Some psychiatrists say that people who eat peanut butter sandwiches are lonely.I guess theyre right. Well, I guess Id better see what Ive got. Read the play here – Play Script| Vocal Selections (10 Songs)Ĭheck out our monologue archive below for more monologues. MALE MONOLOGUES From You’re a Good Man, Charlie Brown Charlie Brown: Lunchtime is among the worst times of the day for me. If so, then were not you, my teacher, also being judged on your ability to transmit your knowledge to me?Īre you willing to share my ‘C’? Perhaps I was being judged on the quality of coat hanger itself out of which my creation was made…now is this not also unfair?Īm I to be judged by the quality of coat hangers that are used by the dry cleaning establishment that returns our garments? Is that not the responsibility of my parents? If I was judged on my effort, then I was judged unfairly, for I tried as hard as I could! Was I judged on what I had learned about this project? And when youre really lonely, the peanut butter sticks to the roof of. If so, is it not true that time alone can judge a work of art? Or was I judged on my talent? If so, is it fair that I be judged on a part of my life over which I have no control? Search all Youre a Good Man, Charlie Brown monologues and thousands more on the. “A ‘C’? A ‘C’? I got a ‘C’ on my coat hanger sculpture? How could anyone get a ‘C’ in coat hanger sculpture? May I ask a question? Was I judged on the piece of sculpture itself? Ī monologue from the musical by Clark Gesner Monologues are presented on MightyActor for educational purposes only. ![]() Monologue: You know what I don’t understand, Chuck I don’t understand love. Youre a Good Man, Charlie Brown - Lucy Van Pelt The American Dream. You’re a good man Charlie Brown Monologue This monologue ranges in age from kid to twenties and is a perfect thought piece in which Peppermint Patty asks Charlie Brown to explain love. All monologues are property and copyright of their owners. Monologues Youre a Good Man, Charlie Brown Schroeder Im sorry to have to say it to your face. A female comedic monologue from the play Dead Mans Cell Phone by Sarah Ruhl.
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