We published a script telling the nativity story with chocolate (now featuring a version with American chocolates) before Christmas and then came across this rather wonderful retelling of the Prodigal Son. Its written by writer Andy Back and you can see the original and more of his writings on his website.
The Prodigal Confectioner
Once upon a time, a farmer had two sons.
One of them was a
Smartie and good looking. His hair was
Curly Wurly with
Highlights,although he was slightly Flakey.
He said to his dad with a Wispa (photo not available) ‘I’d like
to talk to you about a certain
Topic. I feel my life could do with a
Boost, so give me my inheritance.’
His dad tried to
Fudge. ‘You want half of my money?’
‘Yes, Pa,’ replied the son, ‘and half of
Mars.’
Eventually the father agreed, and handed over all his
Bounty. The son did up his Buttons,
put on his
Snickers,
(actually it was a pair of Snickers), left the farm
and went off to spend his dad’s fortune. He took a
Picnic and walked, not waiting for a
Green & Black (photo not available) Double Decker.
It wasn’t long before he found himself in a large city,
in a superb shopping Mall, known as
Quality Street, where some people mocked
and made fun of the shops. They were known as
Malteasers. The farmer’s son also visited a night club where they played music by
M&M and there were
Minstrels playing
Tunes while customers played
Skittles. There were also female dancers known as the
Turkish Delights, and some of them would
Twirl, while others had tummys that could
Ripple. The son enjoyed all these
Revels, and soon his money was spent.
His friends were gone and so was his livelihood.
He finished up as a
Drifter, and took a job working on a pig farm. It was
run by a moaning, complaining old woman who had
no teeth, and she was known as
Wine Gums. The boy had to
Lion the ground to sleep, making his pillow from
leafy branches with not too many
Twix.
He was peckish and got the
Munchies and ended up longing to
Chomp on the pig’s food, which was
Crunchie. But obviously he had to
Chewitt.
Eventually he came to his Senses (photo not available).
He looked up at the
Milky Way (oh, no, sorry)
Milky Way and the Planets (photo not available) and the
Galaxies beyond and repented of his sin.
When he got home, his father forgave him,
welcomed him and decided to have a
Celebration, but his older brother was a right
Wotsit.
by Andy Back © 2001 Children’s Ministry
This may not be reproduced in any form without the written permission of the copyright holder