The Dove and the Crow
Synopsis: Ling Bok, a peaceful Tai Chi master and
teacher, beloved of all who meet him is confronted by an angry young woman, Mai
Fong who trusts no one due to her sordid past.
It appears she has a painful secret that is slowly destroying her. Through his patience and unconditional love,
he unveils her dark past and love starts to take root.
~*~CAST~*~
Ling
Bok:
Jemma
Bok: (his mom)
Lee
Bok: (his dad)
Bai
Bok: (his grandma)
Wei
Bok: (his grandpa)
Mai
Fong/Bok:
Tai
Fong: (her mother)
Chen
Fong: (her grandmother)
Zan
Fong:
Piper
Bok: (daughter to be)
Counselor
Tiffany Dallas:
Mean
Girl Deborah Fine:
Minion
Girl Stephanie Banks:
Lina
Greene: (trans student)
‘Stop living someone else’s life. Start by living your own.’—Aryan to Gaurav,
Fan
‘Give
me some sunshine, give me some rain, give me another chance, I wanna grow up
once again.’—Lyrics to ‘Give me Some Sunshine’ from 3 Idiots
Scene 1—The Hidden Shame
Mai: (sweetly, in
a bubbly manner, waving) Bye mom, grandma
!
Tai: Why don’t you
say goodbye to your dad’s photo on the windowsill.
Mai: (annoyed,
getting ruffled) Why do I have to say
goodbye to him every time I leave ?
Mom, he’s gone. You remember, the coward killed
himself.
Chen: Mai, have
respect for the dead ! Death comes to
us all, and it might come for you sooner if you don’t show some homage to it
!
Mai: (growls,
gritted teeth) Fine. Goodbye, dad.
Chen: Have a splendid
day, Mai.
Mai: (comes to
kiss her grandma and then her mom before leaving) I will.
(narrating) Mom
and grandma never knew that before dad committed suicide he tried forcing me to
have sex with him. I always trusted my
dad but when I turned 18, something switched over in my dad’s mind. He became lustful. He turned into a monster I didn’t
recognize. He told me never to tell
anyone or he’d have me killed. He felt
so much remorse that he left home and shot himself. I honestly, regretfully was glad he blew his
brains out. I never wanted to see him
after that and was happy he was dead. If
I ever told my mother or grandmother the truth about Zan, they’d probably never
want me in their family again. The shame
hangs about me like an ornament. I feel
eyes ogling me, judging me, thinking ‘there’s that filthy child’, ‘that loose
girl’. I’ve never even been with a
man. I don’t trust a guy to get close
enough to me, let alone talk to me. All
I have within me is rage and the desire to punch a hole through any wall I see
if anyone even mentions I’m a
lesbian. No one…No one understands
me.
(Later at lunch)
Debbie: Lookie
here, if it isn’t Mai the lesbian !
(laughs) Tell me, have you ever
even had a date ? I’d understand if you couldn’t pick up a date
unless it was already in a box, prewrapped and prepared.
Stephanie:
Burn.
Mai: Shut up,
Debbie. (lying) I’ve had dates. You just don’t know about them.
Debbie: Oh yeah,
when ? Everyone knows you like James
Kirkland. Bitch please. The guy’s the most popular douchebag in
school. It’s not like he’s gonna notice
your flat chest from anywhere. He’s got
more of a chance with this rack. Know
what I’m sayin’ ?
Mai: You’re
stepping on very thin ice, girl.
Stephanie:
(whispering) I think you’ve
provoked her enough, she’s pretty peeved.
Debbie: Steph, I
don’t care. Does it look like I give a
flying frack ? No. Besides, tormenting Mai the loser is way too
much fun. And way too easy.
Stephanie: Tell ya
what, I think you’d have a better chance of getting Lina the Trans to date
you. Who knows what she’s into.
Lina: (rolls eyes)
Don’t listen to her, Mai. She’s
just trying to ruffle your feathers.
Just breathe.
Debbie: Ain’t that
cute. She actually likes you. Heh, you two would make a perfect power
couple. Adorbs ! Hold up, hold up, I need to take a snapchat
of this !
Mai: (slams hands
down on the table and storms up to Debbie)
I told you once, you little bitch.
I am not a lesbian. Lina is my
friend. She has been since grade
school. Leave her out of this. Don’t make me break your face in.
Debbie: You don’t
have the spine.
Mai: Keep tempting
me, we’ll see who has a spine when I’m done.
Steph: (getting nervous) I think you should listen to her.
Debbie: I didn’t
ask you to be my friend so you could think,
Stephanie. I’m the brain, you’re the mascot. You’re just here to help me look even better
than I already do.
Mai: (unleashes
rage, pinning her to the ground)
(A major fight breaks out and Stephanie runs from it,
saving her own hide. The principal
breaks them up and sends Mai to the counsellor.)
Tiffany: Mai, I
don’t understand what led up to this but I’ve come to the conclusion to have
you sent to Tai Chi class. There is an
instructor there that will help you with your anger management.
Mai: What about
Debbie ? She’s the jerk who started the whole thing.
Tiffany: True, and
this isn’t her first fight. She’s being
expelled and kept at home while her parents discipline her.
Mai: (snidely,
satisfied) She got what was coming to
her.
Tiffany:
(reprovingly) We never wish wrong
on others, even though we think they might deserve it. Mai, I know you have a good, big heart, full
of gold. I’m thinking Ling will help you
defeat whatever is at the core of causing your anger.
Mai:
(reluctantly) I’ll do it. (meekly)
I’m touched you believe in me.
Tiffany: Many
people do. Just remember, Ling likes
punctuality. After school, he’ll be
holding Tai Chi class in the gym. 6:00
pm, sharp.
Mai:
(nodding) Understood. (gently) Oh, and thank you for this
opportunity. Sorry I was kind of a jerk
earlier. I didn’t mean anything by
it.
Tiffany: I know
you didn’t. This is a difficult age,
but don’t worry, it gets better. I
should know. I was just like you growing up.
(winks)
Mai: (smiles in
spite of herself and leaves the counsellor’s office)
(Scene fade)
Scene 2—Dancing Before Class
(Ling is dancing to ‘Ohm Shanti’ as sung by Madonna. None of the other students are at the class
yet, Mai sees him and is caught off guard to see someone in traditional dress
dancing so well and fluidly.)
Mai: Impressive.
Ling: (huge
smile) Oh, you think so ? You must be Mai. Mrs. Dallas informed me you’d be coming. You’re very early. I, honestly, am more impressed with you than
you with my dancing ability.
Mai: (laughs)
Still though, you’ve got moves, Ling.
Ling: I like to
dance in my spare time. It’s
freeing. I feel it expresses my
soul.
So what brings you here to my class ?
Mai: You should
know, Ling.
Ling: (chuckles) I
only know so much, my student. (reaches
out to shake her hand) I should’ve given
you a proper greeting.
Mai: (tries not to giggle) Why so formal ?
Ling: My parents
taught me to treat everyone with respect.
Is that so wrong ?
Mai: No, but it’s
hard wrapping my head around a teacher who is not much older than myself.
Ling: (hard, accusing look, but teasingly) What ?
You think I can’t teach you because of my youthful countenance ? Reverse ageism !
Mai: (rolls
eyes) We’ll see how good of a teacher
you are.
Ling: (sensing a
challenge, becomes more robust and confident)
Oh, ho. You will definitely
learn a few things from me, grasshopper.
Mai: (tries not to
burst out laughing)
Ling: Try to
follow my moves.
Mai: Psshht. Child’s play.
Ling: (seeing she’s not really moving fluidly yet) No, no, no.
More gentle, like water.
Mai: Who are you
now, Bruce Lee ?
Ling: (shakes
head) Just try again, Mai. Slower.
(he tries to show her how but she accidentally hits him hard against the
nose)
Mai: (moving away
quickly, with a jerk) I-I…don’t like
being touched.
Ling: Do you want
to talk about that ?
Mai: (tears
stinging her eyes a little) I-I’m not sure.
Ling: It’s alright
if you don’t. I’ll understand. I’ll show you the movement again. Just follow me, ok ?
Mai: (nodding)
Alright.
(They move a bit more fluidly, and before she knows it he
is directing her to be even more limber.
She doesn’t even realize he is guiding her gently with his hands.)
Mai: (blushing hotly)
Ling: (bashfully)
I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me.
Mai: (unable to
look him in the eye) I want to tell you
something but I am afraid.
Ling: Don’t
be. I won’t judge. No one else is here, it’s just us.
Mai: I think I
might…like you quite a bit. My feelings
might be a bit more than like.
Ling:
(gently) When you walked through
those doors, I had to discipline myself not to come to you and whisk you off
your feet into my arms. That would’ve
been unprofessional of me.
Mai: I’ve…been
hiding something for years. My
dad…(starts to break down and cry)
Ling: It’s ok
! Come, sit. (takes a Kleenex and gives it to her, they
sit, she dabs her eyes and blows her nose)
Mai: My dad tried
to rape me when I was 18 but I fought him off.
He was ashamed after that so much so that he took his own life. I never really trusted me after that. I thought they were all scum, after my body
and never anything else.
Ling: How
awful. I’m not like other men,
though. I see your heart. It’s the first thing that caught my eye,
other than the aura you have. You have
so much green, borders of blue, hints of indigo, and a little purple. I even saw a little gold, if you can believe
it. Gold is the highest of
principals. It’s rare, but now I know
why you have it.
Mai: I’ve never
told anyone. Not even my mother. My mom and grand mom, they’d never
understand. It’s been burdening me all
these years. (snivels)
Ling: (sensitively
puts a hand on her shoulder) I think it’d be time to tell them. You can’t just keep this grudge locked up in
your heart.
Mai: I know, but
it’s hard.
Ling: Give
yourself time. I think we should
practice some more. Look, more students
are coming ! I think you’ll find
kindred souls among them.
Mai:
(narrating) When he put his hand
on my shoulder, I felt a jolt inside my heart like nothing I had never felt
before. Love shook me to the core and
wouldn’t let me go. The tears wouldn’t
stop momentarily but with one smile from my teacher, they dried. As soon as I began class with the other
students, the anger I held, the resentment, it began to fade. I knew that in time, as Ling had said, that
I had to let this grudge go.
(scene shift)
Scene 3—Still Too Tense
Mai: (narrating) School had been a bit unnerving for me
recently, so Ling taught me how to meditate in the form of song.
Ling: Oh, it’s so
easy. Just let go, clear your mind of
any distractions.
Mai: Yeah, that
may be simple for you, Mr. Homeschool, but not for me. My mind’s a million places at once.
Ling: Just follow
my lead. (They both sit, lotus style and
he points out what he wants her to do, and sings ‘Meditate’ to her)
Mai:
(narrating) Everything began to
wash away. All the fear, regret, anger,
the knots and tension. Nothing else
mattered. I had peace in the matrix of
my being at long last.
(She sings ‘Like a Chime’)
Ling: You look
completely refreshed.
Mai: You’re an
excellent teacher, Ling.
Ling: I have a
quick study for a student. I know it’s
a bit untoward but I want to take you out to dinner sometime.
Mai: (gasps) I didn’t think instructors could date
students.
Ling: (jesting
with her) Why not ? We’re the same age. Besides, it’s my place, I’m cooking !
Mai: Well, this is
a change. Now I’m intrigued.
Ling: (beams) I make a cuisine that’ll send you to
heaven. Whatever you like. Just let me know what you want and I’ll
pre-prepare.
Mai: I haven’t had
Japanese food in a long time.
Ling: It just so
happens I am not far from an Asian market.
Mai: How
convenient. When do you want me to show
up ?
Ling: It’s the
weekend, how about noon ? We’ll just be
spontaneous for once.
Mai:
Excellent. I’ll look forward to
seeing you, then.
(Scene change)
Scene 4—Ling’s Cuisine
(Mai follows Ling’s directions to his house. His mom, dad, grandpa and grandpa are away
for the time being.)
Ling: We have the
house all to ourselves. Isn’t that
splendid ?
Mai: It’s
perfect. (inhales) It smells heavenly.
Ling: Glad you
like it so far. I took a lot of effort,
but it was more than worth it. Come on,
sit, sit ! (directs her to the table
and seats her)
Mai: How polite
! I feel so pampered.
Ling: (wriggles
eyebrows) You ain’t seen nothin’ yet, Mai.
(Serves her)
Mai: (nearly
drooling) Goodness, this is almost too
stunning to eat ! The smell is
ambrosial, celestial even !
Ling: (sits down right
next to her and places his hand atop hers.
For the first time she doesn’t jerk away. She actually squeezes his hand back) I hope this is to your liking.
Mai: (blowing off her food) I haven’t even had a chance to try it yet,
you silly !
(she does, and nearly melts) Are you a gourmet cook ? This is better than House of Tokyo !
Ling: (a bit shyly)
Heh, I guess being so fascinated with cooking at a young age led me to
become a master in the kitchen. Mom was
more than happy to teach me. I love
creating things for others and watching the fruits of my labor being
savored.
Mai: So, in a way,
you’re also a bit of an alchemist.
Ling: (lightbulb
moment) Yes, I guess so. Looks like the student is superseding the
teacher.
Mai:
(Blushes) Only because he’s such
a grand instructor.
Ling: I’d like to
take you around my neighborhood, to the park.
That is if you want to.
Mai: I love parks,
nature, and all that sort of thing.
Ling: We’re not
too different, really !
Mai:
(narrating) Ling was absolutely
right. Never in my life had I ever felt
so full and comfortable. My heart was
lighter than a feather around him.
Laughter came easily, and I never thought it possible. He had taught me to open up and forget the
past. Through him, I learned not all
men were like my dad, and eventually I came to forgive my dad’s
wrongdoing. Before I knew it, I was
falling in love more and more. Sadly,
college separated us for a while, but I never lost sight of my one true goal;
to become more than Ling’s friend, but his partner forever.
(Scene shift)
Scene 5—Always Transitioning
(We see a sort of clip show of Mai’s life and how she is
transforming. Eventually she graduates
and begins working. She and Ling get
their own places and are moving up in the realm of adulthood. She even sees him after work since she always
has free time to do so.)
Mai: Hey, Ling
! How are you doing ? How are classes going ?
Ling: Superbly as
usual. I opened a reiki/reflexology massage
building not far from here and it’s going great guns. I see that your work keeps you busy too.
Mai: (laughs) Yeah, physical therapy really keeps me in
shape. I don’t even need to go to the
gym !
Ling: I’m thinking
of getting my own place though. I’ve
been saving up and I finally have enough for my own home.
Mai: (pats his
hand) That’s tremendous ! Things are really looking up for you.
Ling: (takes his
hands in hers) I was wondering, though,
if you would want to come along with me.
Mai: (raised
eyebrow) Are you asking me to marry you
?
Ling: (snaps finger) Rats ! Foiled again ! I can’t keep anything from you !
Mai: I can read
you like an open book, Ling Bok ! (she
kisses him, deeply and passionately) Does
that kiss answer your inquiry ?
Ling: (drunken for
a moment) Heavens, yes. Your kiss, though, is better than the finest
wines and sweetest chocolates.
Mai: (laughing)
Your poetry never ceases to sway and stir my heart, darling.
Ling: So, that is
a yes then ? (fishes ring out of his
pocket. It’s her birthstone, pearl, with
two diamonds accenting it.)
Mai: (tears
gathering up in her lacrimal glands) Of course it is, darling.
Ling:
(triumphantly) YES !
(Flash forward to a little Piper listening to her parent’s
‘how I met’ story culminated.)
Mai: That’s how
you came to be, Piper.
Piper: Whatever
happened to that bully though ? You
never mentioned her ever again.
Ling: We see her
at McDonalds every so often.
Piper: That’s so
sad. She didn’t learn from her past
experience, did she ?
Mai:
Unfortunately, she was too set in her old ways. She kept bullying other people, and eventually,
it caught up to her. Others didn’t want
to deal with her cruelty.
Piper: Why are
some people like that ?
Ling:
(shrugs) No one really knows, but
it’s likely she chose to be that way because it suited her best. It gave her the illusion of power.
Mai: I still think
she can change. Maybe someday she’ll
learn.
Ling: That’s what
I love about your mother, Piper. She
sees the best in people no matter what they’ve done.
(He hugs her from the side and kisses her deeply.)
Piper: I choose to
be like both of you, too. Who knows,
maybe your encounters with her might give her incentive.
Ling: (pats Piper’s
head) From the mouths of babes. (he chuckles)
Mai: (narrating)
Even if I didn’t influence Debbie in our meetings, at least I planted
the seed with a simple smile. Piper
does that with everyone she meets, knowing that a gesture of kindness, even
that tiny, can grow in ways we can never fully comprehend. Every day, I learn more from her and more
about myself, as does my beloved, Ling.
We are all doves and crows,
carrying the light and the dark within us.
The only thing is, we can choose
which of the elements we will bear and share and I can see that Piper has
chosen well and will continue choosing well.
(A montage is shown of Mai’s wedding to Ling and they
dance to ‘Mummer’s Dance’ and we see Piper growing up before their eyes into a
remarkable young lady. Behind the
scenes clips are shown, as well as bloopers.
Gratitude given to God above, and those who inspired me, especially the
works of Khalil Gibran.)
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