Theory of Flight

Until 31.December.2025. schools are welcome to use this piece in their curriculum, in the classroom or to stage it, free of charge. Can contact sancassimally@blueyonder.co.uk

San Cassimally
5 min readNov 25, 2024

A dramatised fable

Eagle in full flight (photo courtesy Greg John Unsplash)

Theory of Flight a dramatised fable by San Cassimally

TORTOISE, DOG, CAT, FROG, ELEPHANT, MONKEY, EAGLE, FISH. BEE IS INVISIBLE. FISH IS IN THE POND.

CHORUS

’Twas Tortoise who set the cat among the pigeons

Eating scraps in the Square with the three public Johns

But strangely, these sociable fliers kept pecking

Unperturbed, the commotion ignoring.

But whilst the city sleeps soon after midnight

With not a single human or child in sight

Some of our feathered friends and four-legged beasts

Would descend upon the Square for a midnight feast

To socialise, enjoy the night air and perchance

Indulge in some chin wag or a little dance.

Since the town was located next to a forest

Came creatures from the tamest to the wildest.

ENTER TORTOISE, DOG, CAT, FROG, ELEPHANT, MONKEY, EAGLE. BEE IS INVISIBLE BUT CAN BE HEARD HUMMING.

ALL:

Hullo Bee, we can hear but not see you

Why don’t you simply come into view?

BEE:

I live in constant danger of the swat

But though unseen I’m always ready for a chat.

TORTOISE:

Dreamt last night that I was high in the sky

And have since had the obsession to fly.

LION: ( condescending)

But my most dearly beloved slow poke

You flying must be something of a joke

Cats don’t bark and canines don’t purr

Have you seen a serpent garbed in fur?

Do mice lay eggs, do fishes climb trees

Does the elephant? Do donkeys?

So why oh why does Tortoise want to fly?

TORTOISE:

Because I want to, tell me why I cant

Convince me and I shall my wish recant

LION:

Legs, baby, legs. Yours are short and fat

You need powerful legs, no doubt ‘bout that.

You’ve all seen me jump, high and big distances

The poor impala or the buck have no chances.

I ‘m perched on a rock and catch sight of my prey

I take a deep breath and am on my way

I leap into the air, defying gravity

I fly forward towards lunch without pity

He bleeds and quick I end his misery

I only do it because I have to you see.

Like all of us here to survive I need to eat

And a carnivore requires red meat

And my strong legs, I readily certify

Are the only things what permit me to fly

ALL:

Legs baby, legs.

ELEPHANT:

Meaning no offense, Sir Lion is wrong

Me too have legs that are known to be strong

But it is my considered opinion

That they do not enter the equation

As you know, big as I am, I too can fly

I achieve this by flapping my two ears

I’ve been doing this for a number of years.

The secret is take deep breath and close one eye

And flap your ears and then you too can fly.

ALL:

That’s not worth tuppence

It don’t make sense.

Nobody has ever seen you in the air.

ELEPHANT:

No, but I imagine I am, that’s all I care.

ALL:

Come off it Trunky, that’s not flying, that’s a scam.

ELEPHANT:

My fellow beasts, I think, therefore I am.

ALL:

He thinks, therefore he is!

FROG:

Listen to my ha’pennyworth denizens please

As you’ve witnessed many a time

I am quite an accomplished flyer I’m

And I’ll instruct Tortoise on how I do it

So he can learn to fly like a peewit.

All you need is a good singing voice

Like the one in which I rejoice.

I clear my throat, gather my notes and semitones

Make sure that fine-tuned are my muscles and bones

Then full of self-belief and hope

I take a deep breath and emit my croak

I make a prayer and close one eye

One two three, and am in the air and I fly

ALL:

He’s up in the air and he flies.

MONKEY:

It’s all lies

You can’t fly with legs not your croak or with ears

Lion cannot fly, he jumps, nor can Elephant my dears

Frog’s a no-hoper just a part-time hopper

We’re the only ones with the gift of flight

To fly you need four hands, two left two right.

And you need a tail to steer or else you veer.

You seize a branch with your two front hands

And hurl yourself for’ad no wings no wands

Much more than flight, it’s an elegant dance.

All:

When you put it this way…

It must be as you say.

CAT:

To fly properly, you need a sense of smell

I sniff rodent and my stomach swells

Thus mad with hunger I defy gravity

Discarding all sentiments of pity

I find I can fly through the air

Using my flair to locate my victim’s lair.

So dear friends this is the reason why

You need a good nose and little else to fly.

ALL:

Nose baby, nose

Now everyone knows.

CAT:

(Teasing)

Dog barks, dog fights and bites

But when it comes to flights…

DOG:

(Angry)

Fly? Why should I?

I hate flies!

CAT:

(Teasing)

He hates flies but he loves fleas

ALL:

Cat please please please

Don’t open up canine-feline chasm

Please rein in your sarcasm.

FISH:

My good friends, you’ve got theories galore

But there is one thing you seem to ignore

What makes flying possible is invisible

The contributing factor comes from outside

Look at me_ it can’t be denied

That I have no legs, no hands, no sense of smell

I have no tail, no ears that you can tell

Although I do detect vibrations

So how do I manage flying operations?

Remember the famous Greek bather

Who popped out dripping with lather

Out of his tub shouting Eureka

Thanking the good lord our maker

For revealing to him the laws

A body in water is pushed up by a force

At a rate equal to that of his own weight?

We learn to channel this god-given gift

And it permits us our body to lift

Out of the water and rise to a great height

Filling our heart with rapt delight.

And that’s the true secret of flying

ALL:

It’s clear Fish ain’t lying

LION:

We’ve heard the views of canine and feline

But not yet from top flier, the aquiline.

Pray Eagle share with us your opinion

On that matter now dividing our nation.

You can outfly even me, with your great wings

You and your ilk are the flying kings.

EAGLE:

Wings, you say? They’re our worst impediment

The bane of us fliers, the embodiment

And generator of our worst torment

A curse, a wretched spoke in our wheel

They blow you off course, make you reel.

They get in the way, they make you sway

To one side when you want the other

Aye, they’re such a bother.

You’ve seen how we have to struggle to rein them in

We need all our energy to keep flappin’.

We owe our flying ability to our talons

They’re worth more than millions.

Because they grip our prey so firmly

Ensuring that we’ll end up with a full belly

This and nought else gives us the ability

To ride the thermals and defy gravity.

And I don’t promise that in a fit of rage

I won’t one day rip off that winged appendage.

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San Cassimally
San Cassimally

Written by San Cassimally

Prizewinning playwright. Mathematician. Teacher. Professional Siesta addict.

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