I did a lot of exploration in solo creation today and yesterday, with Jacqueline van de Geer, thanks to RAIQ, and I have been exploring my experience with my femininity. So, now, I write a tiny play about being trans-gendered. But also other things.
(The scene is a car. Leopolda and Zelda drive for ten minutes in silence.)
LEOPOLDA: You know, I’m really proud of you.
LEOPOLDA: Yes. I’ve been thinking about it, and I don’t feel like I say that enough. And I love you.
ZELDA: Oh. Mom….
LEOPOLDA: What? I think it’s important to talk about!
ZELDA: You always – I mean, you never –
LEOPOLDA: I know, I never say nice things, and I realised during the last ten minutes that we really don’t talk enough! So, from now on, I want you to feel like you can tell me about anything, and I will tell you more nice things.
ZELDA: Um. Okay.
LEOPOLDA: Excellent. I love you.
ZELDA: I… love you too. I guess.
LEOPOLDA: Thank you.
(5 more minutes of silence until:)
ZELDA: I’m a boy.
ZELDA: You said I should tell you more things!
LEOPOLDA: Not that!
ZELDA: What do you mean, not that? That’s like, the biggest thing in my life right now, you have no idea what I’ve been going through, and now that we have the next like, uh, um, (she has now checked the approximate ETA with Google Maps) 55 minutes to drive, and I wanna talk about it!
LEOPOLDA: Well, it’s, not, the right, time.
LEOPOLDA: I have to – concentrate!
ZELDA: YOU ARE LIKE LITERALLY DRIVING ACROSS THE FLATTEST PLACE ON EARTH.
ZELDA: OH NO YOU AREN’T.
ZELDA: THIS IS WHY I NEVER TELL YOU ANYTHING!
(Zelda crosses her arms and looks out the window, curling up into a ball. 20 minutes of silence between Leopolda stopping humming and the following.)
LEOPOLDA: You’re a boy?
(Zelda takes a long look at Leopolda.)
LEOPOLDA: I see. How long have you –
ZELDA: I’ve always known, Mom. I just never needed to talk about it until it was weird. Until high school.
LEOPOLDA: Oh, my God. Is that what the whole Goth thing is about?
ZELDA: Tsk, ugh, like, no, I like, like these clothes!
LEOPOLDA: Okay, okay! It was just… a question! I’m not good at this, okay? You have to bear with me.
ZELDA: Okay. Sorry. Me too….
LEOPOLDA: Thank you. Really, thank you, for telling me this, and for giving me that silence. I had no idea, and …
LEOPOLDA: No… problem. Right?
ZELDA: Yeah. 🙂
LEOPOLDA: Colon-close-bracket? Is that code for something?
ZELDA: Never mind. B)
LEOPOLDA: So does this mean you’re going to have an… operation?
ZELDA: What? Ew. No.
LEOPOLDA: Well, if you’re not a girl, are you still going to dress like one and – um –
ZELDA: I’m not not a girl. I’m just, also a boy.
ZELDA: Yes! No one really told me you had to be one or the other! There’s just always been so many effeminate guys and macho chicks that it seemed normal that people should, like, be a mix. Both. No one ever asked me my gender, I like wearing girls’ clothes, but like, guys wear this stuff too, even the skirts, and I really don’t like talking about it since high school started, so….
LEOPOLDA: I – I still love you. Always. Entirely.
ZELDA: Great. You too.
LEOPOLDA: I’m so glad we had this chat.
(Zelda nods puts their hoodie hood up.)