Setting: An old, rustic bar at the edge of the world, where rivers go to reminisce.
Act 1:
(The Volta River is sitting at the bar, sipping on a glass of clear, pristine water. The Snake River slithers in, ordering a muddy whiskey.)
Snake River: (with a rugged drawl) Well, if it isn’t The Volta River, the power source of Ghana. What brings you to these parts?
Volta River: (with a gentle flow) Just passing through, reminiscing about the old days, before the dam and the reservoir changed my course.
Snake River: (laughs) Change, huh? I’ve seen plenty of that. From the Native American legends to the gold rush adventurers, my banks have seen it all.
(They clink glasses, the sound echoing like water droplets in a cave.)
Act 2:
(The conversation turns to their current struggles.)
Volta River: (sighs) These days, it’s all about energy. Hydroelectric power, they say. I power cities, but at what cost?
Snake River: (gruffly) You think you’ve got it bad? Dams, pollution, endangered salmon runs… My once bountiful waters are a shadow of their past.
Volta River: (nods) We’ve both been shaped by the hands of time and humans, haven’t we?
(A moment of silence as they reflect on their shared fate.)
Act 3:
(Suddenly, a heated argument breaks out between two local streams at the other end of the bar.)
Snake River: (standing up) Looks like trouble’s brewing. Reminds me of the feuds back in the Wild West.
Volta River: (calmly) Let’s show them how rivers resolve conflicts—with patience and a steady flow.
(The Volta River and the Snake River, personified as wise old patrons, walk across the room towards two quarreling streams)
Volta River: (with a calm and deep voice) “Peace, young streams. What turmoil stirs your waters on such a fine eve?”
Snake River: (with a smooth and serpentine tone) “Indeed, why let these rapids of discord disrupt the harmony of nature’s tavern?”
Volta River: (placing a comforting eddy around them) “Might and clarity are but droplets in the vastness of the ocean. Together, you are stronger.”
Snake River: (coiling around the argument) “Look at us, old and different in our ways, yet we carve the earth side by side.”
Volta River: “Let your waters mingle. Share your journey, and you’ll find that in unity, your strengths are magnified.”
Snake River: “So, set aside this squabble. Join currents and flow as one, for the river that flows together, thrives together.”
(The streams, taking in the wisdom, begin to calm, their waters mixing into a gentle dance.)
Volta River: (nodding with approval) “Now, let’s drink to new friendships and the confluence of paths.”
Snake River: (raising a glass filled with clear water) “To the streams, may your confluence be as smooth as the finest spirits served here.”
Act 4:
(As the streams reconcile, the bar returns to a peaceful state, with the sound of laughter blending with the harmonious flow of water.)
Snake River: (chuckles) Well, that was refreshing. Nothing like a good brawl to get the sediment stirring.
Volta River: (smiling) Indeed. But let’s leave the brawling to the streams. We have histories to preserve and futures to shape.
-End
(They return to their drinks, the bond between them stronger than ever.)
This play symbolizes the enduring strength and challenges faced by these great rivers, blending their rich histories into a narrative of camaraderie and resilience.