|Written by Rabbi Richard Agler and Cantor Stephanie Shore|
|Scene 1 - Prologue/Opening|
|Dorthesther enters from one side of stage; Mother and Father enter from other side of stage. Dorthesther throws down the books she is carrying.|
Dorthesther: That's it. I've had it with all this studying and memorizing. I don't want to go to Hebrew School anymore… Not now, not never.
|Mother*: Now, now dear. You know it's important. It's one of the ways that we pass our religion from one generation to the next and anyhow everyone here in Judea has a Bat Mitzvah.|
*Mother is played by actress who later appears as Witch of the East.
|Dorthesther: Well as far as I'm concerned, it's about time to have a generation gap… I don't see the point. I wanna be like all the other girls at my regular school. They don't have to learn Hebrew or study Torah. They just want to learn how to do their makeup.
|Father**: Your mother is right, dear. We Jews have always believed that studying torah is a great blessing. Besides, you can't have your Baa-aaat Mitzvah… I mean, Bat Mitzvah… unless you study Torah.|
|*Father is played by actor who later appears as Dr. DillyDally.
|Dorthesther: What happened to your voice just now?
|Dorthesther: Your voice… you said Baa-aaat Mitzvah.
|Father: Oh, it's just foreshadowing, dear. Don't pay any attention to it.|
|Mother: Now march right into your room and start studying, young lady…|
|Dorthesther: (Exasperated) Mother… you can be such a witch sometimes!
|Mother and Father exit. Dorthesther crosses stage and sings.|
|Dorthesther finishes song while spinning in circles. She grows dizzy.|
|Dorthesther: Ohhhhhhh… I shouldn't turn around like that… I'm really dizzy. Oy vey. The whole room feels like it's spinning.|
|She drops to her knees, holding her head.|
|Scene 2 - Pershkinland|
|Lights dim during cyclone music. Pershkins (Munchkins) enter and circle around Dorthesther, waving their arms and shouting out "Secular" intermittently in a barrage of sound. All at once they stop – still in a circle around Dorthesther. When the music and shouting stop, they back away upstage. Dorthesther rises to her feet, looks to her left and to her right.|
|Dorthesther: Oh my. I've got a feeling I'm not in Judea anymore. And it doesn't look much like Boca, either. Where am I?|
|Glashti enters and moves to center stage with Dorthesther.|
|Glashti: Why, you're in PersOZ, dear. Anyone around here knows that.
|Dorthesther: But that's just the point. I'm not from around here. Where's the deli? Where's the butcher? Where's the temple? And who are you?|
|Glashti: I'm Glashti. The Good Witch of the North.
|Dorthesther: You can't be a witch. Witches are old and ugly… But you're beautiful.|
|The Pershkins laugh.|
|Glashti: Thank you, dear. The King – who is also a very powerful Wizard - used to tell me that, too, when I lived in the Emerald City.|
|Dorthesther: You lived with the King? How do you get a job like that?|
|Glashti: Well, the beauty part doesn't hurt… But it didn't last. The King – his real name is Ahashverosh, but hardly anybody can pronounce it - wanted me to come down to the throne room to do some sort of silly dance for him, but I was too busy doing my makeup, so I told him no. Then he banished me and I had to come here – to Pershkinland… which if you don't mind my saying so is a pretty big step down from the castle.|
|Dorthesther: Oh, so that's the name of this place. Pershkinland.|
|Glashti: Right. So now that you know who I am, who are Jew? Er, I mean, you?|
|Dorthesther: Is it that obvious?|
|Glashti: That six-pointed star you're wearing on your jumper is a pretty big clue. (Pause) You might as well make yourself at home. I think you'll find that the natives are friendly.|