pork? Why can’t the widow get back her silver snuffbox that was stole? Why can’t Miss Watson fat up? No, says I to myself, there ain’t nothing in it. I went and told the widow about it, and she said the thing a body could get by praying for it was “spiritual gifts.” This was too many for me, but she told me what she meant—I must help other people, and do everything I could for other people, and look out for them all the time, and never think about myself. This was including Miss Watson, as I took it. I went out in the woods and turned it over in my mind a long time, but I couldn’t see no advantage about it—except for the other people; so at last I reckoned I wouldn’t worry about it any more, but just let it go.
Age Range: 7 – 10 Years
Synopsis: Timmy tries to convince his mom that his messy room is not his fault.
Mom, it’s not my fault my room’s a mess! Me and Anthony were playing with his new race-cars. Only four of them. And we heard a weird noise outside, so we opened the window. This huge spaceship landed and a slimy, green alien with three heads came out and jumped in the window. Anthony tried to shoot him with my zapper gun, but it didn’t even hurt him—he just got real mad. So he knocked all the books off my shelf and picked up my toy box with his long, purple antennas and dumped it all over my room. So I threw a Frisbee at him and it bonked him on his third head and he slimed out the window and the spaceship disappeared into the sky. Geez, Mom, you should be happy I’m still alive!
Age Range: 7 – 10 Years
Synopsis: Lee’s dad is watching the news. Lee wants to watch cartoons instead.
Why do you watch the news every night, Dad? It’s boooooooring! It’s always the same. The news is just a bunch of guys talking. It’s just so boring! Can’t we watch the cartoon channel? Don’t you like to laugh? I feel like my head is going to explode all over this room I’m so bored: pow! Splat! Smush! Here, I’ll be the news guy: “Tonight, everyone is very boring in the whole world. The whole world is boring and bunch of other guys said boring things and the weather is boring. Have a boring night. I’m boring. Good night.” That’s it! I just did the news for you. Now you don’t have to watch it! Let’s watch cartoons!
Age Range: 7 – 13 Years
Synopsis: Will isn’t very good at maths. His teacher is not being nice to him, so he’s hiding in the bathroom during class.
I’m never coming out. Don’t tell. I’m just going to stay in here. I hate this class. I hate Mrs. Stupidhead. She’s always mean to me. Don’t tell, will you Mark? You can stay in here, too, if you want! You’re good at maths. It’s not fair. She made me do the same problem six times, yesterday. She tells me I don’t listen. I do listen! She’s too mean. Please don’t tell her where I am. You won’t get in trouble. I’m just going to stay in the bathroom during maths from now on, that’s all. I’m never going back. I don’t care what anyone says.
Monologues for Girls
The Green Tie-Dye One Piece (by Indiana Kwong)
Age Range: 11 – 13 Years
Synopsis: Sasha talks about what she’ll be doing this Summer on her family holiday to Monterey.
This summer we’re going to Monterey again. We go every year to get out of the city and also so Mom has an excuse to drink mojitos at 2pm. Dad says she has a problem. She says “I’m married to you, so I deserve it”.
I found out that the McKinley’s are going too. They have two kids as well: Jasper is same age as my brother and Lulu is one year older than me. Lulu has this really long brown hair, which her Mom does in a fishtail every morning for school and she got an iPhone 11 Plus for her birthday in January, and she lets me take photos with her sometimes. I guess she’ll bring the phone with her on the trip. They get to catch a plane to Monterey which takes two hours, but we’re driving which will take fifteen.
We basically just sit on the beach or by the pool all day and go out for dinner together at night. I love the feeling of being in the sun all day and then washing my hair in a cold shower to cool off.
I look … different now. Mom had to take me shopping for a new swimming costume at the last minute because I put my old one on and it didn’t fit right anymore. Maybe it’s because I stopped playing Netball… Anyways, I had a big fight with Mom at the mall because she wanted to look at everything when I tried it on, but I just wanted to make the decision by myself and I didn’t want anyone else to walk past and see. I ended up getting a green tie-dye pattern one piece with thick straps and a hole cut out the back from Topshop. I wonder if Lulu will like it? If she says it’s “cool”, that means she doesn’t really like it, but if she says nothing at all, that means she likes it and is probably jealous. I hope she doesn’t say anything…
So, yeah, that’s what I’ll be doing this summer.
Age Range: 11 – 13 Years
Synopsis: Patty talks about her hidden identity as a hot-shot online gamer.
I don’t have many friends at school. Which is okay, I don’t really mind. That’s just the way it is. Sometimes, teachers ask me about it: they say “Patty, why won’t you sit with the others at lunch?” or “Go and join the other girls, make an effort to get to know them!” And I walk in their general direction while the teacher watches. When the teacher leaves, I sit back on my own again.
Honestly? It’s kind of funny to me that the teachers think I need more friends. Because, in a funny way, I’m the most popular kid in school. Let me explain…
I’ve been playing COVEN ever since kids in my class started growing out of Minecraft and Roblox (although they’re both still pretty fun, if I’m honest). In COVEN, you play in teams as witches or monsters that have to capture a temple in the middle of the map. You can customise your character, level up their skills, it’s really sophisticated. My character’s name is _DEMON_bunny_777_. She’s a Level 25 witch, and she’s known to all the other kids in my school who play online together. When “Bunny” logs on, all the monsters—the kids who ignored me in school all day—flee in terror. The rest of them, my teammates, act like I’m some kind of superhero.
Actually, this must be what it’s like being a superhero. You see: nobody in my school knows that I’m _DEMON_bunny_777_. It’s my hidden identity, this cool secret I get to keep. I guess that’s why I haven’t told anybody, yet. Sometimes I think about revealing it at assembly, or something. I think about how it might win me some new friends, or respect from kids that walk by me in the hall like I’m invisible … but for now, _DEMON_bunny_777_ belongs to me. And that’s weirdly, oddly, really comforting.
Little Sailfish (by Indiana Kwong)
Age Range: 9 – 10 Years
Synopsis: Ruby is a swim champ, but she’s not sure she actually enjoys swimming anymore, or if she just does it so as not to disappoint her dad.
My dad was an Olympic freestyler. He beat the world record in 2011. He’s the fastest swimmer I’ve ever seen.
He takes me to swim training every Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday and on Saturdays there’s a meet down at the outdoor pool. I like spending time with my Dad; he brings hot chocolate in a thermos for me and on the way home he gives me notes on how I can get better and faster. He thinks my coach Sam is “overpaid and inexperienced”. I think Sam’s nice. He smiles all the time and has a nice voice. He doesn’t yell or lose his temper like my Dad does sometimes. Which is why I need to make sure I’m good, so he doesn’t yell. Sometimes my tummy hurts on Thursdays because I try to beat my one-hundred-meter PB from the week before so that Dad’s in a good mood all evening. When he’s really proud of me, he calls me his little Sailfish—cuz they can swim up to seventy miles an hour.
I always smell of chlorine though, and my hair used to be strawberry blonde but it’s kind of green now and sometimes I have rings around my eyes for hours after I get out of the pool from the goggles being so tight.
But, don’t get me wrong: I love swimming … I think.
Thanks For Nothing, Santa! (by Indiana Kwong)
Age Range: 7 – 8 Years
Synopsis: Lila wakes up on Christmas morning, hoping to get a soccer ball from Santa, but things don’t seem to go her way…
“Please, Please, Please, Please, PLEASE!”
I wake up before the sun and run into the living room. Under the tree is a huge pile of presents: some wrapped in red—those ones are from my Mom and Dad—and the rest are wrapped in gold paper. Those must be from Santa.
I start to pick up the presents and shake them, real gentle, so I can hear if it rattles and feel how heavy it is. I always try to guess before I open it. I wrote a big list this year, but the main thing I want is a pink soccer ball. I pick up the biggest one. Looks about soccer ball size. It’s heavy too. I rip the gold paper off and…
A box of books?! It’s got pictures of fairies on the front, in different colours, with little silver stars all over it! What the heck am I gonna do with a bunch of fairy books?! Thanks for nothing, Santa!
Age Range: 9 – 11 Years
Synopsis: Sandy is talking to her sister Claire, after Claire just tried to jump out of a tree in their yard.
I loved being an only child. So when mom told me I was going to have a sibling in a few months … well, to be honest, it made me mad. Like, who the hell does this … thing think they are? Pushing me out of my room? Taking mom and dad’s attention off me and throwing our whole lives upside down? For the next few months I was a total brat. Didn’t do anything my mom asked. I was crying and kicking up a fuss every moment I could. Then, when I finally got to meet you, well, my whole world changed. It was a she for one! A little sister and she looked just like me and I realised that I wasn’t losing anything but instead I was gaining a friend. That’s just part of why I am so lucky to have you as a sister. So don’t ever do anything like that again… okay?
Age Range: 8 – 10 Years
Synopsis: Alicia is a princess who doesn’t like boys. She is talking to her father, the king.
Daddy, I don’t want to be a princess anymore. I like the pretty dresses and I sort of like the dancing, but … why do I have to dance with boys? I really don’t like boys. The last boy I danced with told me about all the worms he ate. How he’d get his servants to search far and wide for the fattest, juiciest worms in the kingdom. I almost puked on my pretty slippers, Daddy! It was gross. I could just dance by myself from now on. And you, of course, because you’re my dad and not a boy. But I just cannot stand another day of dancing with worm-eaters!
Age Range: 7 – 11 Years
Synopsis: Shonda wants to help her mom bake in the kitchen. She wants to be a chef when she grows up.
Mom, can I help? Why not? I’m good at baking. I do not make a mess! I do a good job. Can we make cookies? Chocolate chip? Everybody likes cookies. I’m done with my homework. So I can help you? Please? I want to be Rachel Ray when I grow up. Can I use the rolling pin? I like the rolling pin. You want me to watch TV? I never get to help. You told me you’d teach me to cook when I’m older, and I’m older now. I know you told me that last week, so I’m a whole week older now. I just want to help, Mommy!
Age Range: 7 – 10 Years
Synopsis: Addy fell asleep while chewing gum. Now it’s stuck in her hair!
(Screams!) Look what happened! Oh no, oh no, oh noooooo! What am I going to do? It won’t come out! No, Mom, you can’t cut my hair! There must be another way! This is all Daddy’s fault. He gave me that Hubba Bubba gum. Two whole pieces! I can’t help that I fell asleep. My hair will be way too short if you cut it! Can’t you wash it out? Isn’t there anything we can do? I don’t want to lose all my hair!
Age Range: 7 – 10 Years
Synopsis: Mandy helps her little sister learn what is true and what is make-believe.
There’s no such thing as real fairies! Think about it. If they existed, we’d see them caught in our bug zapper. Or we’d feel them get squashed under our bare feet in the grass. If you can’t see them or feel them, they don’t exist. That’s why the only fairy that is real is the Tooth Fairy. I know that for a fact because she leaves me cold, hard cash. Now that’s something you can feel.
Age Range: 7 – 10 Years
Synopsis: Katy is making fun of a girl in her class, Darla, by repeating everything she says.
“Stop repeating everything I say!” “I said stop it!” “Quit it!” “You’re going to get in trouble if you don’t stop!” “I’m telling!” “That’s it! I’m going to the teacher.” Wait! Darla, I was just kidding! Can’t you take a joke? How come you have to be so serious all the time? You’re always running to the teacher. Learn to take a joke. Jeez! Hey, stop repeating me! I said stop it! It’s not funny. I did this al- ready! You’re not original. Quit it!
Age Range: 7 – 10 Years
Synopsis: Nina just found out from her best friend, Ashley, that she wasn’t invited to their friend Britney’s sleepover party.
Britney is having a party? Tonight? Oh. I guess … I didn’t get invited. Maybe she forgot? Or it got lost? I thought we were friends. Did everybody else get invited? That’s so mean! I was never, ever mean to her. I don’t like Britney! I don’t care that I’m not going to a party. She’s not my friend anymore. Why don’t you come over to my house instead of going to her party? If you go to her party, you won’t be my friend anymore, Ashley. I won’t be friends with you, either.
Age Range: 9 – 12 Years
Synopsis: Marissa’s mom has been sick for over a month, so Marissa has been in charge of keeping the house clean. When her little sister has an accident, Marissa can’t help yelling at her.
Jessica, what did you do?! Look at this mess you made! You better clean it up now. There’s going to be paint stuck on the carpet! Why can’t you think before you do stupid things?!
Jess, I’m sorry. Please don’t cry. I didn’t mean to yell at you. It’s just that with Mom in the hospital, I’m supposed to take care of things and it’s hard. I’m not a grown-up, but I have to try to be because Dad has to work extra hard to pay for Mom’s hospital bills. But everything’s going to be okay. Mom will get better and come home and it’ll be just like it used to. I know it. (Beat.) How about I help you clean this up—we’ll do it together. I love you, Jess. Will you give me a hug?
WONDERBOOT SNIPPET (by Luke McMahon)
This monologue has a few off stage calls from a mother character. You can do the monologue without this if you need to.
Age Range: 9 – 11 Years
Synopsis: A soccer ball sits in the middle of the stage. Sarah enters wearing odd football socks. She looks determined.
What do you want to be when you grow up ball? I’m not sure either. A Ballerina? No way! A Firewoman? Maybe! When I grow up I want to be soccer superstar!!!
Sarah cheers and runs a lap around the ball. She stops, stares at the ball.
After 94 minutes of battle, the score is even. A last minute penalty has put all of the pressure on me. Sarah the Wonderboot Snippet. I’ve been training for this my whole life. Step one: look at the ball. Check! Step two: place your foot. Check!
A voice from off-stage calls “Sarah!”.
Step one: look at the ball. Check! Step two: place you foot. Check! Step three: keep your body straight. Check! The clock is ticking down. The crowd is going wild…
The off-stage voice calls “Tea’s ready!”
Ohhhh Wonderboot’s belly is starting to grumble. The smell of lasagne almost too good to refuse. But she won’t let it get in the way of winning the backyard cup! Look at the ball. Place your foot. Straight body. Step four: angle your body. Step five: kick!
Coming! (To the ball.) I’ll have to win the cup tomorrow. Or maybe I’ll be a chef?
ALICE IN WONDERLAND (adapted from the book by Lewis Carroll)
Age Range: 10 – 12 Years
Synopsis: In this short adaptation of Lewis Carroll’s children’s classic, Alice meets the White Rabbit and follows him down the rabbit hole.
Why, how impolite of him. I asked him a civil question, and he pretended not to hear me. That’s not at all nice. (Calling out.) I say, Mr. White Rabbit, where are you going? Hmmm. He won’t answer me. And I do so want to know what he is late for. I wonder if I might follow him. Why not? There’s no rule that I mayn’t go where I please. I- I will follow him.
Wait for me, Mr. White Rabbit. I’m coming, too! (She falls.) How curious. I never realised that rabbit holes were so dark . . . and so long . . . and so empty. I believe I have been falling for five minutes, and I still can’t see the bottom! Hmph! After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling downstairs. How brave they’ll all think me at home. Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it even if I fell off the top of the house! I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time? I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth. I wonder if I shall fall right through the earth! How funny that would be. Oh, I think I see the bottom. Yes, I’m sure I see the bottom. I shall hit the bottom, hit it very hard, and oh, how it will hurt!
Hopefully you found this list of monologues for kids useful. If you are struggling to rehearse your monologue here are a few quick points:
1. Read the play (if available). If not, think about the storyline, or make something up you think will fit. Knowing the overall/cotnext story helps you perform the monologue.
2. Learn the lines. The more comfortable you are with the lines the better.
3. What does your character want? Why are they saying these words?
4. Where are you? Are you in a church, bathroom, school hall? Specificity is really important, even for young actors.
5. Who are you talking to? Who is the person this scene is directed to? Is it a single person, or a group? Do they have more or less power than you? Are you friends, family, enemies?
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These monologues are fantastic! Great length and good content for kids. Is it ok to use them in teaching group drama classes? I am so often looking for great content and I am thrilled to have found stagemilk!
Thanks so much. Please use them in anyway you see fit. It’s great to work monologues with Kids. Especially if you find great ones, like the ones listed here. Good luck with class.
I am planning to use one of your monologs for a audition, but I need to know what play it is from. Can you please tell me it is the one named Addy.
Hi There, this is a stand alone monologue. So it’s not actually from a larger play. Cheers
My daughter w.ould like to use the Addy monolgue. Is this a stand alone monologue or from a play/script? She would like to use this for an audition. It needs to be about a minute long.
Hello, is the “Bean” monologue from “Ivy and Bean” (a play?) All I can find is a musical version. Thanks.
These are great! Fun! My daughter would like to use one. Who is the author for Addy?
That is a standalone piece, sorry.
These are great monologues.