Readers Theatre: I'm Gonna Pump… You… Up!
Note: Atria is the plural form of Atrium. When Atria is indicated, both the right and the left atrium must speak.
Narrator 2: (Huffing and Puffing). Whew! All this exercise sure gets the old blood pumping.
Narrator 1: Not exactly.
Narrator 2: What do you mean, "not exactly"? My pulse is up there!
Narrator 1: Sure. Your pulse is strong and your blood is flowing but it's your heart that's doing the pumping. Take a look.
Blood: Oh… I'm feeling so empty.
Narrator 2: What's wrong with her? She looks a little blue.
Narrator 1: I think she needs oxygen.
Narrator 2: What can we do?
Narrator 1: We can't do anything. But look who can… (nods/points toward Veins)
Veins: Step aside… step aside. Make way. Blood coming through.
Atria: Oh you veins. You think you're so important. Just because you transport the blood to the heart you think you're so special.
Veins: Well you wouldn't trust just anyone with such precious cargo would you?
Right Atrium: Well you may get the blood here to the right atrium… but I give her a place to stay.
Ventricles: Yah. Until you push her out.
Right Atrium: It's part of the contract. I contract and the blood moves on to you.
Ventricles: That's right. The blood moves on to us. First the blood comes into the right Ventricle…
Atria: And then what do you do?
Right Ventricle: (defensively) I contract. But only to allow the blood to make a brief but important visit to the lungs.
Lung: Over here! I've got oxygen. Come and get it.
Blood: Oh oxygen. I love you. (takes a deep breath).
Left Atrium: Oh Red. It's good to have you back. Perhaps you would prefer a stay on the left side.
Blood: Well perhaps for just a moment.
Left Ventricle: Come on Red. The body can't wait all day. I've gotta get you out there. The rest of the body needs the oxygen and nutrients you're carrying.
Blood: OK. I'm on my way.
Left Atrium: See ya Red.
Left Ventricle: Ready. Lefty here is gonna give a big push and then your off. (Lubb, dubb, Lubb, dubb)
Arteries: Hi Red. It's about time you got here. We've got a big trip ahead.
Blood: Yeah. Where are we off to?
Arteries: Oh you know me. I go everywhere.
All: (waving) See ya around Red.
Arteries: Look out. Coming through. Better nobody get in our way.
Blood: (calls out from a distance) Goodbye..
Created by Maria Carty, 2004