ACT 1

In the hospital
Nurse: Mrs Wormwood? Mrs Wormwood, please come in.
Mrs Wormwood: Oh thank you, thank you. Dear doctor. Help me please!
Doctor: Welcome Mrs Wormwood. Let’s see…. hmmm….alright…. ahaaaa……
Mrs Wormwood: Is it going to take much longer. I have plans for today. I have a competition in
an international salsa and ballroom dancing championship.
So can you please tell me what is it?
Doctor: Mrs Wormwood do you really have no idea? I want you to think very carefully. What do
you think might be the cause of this?
Mrs Wormwood: Oh Noooo! Do you mean I am looking fat?
Doctor: No Mrs Wormwood. You’re not fat. You are pregnant.
Mrs Wormwood: Whaat?
Nurse: You are going to have a baby Mrs Wormwood.
Mrs Wormwood: I’ve got a baby. My dear miracle Michael. I don’t want another one. Doctor
please isn’t there anything you can do?
Doctor: You are nine months pregnant.
Mrs: Wormwood: turns to the nurse: any antibiotics
Nurse: shocked: Oh nooo!
Mrs: Wormwood: but the championships…salsa…dance….
Doctor and nurse : A child is the most precious gift that you get from this world. A brand new
human being , a life, a person, a wonderful new person is about to come into your life to bring
love and magic and happiness and wonder.
Mrs Wormwood: sreams

NARRATOR: As I told you there are parents who adore their child. And there are parents who
can’t see the miracle in their children and they aren’t interested in them.
NARRATOR 1:
Parents are different. The most common type is the parent who love their child a lot. A child can
be a normal person but for parents they are the best and they are always extraordinary. There
are also parents who do not show any interest in their children.
NARRATOR 2:
Mr. and Mrs. Wormwood were that kind of parents. They had an ordinary son named Michael and
an intelligent and sensitive daughter named Matilda, who is the hero of our story. Mr. and Mrs.
Wormwood believed that Michael was a very smart , while Matilda was stupid.
They wanted to send Matilda to the farthest corner of the world, if possible.
Our story begins here.
SCENE 1 (LIVING ROOM)
(The family is in the living room of the house. Matilda, her brother Michael, mother and father are
watching TV intently and eating with a plate on their knees. Matilda does not watch TV, she is
bored.)
Matilda: Mommy. Can I both eat and read something in the dining room?
Mr. Wormwood: No way! No one can leave the table before the meal is finished!
Matilda: Well, dad, we don't eat our dinner at the table! We didn't eat any! We eat on the couch,
on our knees, while watching TV.
Mr. Wormwood: Why don’t you like this wonderful invention television may I ask?
Michael:Yes, Why don’t you like?
Matilda: Uffffff!!!
(Matilda does not answer, she remains silent and looks ahead. She is still very bored, she shakes
her knees hanging from the sofa. Then, with a joyful smile on her face, with excitement.)
Matilda: Dad, daddy, can you buy me a new book? We only have this book in our house and I
have read it many times!
Mr. Wormwood (did not believe that Matilda could read the book): So you did. Hahaha! You and
your dreams Matilda… Ha ha ha! (He falls silent for a short while. He rubs his belly and scratches
his head a little.) By the way, did you say book?
Michael: Book? What is a book? Huh?
Matilda (Puts her food aside and clings to her father's arm. Jumping childishly): To read, learn
new things, have a good time, improve myself, Dad, please! Come on dad, please, please! Let's
take it dad, please...
Mrs. Wormwood: Ugh Matilda, what a boring child you are!
Matilda: But mom…
Mr. Wormwood (turns to Matilda): Can you tell me what's wrong with television? We have a big,
beautiful TV and you want a book from me!
My daughter! You are really confused, and you are spoiled now!
What else do you want? Why is television not enough for you?
(Matilda does not answer again, she is upset, she looks ahead. After the father finishes his
conversation with Matilda, he continues watching TV and changes the channel with the remote.
He is in a better mood.)
(Mother collects the plates, leaves Matilda's, and heads towards the door to take what she has to
the kitchen.)
Michael: I am a good boy dad. I like TV. TV is the most amazing invention.
Mr. Wormwood (turns cheerfully to his son): See Matilda, he is clever! Not like you. You know, I
made a lot of money again today, Michael!
Look, son, you are as intelligent as I am . I am a very successful man. If you want to be
successful like me , I will tell you the secret of my success. Listen to me carefully. Put some oil,,
paint the car, clean the mirrors, change the handles and the car glides on the road like new. Do
you know what my second secret is, son?
(Michael stares blankly…His mouth is open, his chin is drooping.)
Michael: No dad ,I guess I don’t know.
Mr. Wormwood (playing with suspenders): Ok then listen. People are stupid. Use their money
Make a lot of changes and people will believe it is almost first hand. Paint the car, decorate it.
But don’t tell anyone that you are not using good paint or good cables.
(While Michael watches his father with admiring eyes, Matilda is also interested in the subject
and listens to what her father is telling.)
Matilda: But father! Telling lies is bad.! You are deceiving people who trust you. This is not honest
behavior at all. The money you earn is dirty money!
Michael: You can’t talk to my hero like that. (Babasının önüne dursun bodyguard gibi)
Mr. Wormwood: If you are honest, you can’t be rich , you ignorant little fool! Don't bother your little
mind with such things. Now shut up and eat the food you haven't finished!...
Matilda (She doesn't answer, but she is very angry at her father. To herself) From now on, you
will be punished for every bad behavior, father. You will see the day.
(He makes a fist with one hand and hits his other hand hard.)

SCENE 2 (LIBRARY)
NARRATOR 3:
Well, of course our little hero was very angry with her father's words. She decides she will punish
her father even if he makes a small mistake . Matilda is always alone at home. Her brother goes
to school, her mother goes shopping and her father goes to work.
To spend time Matilda reads books and she starts to love reading books every other day. She
doesn’t like make up or spending money but only books.
One day, she decides to go to the village library alone. She introduces himself to the librarian,
Mrs. Phelps.
Matilda: Well… Hello, My name is Matilda. Could you give me a book, please?
Mrs. Phelps (with affection and surprise): Of course, my dear, of course. By the way, I'm Miss
Phelps. I am a librarian. Nice to meet you. Now…Look at those children's books in this corner.
You can go there and get whatever you want.
Matilda: Thank you very much, ma'am.
(In the same scene, the lights dim and the narrator enters.)
NARRATOR 1: Matilda quickly dives into the books.She reads all the children's books in two
weeks.She is a complete bookworm now. Books are her friends. One by one,she reaches out her
hands to her friends and touches on the shelves, meets them, carefully turns the pages, and runs
from adventure to adventure. She feels happy with them and becomes sad with them.She makes
new, magical friendships.
Matilda: Well, Miss. Phelps…What can I read next?. I finished all the children's books...
Mrs. Phelps (looks with a tender smile): Oh good. Did you look at all the pictures?
Matilda: Yes, but I also read the texts.
Mrs. Phelps: (Astonished) How old are you, Matilda? Do you know how to read?
Matilda: Well…Yes madam. I know I'm a bit young; but I can read. I also know how to count
numbers and I am 4 years old.
Mrs. Phelps: (Totally stunned, then recovering) So what do you want to read now, Matilda?
Matilda: I want to read a good book, like what adults read. (Mr. Phelps goes to the bookshelves
and returns with a thick novel in her hand. She opens the first page of the book. She will check
whether Matilda is telling the truth.)
Mrs. Phelps: Here, try this. Read the first page out loud if you want. Let's see what he was
saying...
(Matilda starts reading the book. Mrs. Phelps is quite surprised, because Matilda can actually
read. She watches her with interest.)
NARRATOR 2: From that day we seen Matilda in the library with Ms. Under Phelps. With her help
Matilda reads many books and twenty world classics. She is having a good time here, as if in a
dream. She does not want to return to that scary house, she is happy in the library. She has new
friends and a librarian who loves and cares about her.
(Matilda turns the pages of the book with interest, smiles as she reads, occasionally laughs.)
(After a while, Ms. Phelps looks at her watch.)
Mrs. Phelps: It's quite late, when will your family come to pick you up, Matilda? It's about to get
dark.
Matilda: My mother leaves me alone at home every day and goes to the town to play
bingo,madam. She doesn't know I come here.
Mrs. Phelps (surprised, raising her voice): What? So you're coming here alone? But that's not
correct, you shouldn't come without telling your family, Matilda.
Matilda: I don't agree, sir. My mother does not want me to read books,. My parents don’t want me
to read and there are no books in our house that I can read. I do not want to be like them.
Ms. Phelps: So, what do they want you to do at home alone every day?
Matilda (shrugs): Just wandering around and watching TV... They don't really care what I do.
Mrs. Phelps (nods understandingly): I understand. But you must leave for home now, Matilda.
And Matilda you can borrow books and take them home.
Matilda (gets excited): Really? Um… Madam ,can I borrow a few books too?
Mrs. Phelps: Of course, dear. Go ahead and choose a good book for yourself!
(Matilda is very happy, she turns to the bookshelves with a smile and excitement.)
(In the same scene, the lights dim and the narrator enters.)
NARRATOR 2: From that day on, Matilda visits the library regularly. She also thinks about how
bad her father is and wants to show him that she is not ignorant and stupid at all.
Mathilda: I will show you that I am NOT a stupid girl, daddy.

SCENE 3 (HOME)
(Matilda examines her father's clothes. She looks in his jacket pockets, checks his shoes and
finally takes her father's hat.)
Matilda (She is wearing her pyjamas. She woke up early in the morning, rubs her eyes, yawns,
stretches. She takes glue out of her pyjama pocket. She smiles. She takes his father's hat in her
hand. She applies the glue.):
Matilda: Yes, yes... He wears this hat every day, I put a very strong glue in it, it will stick to your
head when you put it on! This will be a good lesson for you. Let's see what it means to deceive
and trick people. Hahaha!
(Matilda tiptoes away from the foyer. Meanwhile, her father comes, gets dressed and puts on the
hat. Her mother also comes to him.)
Mrs. Wormwood (in the morning, wearing a dressing gown and make-up. Large earrings hanging
from her ears): Honey, it's not even 11 o'clock.It is early!. You should sleep a little more.
Mr. Wormwood: There are new cars in the village, I need to go immediately.
Mrs. Wormwood: Oh then be quick! Quick quick quick.
Mr. Wormwood (surprised): Well then, I'm out.
(He closes the door hard, calls in and leaves the stage.)
Mrs. Wormwood: Kids, let's go to breakfast!
Narrator 3: Clever Matilda's plan is a good one and Mr. Wormwood cannot take off his hat for a
full week. Well, of course he is a pure hearted child... Look what happens in her house!
(The doorbell rings, Mrs.Wormwood opens the door, Mr.Wormwood enters.)
Mrs. Wormwood: Welcome sweetie. How was your business today? Give me your coat and your
hat dear.
Brother: How many cars did you sell, dad?
Mrs Wormwood is worried and sad. He gives his coat but not his hat.
Mrs Wormwood waits for the hat. Brother waits for the answer.
Mr Wormwood: The hat? Are you kidding? Don’t you know I can’t put it off. I can’t put it off. Got
it? I don’t know how this could happen. It is sticking on my head.
Mrs.Wormwood: Alas, alas! Oh my poor husband. Look at the my life friends! Oh my God, where
are you. Can you hear my voice?
(Mr.Wormwood glares at Mrs.Wormwood, Mrs.Wormwood clears her throat by coughing and
immediately falls silent.)
Mr.Wormwood (He is in a bad mood. He sits on the couch): Oh my God, why me ? I am a good
man! I want to take this silly thing off.
Mrs.Wormwood (angrily): Hush, don't say anything!
Mr.Wormwood (He raises his head and looks glaringly at his wife again.): My son, get a pair of
scissors and take this hat off my head. If I sleep with this hat again tonight, my hair will fall out
from the roots...
Mrs.Wormwood: Okay, okay, don't say anything anymore.
(Micheal takes a pair of scissors from the drawer, carefully cuts Mr.Wormwood's hair and takes
off the hat.)
Narrator 1: After this everyone wants to know who put the glue . But there is only one person who
knows this. A few days later, one evening, when Mr. Wormwood goes crazy because Matilda is
reading a book in a corner.
(Mr.Wormwood stands over Matilda and watches her nervously for a while. Matilda does not
notice her father coming.)
Mr.Wormwood: Ugh, how annoying you are, Matilda! Don't you ever stop reading?
Matilda (glad that her father came): Oh, hello, father. Hi Michael.
Mr.Wormwood: What is this rubbish?! What is it?
Matilda: It's not rubbish, dad, It’s Roald Dahl’s Charlie’ s Chocolate Factory .
Mr.Wormwood: What? What are you saying, I don't understand, where is Roald’s factory, does
he make a lot of money? And where is the chocolate? Did you eat it? No I didn’t
Matilda: (To herself) Ugh, Like father like son. They are really boring. They don’t know anything
about writers or books. They don’t believe that I am an intelligent enemy of them.
No dad, there is no chocolate. And it’s not Roald’s factory, it’s Roald Dahl. He is an important
writer of children’s books. Dad, if you try reading this book, I'm sure you'll love it. you too Micheal.
Mr.Wormwood: Never, you little fool! I don't have time for such nonsense. he doesn’t have any
time.
(And tears the book into pieces.) (Micheal looks at the falling pages. )
Matilda: No, father, stop, stop, don't! It doesn't belong to me, I have to return it to the library!
Mr.Wormwood: What? How? Library? What library? When did you go to the library? Use your
pocket money you little wit and buy a new book for the return! No help for us, you understand?
from him!
(Father leaves the room in anger. together with Michael)
Matilda (swears revenge to herself): I'll show you, father!
ACT 2 SCHOOL
SCENE 1(CLASS)
(Matilda will start school, she has just been registered.)
NARRATOR 2: Matilda was about to start school. Unfortunately, the town's school called
Crunchem Hall Primary School has a cold and old building. The school has an angry head
teacher who was in fact a monster. You will meet her later.
NARRATOR 3: But Matilda’s teacher ! Miss Honey. A young,caring and loveable lady with a nice
smile. But the Headteacher Trunchbull is a terror machine. Everyone is afraid of her. We will
discover that later.
Let's talk about Matilda's first day of school with Miss Honey.
Miss Honey reads everyone's name and takes attendance. Students say “Here.”
Miss Honey: Hello guys!
Class: Hello teacher!
Miss Honey: I'm Miss Honey. I am your teacher. This term we are together.This is your first day at
school. As you know, there is an authoritative person in our school .Her name is Head Teacher
Miss Trunchbull. If you don’t want her to get angry with you, watch your actions when she is
around.
Never talk back to her and most importantly always do what she says! Got it?
Class: Yes Miss Honey!
Miss Honey: Now. Does anyone know the double multiplication table?
(Miss Honey follows the class with her eyes. Meanwhile, Matilda raises her hand.)
Miss Honey: So, does anyone know how to read?
(Three hands go up: Matilda's, Nigel's and Lavender's.)
Miss Honey: How do you spell cat, Nigel?
Nigel:C-A-T
Miss Honey: So, do you know how to read sentences?
N&L: I learned! I learned!
Miss Honey writes with chalk on the blackboard, "I have already learned to read long sentences."
Nigel: That's very difficult.
Lavender: The first word is “I.”
Nigel: I haaavee… puff no I can’t read this.
Matilda: (in a low voice) “I've already learned to read long sentences.”
Miss Honey: Great Matilda!
What does 5 times 7 equal?
Students: 35!!
Miss Honey: What is 8 multiplied by 6?
Students: 48!!
Miss Honey: You are wonderful! And what is 1053 divided by 3??
Students: 5!! 47!!! 98!! That’s impossible to calculate ma’am!!!
Matilda: It’s 351 Miss Honey!
Miss Honey goes to the board and calculates and gets 351! she looks surprised and with a smile
at Matilda.
(The bell rings.) (The curtain closes.)

SCENE 2 (Head teacher's room)

Miss Honey (enters by knocking on the door): Hello Miss Trunchbull. I want to tell you
something. There is a little girl in my class named Matilda Wormwood.
Miss Trunchbull: I know, she's the daughter of the owner of Wormwood Motor. I liked her father,
Mr. Wormwood, he just sold me a new / used car yesterday. He said that Matilda is not a good
girl and that we should be very careful about her!
Miss Honey: But that's absolutely not true, Matilda is a genius! I witnessed this just this morning!
Miss Trunchbull: I'm never wrong, Miss Honey! Don't argue with me!
Miss Honey: She's a genius. We can't waste her intelligence like this, you have to take her to a
higher class!
Miss Trunchbull: Oh, I see you aren’t a good teacher for her and you don’t want her in your
class. My answer is NO and I don't want to hear another word about it! You can get out!
Miss Honey leaves the room and says to herself, "I will definitely do something for this child."
says.
(The bell rings again.)
(In front of Miss Truncbull's door. Miss Honey comes to Matilda with her senior books in her
hand.)
Miss Honey: Look, Matilda, you're a very good student and you know how to read and calculate.
For more practice I will give you one of these books each lesson, and if you have any problems,
you will ask me. You must be in a better class , but the Head Teacher said NO. You are in my
class dear, OK?
Matilda: Great! Thank you, Miss Honey, for these books. (Matilda takes the books and sits at her
desk.)
Miss Honey: She is a very polite and good girl, I don't care what her father says about her. I
must talk to them, they must know that she is a special child I must go and visit them this
evening.
SCENE 3
(Miss Honey goes to their house that evening at a time when Matilda will be asleep. She rings the
doorbell and waits, the last sound coming from inside is the sound of the television. The door
opens and)
Miss Honey: Sorry sir ,I know it is late.I am Matilda's teacher, my name is Jennifer Honey. I
came to talk to you about Matilda.
Mr.Wormwood: Oh, she did something wrong, didn’t she 't he? But from now on, it's your
problem You are the teacher huh?
Miss Honey: No, no, she didn't get into any trouble, I have good news about her.
Mrs. Wormwood: We're right in the middle of our favorite TV show, why don't you come back
later?
Miss Honey: Oh no, what TV show? I am here to talk about your daughter's future. Why don't
you turn the damn thing off and listen to me?!
Mr. Wormwood: Anyway, just say what you have to say and get this out of the way!
(He comes in and sits on a chair.)
Miss Honey: Your daughter is 5 years old and she can read, write and do complex
mathematical operations. Did you teach her these? Maybe you have shelves full of books at
home!
Mr. Wormwood: I read car magazines every week, but we don't like reading books, you can't
make a living sitting and reading books! That's why we never keep books in our home!
Miss Honey: I see... I'm just here to tell you that Matilda has a brilliant mind, but I think you're
already aware of that!
Mrs. Wormwood: Of course I knew she could read, she spends her life with some stupid books
in her room!
Miss Honey: But doesn't that excite you? So a five-year-old reading Dostoyevsky and Dickens?
Mrs. Wormwood: Absolutely NO! A girl should only know make up.Make up is more important
than books. You chose the books, I chose the look. I am happy that I am not a teacher like you.
Look at yourself!
Miss Honey: (She thought she had to be cool if she wanted to do anything with these people.)
Look, Matilda is very intelligent and she can go to university within two or three years.
Mr.Wormwood: University? Who wants her to go there!?
Brother: Dad says they always teach bad things there!
Miss Honey: That's not true, if you have a heart attack right now, the doctor who helps you is a
university graduate. Ayway you will not understand me,excuse me for coming.
(Miss Honey goes out.)

ACT 3
SCENE 1 (SCHOOL GARDEN)
NARRATOR 1: Matilda is always a good girl. She is like the other students, she helps them, she
makes friends with them. She has a new friend named Lavender. She is a small, green-eyed and
skinny girl. Matilda loves her because she was brave and adventurous. One day, while they were
walking around during the break)
(Hortensia appears with potato chips.)
Hortensia Hey, hello kids, welcome to the rehab, did you see Miss Trunchbull?
Lavender: No, not yet.
Hortensia: Know you're in trouble, she hates little children. She has a cabinet in her room called
COFFIN, which she uses to punish children, with no room to move. . Hahaha!!!
Matilda: Really! So, don't parents complain about Miss Trunchbull?
Hortensia: Everyone is scared of her. (Just then, something happens: The screams of the
children in the garden suddenly stop, and the surroundings are filled with silence.)
Hortensia: Hey guys, be careful! Here she comes!
(Matilda and her friend turn and see Miss Trunchbull walking with huge steps among the children.
The children look for a place to escape to make way for her.)
Miss Trunchbull: Amanda Thripp! Amanda Thripp come here now! You have long hair and short
mind, you! I told you to come to me quickly!
(A little girl comes out from the crowd.)
Hortensia: Hold on tight.
Matilda: So what happens now?
Hortensia: That naive Amanda, she grew her hair long on holiday and her mother braided it
beautifully. Truchbull doesn’t like braided hair.
(Matilda and Hortensia turn to the crowd and watch with curiosity to see what will happen. Miss
Trunchbull has finally reached her victim and is looking at her with triumphant eyes. Amanda is
frozen in place, trembling.)
Miss Trunchbull: I want these dirty braids to be gone by tomorrow. Cut them up and throw them
in the trash can, you understand?
(The girl, terrified, still manages to speak.)
Amanda: Mmm- mmmy mm-mmm-moo-moommm likes it. She makes my hair every morning,
madam.
Miss Trunchbull: Your mother is an idiot.
(She continues by touching the girl's head with one finger.)
Amanda: Mm-mmoomm- mm likes it, she says it suits me, Miss Trunchbull.
Miss Trunchbull: I don't care what your mother thinks, you know? There are MY RULES in this
school and I don't want to see those pigtails of yours again!
Miss Trunchball tears her hair.
Miss Trunchbull: You little mouse, I'll show you what a pigtail is now!
(She takes out scissors from her pocket and cuts them)
(The students in the garden are stunned. Miss Trunchbull clasps her hands behind her back and
walks away with huge steps.)

SCENE 2 (Meeting hall)

Narrator 2: And the next day...
(Trunchbull gathers all students into the meeting hall with an announcement.)
Announcement: Attention, attention! All students to the meeting hall! Attention! All students to
the meeting hall!
Miss Trunchbull: Bruce Bogtrotter! Where's Bruce Bogtrotter?!
(Bruce raises his hand.)
Miss Trunchbull: Come here! Hurry up!
(Bruce goes to Miss Trunchbull.)
B. Bogtrotter :Who, me?
Miss Trunchbull: A thief! Fake! Pirate! Bandit!
B. Bogtrotter: Please calm down ma’am! I don't know what you're talking about. I don't
understand
Miss Trunchbull: I'll tell you, you criminal creature! Yesterday morning, during break, you went
to the kitchen like a snake and stole a slice of chocolate cake from my tea tray!
B.Bogtrotter: No! I didn’t do that!
Miss Trunchbull: Don't lie to me, Bogtrotter! The cook saw you! You ate the cake! (Trunchbull
wipes her mouth, and when she starts speaking again, her voice becomes soft and dangerous.
She coughs slightly.) You like my special chocolate cake, don't you, Bogtrotter?
B. Bogtrotter: I - It’s v-vv-very n-n-nice.
Miss Trunchbull: Yes, you're right. It's really yummy. You should thank the cook for that.Like a
gentleman I mean. Come here! Bogtrotter wants to tell you how beautiful your cake is!
(The cook comes on stage wearing a dirty white apron)
Miss Bogtrotter: Now Bogtrotter! Tell the cook!
B. Bogtrotter: Your cakes are very delicious.
Miss Trunchbull: Head Chef, that little Bogtrotter you see loves the cakes you make. Is there
any other cake you can give him?
Cook: Honestly, there is, ma’am. I just made a fresh, delicious cake. Rich in chocolate cream.
Miss Trunchbull: Well then, go and get that cake. Bring a knife too. (The CAKE arrives. It is 50
cm in diameter and covered with chocolate cream.) Sit down too, Bogtrotter. Sit here.
B. Bogtrotter: Oh, thank you. How kind and thoughtful you are, teacher. Thank you very much
too, Mrs. Chef.
Miss Trunchbull: Well, come on then, start eating your cake right now.
B. Bogtrotter: What? Now? Is it here? Can't I take it home? I don't want to eat now, teacher.
Miss Trunchbull: Taste it, you brat, you can't insult the cook by acting like that.
(Pink panther music will play.)
(Bruce cuts a slice and eats it.)
Miss Trunchbull: Isn't it nice?
B. Bogtrotter: Yes, it's really cool.
Miss Trunchbull: Eat another.
B. Bogtrotter: Thank you, that's enough for now, Miss Trunchbull.
Miss Trunchbull: I said have another! Do whatever I tell you!
B. Bogtrotter: But I don't want to eat another one.
Miss Trunchbull: Eat! You wanted cake! You stole a cake! Eat faster you brat or you'll go straight
to the coffin for the night!
(Bogtrotter continues to eat slowly, seeming to find his form more and more.)
Matilda: I think it's going well.
Lavender: He's going to be ill soon and it's going to be very bad if you ask me.
(Bruce stops when he eats half the cake and takes a few deep breaths.)
Miss Trunchbull: Go ahead, finish it!
(Suddenly Bruce lets out a burp that breaks through the room, rubs his belly, and everyone starts
giggling.)
Miss Trunchbull: Shut up, you idiots!
(Bruce ate most of the cake.)
Students: Come on Brucie! YOU CAN DO IT!
Matilda: I think he'll make it.
Lavender: No one can eat the entire cake this size.
Matilda: Look, his face is getting more and more purple. (Chuckles)
Lavender: He doesn’t look fine. I think he will throw it all out.
(Bruce has slowed down now. However, when he swallows the last bite, there is a tremendous
noise in the hall. The Trunchbull is red with anger.)
Lavender: He did it. he did it. Matilda ve Lavender çaklasınlar.
Miss Trunchbull: You! You are a huge caterpillar.
(Miss Trunchbull takes the plate and slams it on Bruce's head. Pieces of the plate scatter in all
directions. But it has no effect on Bruce. She shakes his head a few times and continues to smile
blurry.)
Miss Trunchbull: Go to hell! (She stomps his feet. Miss Trunchbull leaves the stage with the
cook.)

SCENE 3
PE Teacher: Hello guys. Miss Trunchball told me that your class needs practice because you (all
eat a lot) eat a lot of chocolate cake .
And before you tell me, let me tell you I am the best PE teacher of the universe.
Students: Yes sir/madam
PE Teacher: Ok, then to learn from the best PE teacher, now line up. First push up team!
PE Teacher: Health means discipline!

SCENE 4 (Classroom)
Narrator 1: To be a brave person in a good thing. One must always trust herself just like Bruce
Bogtrotter did to Miss Trunchbull.
Miss Honey: Guys, I have news for you, please listen to me carefully. It is the head teacher's
visit day today .
You know at 9 o'clock every Thursday morning, she visits our class right after breakfast ...Make
sure your clothes are neat, and your hands and face are clean.
Only “Speak.” when she says Speak. If she asks a question, stand up and answer. Never argue
with her. Don't respond to her.
Never try to be funny or playful. Otherwise, you will make her angry, and when she gets angry
with you, things are bad, understood?
CLASS: Yes, Miss Honey!
Miss Honey: She is going to ask you Maths questions on multiplication and spelling. She always
drinks water during classes. Who can bring her some water?
Lavender: I can do it, Miss Honey!
Miss Honey: Okay, then it's your duty, don't forget.
(Then the bell rings.)
Miss Honey: Good evening, kids! You can go out..
Class: Good evening, teacher.
Narrator 2: It is the day.The students are excited and afraid . But there is a brave person. She
thinks Miss Trunchbull is a bad person and wants to punish Miss Trunchbull for her bad
behaviours. She wants to give the head teacher a lesson and entertain the class. This brave little
heart is none other than Lavender.
(Mission impossible music will play.)
(The children have formed groups and are studying math and spelling. Lavender puts a jug and a
glass on the table. She checks the surroundings. She hides the lizard in her palm. As she heads
back to the table, she mixes with one of the groups and studies the multiplication table. She
slowly walks away and throws the lizard she took out of the pencil case into the jug, then to avoid
being noticed, she blends in with the children at recess. The bell rings. They enter the classroom
and the Trunchbull steps into the classroom.) adımları önceden duyulsun onu introduce eden bir
stumping feet sesi mi bulsak ya da arka fondan çocuklar ayaklarını vursunlar.(GOOD IDEA)
Miss Trunchbull: Good afternoon, kids!
CLASS: Good afternoon, Miss Trunchbull!
Miss Trunchbull: Hmmm, not a nice class again.. You're all disgusting gang of mice. I don’t want
to see you here . Your parents think you are great but no! you are all dirty.. Everyone stand up!
Put your hands on your desks, I'll check for cleanliness!
(Everyone stands up and waits. Then Trunchbull suddenly stops in front of Nigel and frowns even
more.)
Miss Trunchbull: What's your name, you little mouse?
Nigel: Nigel sir.
Miss Trunchbull: Nigel what?
Nigel: Nigel Hicks, sir.
Miss Trunchbull:! What is my name?
Nigel: Miss Trunchbull.
Miss Trunchbull: Then say my name when you talk to me! Let's try again now. What is your
name?
Nigel: Nigel Hicks, Miss Trunchbull.
Miss Trunchbull: It's better now. Your hands are dirty, Nigel! When was the last time you
washed it?
Nigel: Let me think about it. Hmmm, maybe yesterday or the day before.
Miss Trunchbull: I already understood! I knew as soon as I saw you that you were a useless
piece of …of …! What's your father's job? A plumber?
Nigel: He's a doctor, Miss Trunchbull, and a good doctor..
Miss Trunchbull: I'm glad your father isn't my doctor! A doctor’s dirty son or maybe a doctor’s
dirty mouse.
(Nigel goes to the board and stands there.)
Miss Trunchbull: Now! Tell me how to spell the word write!
Nigel (says the letters one by one): W-R -I-T-E
Miss Trunchbull: I hate you Nigel, you should know that! Now I will test the class on the
multiplication tables. YOU! (Pointing to Eric.) How much is two times seven?
Eric: That's sixteen.
(Trunchbull slowly walks towards him.)
Eric: Er, no, no! That makes 18! Not 16!
Miss Trunchbull: You stupid, you fool, you idiot. You stupid ball of glue!
(He grabs Eric by his ears and shakes his head, and Eric screams and boxes the air)
Miss Trunchbull: Stop shouting! Two times seven equals fourteen! Two times seven is fourteen!
I won't leave you until you say this!
Miss Honey: Miss Trunchbull! Please leave him! Their ears might fall off!
Miss Trunchbull: No, no, no nothing will happen to these rats. Miss Honey you see your
children can’t read..
Matilda: I read it.
Miss Trunchbull: What did you say?
Matilda: I said I read it, Miss Trunchbull.
Miss Trunchbull: What did you read?
Matilda: Charles Dickens' Nicholas Nickleby, Miss Trunchbull.
Miss Trunchbull: Why are you telling lies to me lady? No one in this school can read. You must
think I'm crazy! Stand up when you talk to me! Say your name now!
Matilda: My name is Matilda Wormwood, Miss Trunchbull.
Miss Trunchbull: Wormwood? Wormwood? Then you're the daughter of the man who owns
Wormwood Motor!
Matilda: Yes, Miss Trunchbull.
Miss Trunchbull: It turns out, you're a liar like your father! He sells the worst cars in the world.
That man is a thief! A robber!
Matilda (to herself): Oh, father! You show up everywhere, you're ruining things!
Miss Trunchbull: Shut up, Look lady! I don't like smart people! Now sit down and shut up!
(Matilda sits down again. She is sad. Miss Trunchbull sits at the teacher's desk for the first time
since the beginning of the lesson and grasps the jug.)
Miss Trunchbull: I don’t like kids. They are so disgusting like cockroaches. I don2t want them
here. We can use spray to get rid of flies . Yes, yes.That's a good idea, don't you think, Miss
Honey?
Miss Honey: If this is a joke, I don't think it's funny, Headteacher.
Miss Trunchbull: So you don't think so, Miss Honey? It wasn't a joke.(Trunchbull lifts the jug and
pours water into her glass, and suddenly the lizard falls into her glass with a smack. Trunchbull
screams and jumps up.)
Nigel: Ugh! What is this?
Matilda: Oops! What a disgusting creature!
Lavender: It's a crocodile!
Nigel: Yes! It's a baby crocodile! Ugh!
Lavender: Watch out, Miss Trunchbull! I bet it bites!
(Trunchbull trembles in terror and slowly sits back in her chair.)
Miss Trunchbull: Shut up! Matilda! Stand up!
Matilda: Who, me? Why me?
Miss Trunchbull: You disgusting cockroach! Stand up!
Matilda: I didn't do anything, Miss Trunchbull, honestly... (Matilda involuntarily stands up.): It
wasn't me, Miss Trunchbull!
Miss Trunchbull: You did it! Your father was right . You are not a good girl.t I don’t want you in
my school.I'll send you to a deserted island.
Matilda: I tell you I didn't do it!
Miss Trunchbull: You put a… a… Crocodile in my water glass! Don’t you remember I am the
head teacher, young lady! Now sit down and shut up.
Matilda: I'm telling you…
Miss Trunchbull: I said shut up. If you don't shut up and sit down immediately, I will take off my
belt and beat you with its metal buckle.
(Matilda glares at the glass containing the disgusting slimy creature.)
Matilda: (whispering) Take it down! Take it down!
(The glass shakes slightly and straightens again.)
Matilda: (whispering) Take it down! Take it down!
(The glass starts to shake and suddenly it topples over. The water and the water lizard inside spill
out on Trunchbull. The head teacher lets out a scream that shakes everyone. The lizard digs its
nails into the apron to avoid falling. Trunchbull looks at the animal for a moment, screams and
throws it to the other side of the classroom. Lavender smiles, takes it and puts it in her pencil
case to use again.)
Miss Trunchbull: Who did this? Here you go! Say I did it! Come out! You can't escape this time!
Who is responsible for this mess? Who pushed the glass?
(No one answers.)
Miss Trunchbull: MATILLLDAA! You did it! I know you did it.
(Matilda continues to sit calmly on her desk.)
Matilda: I didn’t leave my desk, Miss Trunchbull. You know it.
Nigel: She didn't move!
Lavender: Matilda didn't move!
Bruce: Nobody moved! We are just sitting at our desks.
Liz: I think you touched the glass yourself ma’am.
Miss Trunchbull: Of course I didn't knock it over! How dare you say such a thing! Open your
mouth, Miss Honey! Who did this?
Miss Honey: Miss Trunchball all my students were at their desks.
(Head teacher looks at Miss Honey angrily.)
Miss Trunchbull: You kids . I'm tired of you! I don’t want to see you anymore!
Miss Honey (After waiting a while, she steps in front of everyone and says): Pouffff! I think that’s
enough for one day. The lesson is over. You can go out.
(The children push out of the classroom, and Matilda goes to Miss Honey.)
Miss Honey: So, Matilda, aren't you going out?
Matilda: Can I talk to you for a moment, Miss Honey?I didn't put that strange creature in the jug.
Do you think they will kick me out of the school?
Miss Honey: I know, dear. Don't worry, nothing like this will happen.
Matilda (in a worried voice): Really! So I am still a student at this school.
Miss Honey: Of course dear.The head teacher was just a little excited, that's all!
Matilda: Okay. But that's not the main thing I want to talk to you about, teacher!
Miss Honey: So, what do you want to talk about, Matilda?
Matilda: About the glass with the creature in it... You saw the glass spill on Miss Trunchbull,
right?
Miss Honey: Yes!
Matilda: Look…I didn't touch it …. I didn't even go near it. But I did this, Miss Honey.
(Miss Honey is left confused and unsure of what to say.)I did it with my eyes. I stared at the glass
and wanted it to move and the glass overturned.
(Miss Honey, stiff with surprise, fixes her eyes and looks at Matilda. Matilda responds in the same
way.)
Miss Honey: How? So you're saying you can move things when you want.
Matilda: Yes.
(Miss Honey is shocked and astonished. She looks at Matilda.They hug each other. lights dim)

ACT 4
Matilda: You know, Miss Honey, I think I can move not only glasses and small things, but almost
everything in the world, really!
Miss Honey: Calm down, Matilda.
Matilda: But you find it interesting, don't you, Miss Honey?
Miss Honey: Of course I find it interesting. More than interesting, but we have to be very careful
from now on.
Matilda: You want me to do it again, don't you, Miss Honey?
Miss Honey: Honestly, I really want you to do it again and I'm trying to find a logical explanation
for what you can do. I mean you are a gifted girl.
( a short silence.)
Matilda: Well... Are you living alone, Miss Honey?
Miss Honey: Yes, this is a farmer's cottage. Don't expect much from here.
Miss Honey: You can bring some water while I light the gas stove. The well is in the back. Please
be careful or you will fall into the well.
(Matilda leaves the stage and returns with a bucket of water in her hand.)
Matilda: Is that enough?
Miss Honey: That's enough dear. Bring it on.
Matilda: Are you poor, Miss Honey?
Miss Honey: Yes.
(They both freeze, listen to music, a sad song plays for a short time.)
(Miss Honey gets up and takes the teapot out of the cupboard. She brews tea with boiling water.
She cuts two slices of bread and spreads butter on it. Miss Honey puts the tea and bread on a
tray.)
Miss Honey: I'm afraid there's no sugar. I don't use any sugar. Here you are dear. Let's have a
cup of hot tea. I prepared the bread for you. I don't eat anything when I get home. I eat a big
lunch at school. This keeps me up until the next morning. My life is like that. A poor thing but my
own. (A short silence)
Matilda eats the bread.)
Matilda: Miss Honey, do they pay you too little money at school?
Miss Honey: It's not too bad. I get paid about the same as other teachers.
Matilda: It must still be very little, since you are in such terrible poverty. Do all teachers live in
these conditions?
Miss Honey: Yes, unfortunately things go bad in our country and the government. But, my
situation is a little different dear.
Matilda: I'm so sorry for asking these questions, Miss Honey. I know it’s not my business.
Miss Honey: That’s no problem dear. I know you're a little girl, but there's magic somewhere
inside you. Can I tell you a story?
Matilda: Of course.
Miss Honey: My father was a doctor in this village and we had a beautiful, big house.My mother
died when I was two years old and because my father was a busy doctor, my aunt looked after
me but I hated her from the beginning. I missed my mother very much. My aunt was not a caring
person, but my father didn't know that. When he came home, my aunt was always kind to me. I
don't know why I'm telling you all this?
Matilda: Please continue. You can trust me.
Miss Honey: Then my father also died suddenly I was five years old. My aunt became my legal
guardian and the owner of the house.You know what?Nobody knows why he died and how he
died
Matilda: I know what you're thinking. You think your aunt killed him and made it look like suicide.
Miss Honey: I don't think anything. I don't think people should think about such things without
evidence.I was very afraid of my aunt. By the time I was ten, I became her slave and did all the
housework. Anyway after finishing school, I became a teacher and I wanted to get away from my
aunt. I rented this house and had my freedom.
Matilda: Miss Honey. You know that your father’s house is yours, don’t you? Who is your aunt?
Miss Honey: (Pauses and)Miss Trunchbull.
Matilda: Miss Trunchbull! she's your aunt? Did she raise you?
Miss Honey: Yes.You just see what she does to my friends. When I was five years old, she would
force me to wash, make my bed and iron my clothes alone, and pressed the iron on my fingers.
Anyway, never mind these, dear. I held you for so long, your mother must be worried.
Matilda: My mother? She doesn't care about me at all. She knows I'll take care of myself.
Miss Honey: Well, Matilda…it would be good for both of us if you forgot everything I told you
today.
Matilda: I can't promise that; But I promise not to say anything to anyone, not even to you.
Miss Honey: Well, that’s enough for me. (Smiles)
Matilda: Before we close this topic, I want to ask you three final things. Could you please answer
these, Miss Honey?
Miss Honey: Well, it depends on what you ask, of course.
Matilda: The first one is; At home, how did Miss Trunchbull call your father?
Miss Honey: I'm almost sure she said Magnus, because that was his name.
Matilda: And what would your father say to Miss Trunchbull?
Miss Honey: Her name is Agatha, that's what my father used to call her.
Matilda: And the last one is this; What would your father and Miss Trunchbull say to you at
home?
Miss Honey: They called me Jenny.
Matilda: Hmmm. I want to make sure I understand correctly. Your father at home was Magnus.
Miss Trunchbull's name is Agatha and yours is Jenny, right?
Miss Honey: That's right.
(The curtain closes.)
SCENE 2 (CLASSROOM)
NARRATOR 3 :There are different types of feelings. Anger, hatred, jealousy, tolerance. But if you
really love someone, your heart beats differently.
Just like a child's heart, white, pure, proud... She decides to take revenge on Miss Honey. She
will give her everything she lost. She wanted to use her special power for her plan.
NARRATOR 2: It was another Thursday and Miss Trunchbull was going to come to class.
Matilda, completed all the preparations. It was very close, she was going to save Miss Honey.
While Miss Honey was warning the class once again about Trunchbull with her loving attitude,
none of them were aware of Matilda's genius plan. Let's see what Matilda does, what she plans...
Miss Honey (smiling): Hello guys, hello. Some of you didn't like the head teacher's last
introduction to our class. Therefore, let's all try to be very careful and act wisely today. How have
your ears been since your last encounter, Lavender?
Lavender: The headteacher hurt my my ears . I feel they are bigger than before.
Miss Honey: And you, Nigel, please try not to play with the head teacher today.
Nigel: I hate her.
Miss Honey: Try not to show it, it won't do us any good, dear.
Prudence: Miss Honey, what is Miss Trunchbull going to test us today?
Miss Honey: She'll test you on maths., I'm almost sure of it.
(Just at this moment, Trunchbull comes in and checks the inside of the jug.)
Miss Trunchbull: I'm glad there is nothing in my water today. Ok! Let's see how much of the triple
multiplication table Miss Honey couldn't teach you. You! Stand up!
(Sarah stands up.)
Miss Trunchbull: Say the triple multiplication table backwards!
Sarah(5.sınıf Melis): Inverted? But I didn't memorize it backwards!
Miss Trunchbull: Here you go! Miss Honey, I told you that your students are not smart.They only
look like Barbie girls.
Miss Honey: That's not true, they've all memorized the triple multiplication table, but I don't think
there isn’t any point in saying it backwards.
Miss Trunchbull: (pointing to Wilfred): All right, kid! Stand up and answer! I have seven apples,
seven oranges and seven bananas. How many fruits do I have in total? Hurry up! Answer me
quickly!
Wilfred : This is addition! It's not a triple multiplication table!
Miss Trunchbull: You!... You filthy boil! You mushroom head! Are you testing me? Triple
multiplication table of course! There are three separate fruit groups and seven fruits in each
group! Three times seven is twenty-one! You stinking artichoke root! I'll give you another chance!
I've got eight walnuts, eight wild hazelnuts, and eight shell-brained fools like you! Tell me, how
many fruits do I have with peel?
Wilfred: Wait! I need to count! (He starts counting with his fingers.)
Miss Trunchbull: You popped pimple! You wormy cheddar cheese! This is not addition! You will
crash! The answer is three times seven! Seven times three or what? What's the difference
between the two? Tell me, you Watermelon head! Don't look at me like a banana! You fish-
brained tortoise!
(Trunchbull comes to Wilfred in two steps, grabs him and turns him around)
Miss Trunchbull: Seven times three is the same as three times seven; The answer is twenty one!
Let me check again!
(Meanwhile, Matilda focuses on the chalk and it rises into the air
Miss Trunchbull: You!... You filthy boy! You mushroom head! Are you testing me? Triple
multiplication table of course!
You stinking artichoke root!
I'll give you another chance! I've got eight walnuts, eight wild hazelnuts, and eight shell-brained
fools like you! Tell me, how many fruits do I have with peel?
Wilfred: Wait! I need to count! (He starts counting with his fingers.)
Miss Trunchbull: You popped pimple! You wormy cheddar cheese! This is not addition you
Watermelon head! Don't look at me like a banana! You fish-brained tortoise!
(Trunchbull comes to Wilfred in two steps, grabs him and turns him around)
Miss Trunchbull: The next time when I test you I will get the correct answers do you understand?
Wilfred: Ye Ye Yess ma’am.
(Meanwhile, Matilda focuses on the chalk and it rises into the air.)
Narrator 1: Things are not going well as usual. Matilda comes to the help her friends in time of
need. She moves the chalk with her superior ability. Writes AGATHA on the board. Trunchbull is
surprised and angry. Whoever is making this joke will be punished. She leaves Wilfred at his
desk and shouts;
Miss Trunchbull: What is this nonsense? Who writes this? Who is doing this?
(The chalk continues to write.)
AGATHA, I AM MAGNUS.
Miss Trunchbull: No! It can't be! It can't be Magnus!
I AM REALLY MAGNUS, YOU BETTER BELIEVE.
(Miss Honey looks at Matilda, who sits motionless on her bench with her back straight, lips
pursed, and eyes bright as stars.)
AGATHA, PAY JENNY HER SALARY, GIVE JENNY THE HOUSE, IF YOU DON'T DO THESE, I
WILL COME AND GET YOU, I AM WATCHING YOU, AGATHA! MY EYES ARE ON YOU
AGATHA!
(The chalk stops writing, hovers for a few seconds, then falls to the ground and breaks. Miss
Trunchbull collapses.)
Wilfred: Miss Trunchbull has fallen! Miss Trunchbull is on the floor!
(Miss Honey kneels down next to her.)
Miss Honey: She fainted! Sarah, Prudence, Lavender, go get the nurse
(The children go out.)
Nigel: My father always says you should pour cold water on the face of someone who has
fainted. (And he pours the jug over Trunchbull's head, no one objects.)
(Miss Honey embraces little Matilda and kisses her.)

SCENE 3(HOME)
NARRATOR 2: After that day, Miss Trunchbull mysteriously disappears. She has vanished into
thin air, so to speak. And after that, Miss Honey, the legal heir, moves into the red brick house.
Matilda goes and has a cup of tea with Miss Honey every day after school. The relationship
between them is one beyond teacher-student love. They became close friends. When Matilda
goes to her house with Miss Honey after another evening they spent together, she sees everyone
packing their belongings into suitcases in a hurry.
NARRATOR 1: Everything is everywhere. She can't make sense of what's happening. She is
surprised, it would be appropriate to say that her mouth is left open when she sees what she
sees; We don't know if she swallowed her little tongue... However, it is certain that something is
not right. This is as plain as the nose on your face. Here you go.
(Matilda goes ahead and enters through the threshold. As soon as she enters, she freezes. Miss
Honey is looking through the doorway.)
Matilda: What's going on here? Dad, where are we going?
Mr. Wormwood:To the airport and then we’ll fly to Spain! Everyone is ready except you! And
where are you until this hour? Pack your things, come on!
Micheal: We're leaving now! We got to go.
Matilda: So when will we be back?
Mrs. Wormwood: We're not coming back here again, Matilda. Don't even think about it!
Miss Honey (surprised and angry): Mr and Mrs Wormwood, what's going on here? You can't take
Matilda and leave like that.
Mr. Wormwood: Mind your own business and stop dealing with ours.
Mrs. Wormwood: It would be better for you to keep your nose out of everything, little lady. Know
your limits. We don't have time for you right now.
(They continue to prepare, ignoring Miss Honey. Matilda takes a few steps back and goes to Miss
Honey.)
Matilda (in a tearful voice): They're leaving, Miss Honey! They've all lost their minds! We are
going to Spain in half an hour, can you believe it?!
Miss Honey: Yes, I heard Matilda, going to Spain and never coming back... To be honest, I'm not
surprised by this situation at all.
Matilda: So what? Did you know they were going?
Miss Honey (angry): Of course I didn’t know, but I'm not surprised, because of your father’s
dishonest jobs. Everyone in the village knows that your father sells stolen cars. He repairs them ,
changes them come to him from all over the country. He was changing their license and sells
them illegally. I guess someone reported your father and the police want to arrest him.
Matilda: I don't want to go with them! Please! I want to stay here with you, live with you!
Miss Honey: But I can't take you away from your mother and father, they have the right to take
you away. My dear, I'm sorry.
Matilda:. What if they let me stay with you? Mom dad! Can I stay here with Miss Honey? Please
say yes! Please!
Micheal: Good idea!
Mr. Wormwood: What? Hmm, well let me think…
Mrs. Wormwood: This will be put in the back seat, there's no room left in the trunk.
Miss Honey: I would love to take Matilda with me. I will happily take care of her, and I will cover
all her expenses, and not a single penny will come out of your pocket.
Mrs. Wormwood: Come on Harry, if she wants to stay then let her, one less mouth to fill.
Mr. Wormwood: I'm in a hurry, I have to catch the plane. If she wants, let her stay here. I don’t
bother about her. Finally we got rid of her.
(Matilda throws herself into Miss Honey's arms, meanwhile the engine starts) and as the car
speeds away, Michael is the only one waving, the others don't even look back.
Narrator 3: From that day on, Matilda and Miss Honey lived a very, very happy life. And like many
stories, this story has a happy ending.
Every story is a light, says the writer. Stories shed light on our path and our lives. They turn dark
nights into bright days, make them bloom and crown. Stories sprinkle cool water on our soul, and
soothe us...
And Matilda was just a step away from her brightest days.
Thank you for watching our game. and pardon us for any slips of our tongues.