- Write a dialogue between a mother and daughter regarding prom and its relevant extravagance. In your dialogue include the following:
- The importance of prom
- Its extravagance
- Affiliation of teenagers with prom
Mother: (angry, red in the face) You cannot go to this prom and that’s final!
Daughter: (going red) Why don’t you let me? What is the problem with me going to the prom? All my friends are going and as far as I know, none of them had this argument with their mothers!
Mother: (sighs) You are different from your friends. And besides we’re going to the ‘Welcome to the Neighbourhood Party’ tomorrow, at the Smiths place.
Daughter: (shouting in temper) I don’t want to go to a grown-ups party! None of my friends will be there! All of them will be at the prom!
Mother: (breaths deeply) Why is this prom so important to you?
Daughter: (sighs and goes red in the face) There’s this boy I like, Trevor. He….he asked me to go to the prom with him and of course, I said yes. Mom….no listen! I’ve liked this boy since grade 3 and now I finally have the chance to be with the man of my dreams….
Mother: (giggling) And why don’t I know of this Trevor character?
Daughter: (blushing) I didn’t want you to about him unless he asked me out so….
Mother: But even then, I don’t know if I can let you go.
Daughter: (sighing) Mom, this prom, it shows how mature you are and how much control you have over your life. This is why it is important. (Blushing again) And the reason….
Mother: (feeling temper rising) But it’s way too expensive! The dresses are expensive, as well as the shoes! I think its pointless because of it’s extravagance. Yes it is very extravagant. And the way I see it, you’ve got to spend a lot of money to make an impression on the other guy. I don’t have money for-
Daughter: (cuts in angrily) But don’t you see? I can wear your old dress that you wore when you went to the prom with Dad!
Mother: (suspicious) How do you know about that?
Daughter: (staring at the floor) I went through your drawer. Found pictures of you and Dad. That’s hw you met, right?
Mother: (sighs) Yes. That’s how me and your Dad met. It was a wonderful night. I still remember it so well. (Lost in thought) I still remember how your Dad muddled up out orders at Big Belly Burgers. (Giggles)
Daughter: But can’t I have the same night as you? You went to it and now you’re stopping me from going. I already said yes to Trevor, you know? I’ve loved him practically my whole life. And this prom was the only chance I had….
Mother: Okay. You can go and you can wear my old dress t the prom. I’m pretty sure that it would fit you.
Daughter: (crying happily, hugs her mother) I love you sometimes, did you know?
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