Hi! I wrote this as part of a 10th grade History project in 1998. We were assigned certain periods in history, and I got the World of War—1910 to 1950. I got to choose eight famous people who lived during that time to come to a dinner party. I chose Queen Elizabeth Bowes-Lyon, Czar Nicholas II of Russia, Emperor Hirohito of Japan, Agatha Christie, Amelia Earhart, Anne Frank, Mao Zedong, and Albert Einstein. We all had to write a dialogue of what these people would say to each other, and this is what I came up with:
Queen: I just hate it the way people think that royalty's lives are so perfect.
Czar: You can say that again! Our lives are even more difficult.
Queen: We're the ones who have to deal with wars and depressions and crazy terrorists.
Czar: I always have to worry about those Bolsheviks. (jokingly) What with the revolution and everything, I'm likely to be assassinated one of these days.
Queen: Don't joke about things like that!
Hirohito: (to Nicholas) What are you complaining about? At least you have power. I hardly ever got to rule.
Czar: Hey, you can have Russia if you want her! I give up! We'll switch places: I take Japan and you'll take Russia.
Queen: Wait, wait, wait! You can't do that!
Hirohito: Why not?
Queen: Because, well, it's just not done. And Uncle Nicky doesn't know how to speak Japanese.
Hirohito: He wouldn't have to! No one listens to me anyway! Just look at World War II. I said we shouldn't get involved, but who listens to the Emperor?
Czar: Speaking of royalty's drawbacks, what about the Titanic? That was surely a tragic occurrence.
Queen: And a shameful one, too. We were all so embarrassed after praising it as the 'unsinkable ship.' But oh my, that was a while back.
Christie: I've found air travel has gotten so dull. There's no adventure left in it nowadays.
Amelia: That's the farthest thing from the truth! Right now I'm planning a 27,000 mile flight around the world. No one has ever attempted to circle the globe at the equator before.
Anne: How exciting! Are you flying solo?
Amelia: No. Fred Noonan is going with me. He's one of the world's best aerial navigators.
Queen: Are you sure you ought to go? After all, it must be very dangerous. You don't want to be kidnapped by the Japanese or anything unpleasant like that.
Amelia: I can handle it. What kind of life would it be if one never took any risks? Someday, people will find it easy to fly around the world. So I think all long distance flights are important and will help lead to that day.
Anne: Have you ever crashed your plane?
Amelia: Plenty of times, but you should never give up, especially when men think they can do a job better than you.
Anne: You must have a glamorous life, just like all the movie stars.
Amelia: No, I'm just a normal American girl. Pilots may be famous, but we don't make that much money.
Queen: Dame Agatha, I want to tell you how much I enjoyed your book Ten Little Indians.
Christie: Thank you; it was a very difficult book to write. I had to kill off ten people without making it seem too obvious who the killer was. When I adapted it for the stage, I made two of the characters innocent so there would be someone left to explain the story. "One little Indian boy left all alone. He got married and then there were none."
Anne: Are you a writer?
Christie: I write detective stories mainly.
Anne: I want to be a writer one day. Do you think I have a chance?
Christie: When I finished my first novel, a friend of mine gave me some advice. He told me to cut out moralizations, for nothing is more boring to read. And he said to leave my characters alone, so that they could speak for themselves. You should never tell them what they ought to say or explain to the reader what they mean. That is for the reader to decide. And there was too much plot in my first novel.
Anne: What was the first book you ever had published?
Christie: It was The Mysterious Affair at Styles, starring Hercule Poirot. I didn't make him young enough, though. He must be over a hundred by now.
Anne: Oh, dear!
Christie: Yes, I should have started over with a younger detective, but at the time I didn't realize that I'd be writing for the rest of my life.
Queen: I'd love to hear about your travels, Dame Agatha. Have you ever visited the Middle East?
Christie: Certainly. I remember one place in particular. It was the shrine of Sheikh Adi in Northern Iraq, and we went there on my first visit to Mosul. I knew it in its days of innocence, before it became a tourist attraction. It was very peaceful sitting under the rustling trees, and the Yezidees were very kind. They're devil worshippers, you know. The Peacock Angel, Lucifer, is the object of their worship.
Queen: We went to Africa for some big game shooting one holiday. I bagged a rhinoceros, a buffalo, an antelope, and some others, too, but I can't remember them now. And Bertie shot an elephant in Uganda whose tusks weighed ninety pounds apiece! Mind you, some of the tribal dances we saw were very strange. All in all, what a lovely trip it was, in 1925.
Hirohito: Nineteen twenty-five? That was about the time I married Princess Nagako.
Queen: You won't believe what's happened to poor Diana.
Hirohito: I hope she's all right?
Queen: She was killed last year in a car accident.
Mao: Unless I'm mistaken, we're only supposed to discuss events that happened between 1910 and 1950.
Queen: You're quite right. I'm dreadfully sorry.
Czar: Good call, Mao.
Mao: Someday, the capitalist system of government will collapse. Then the poor will revolt against their oppressors, doing away with private ownership of land and businesses. Equality. Abundance. That is what is important.
Queen: But we have no problem with our economy. There's no need for socialism in England.
Mao: You have a wealthy upper class living by the labor of the poor! You have inequalities, injustices.
Queen: What opportunities have the people in China? None—they're all poor! You seek equality by putting everyone in poverty?
Mao: Once my plan 'The Great Leap Forward' is in action, there will be no more hunger. Our economy will thrive!
Queen: (murmuring) I wish Sun Yat Sen had stayed in office.
Einstein: (to Hirohito) All mass is concealed energy, and all energy is liberated. Thus, the photons of the photoelectric effect are just particles which have lost their mass and are traveling at the speed of light in the form of energy.
Hirohito: Have you tried the fillets of sole? I hear it's quite good.
Einstein: While energy below the speed of light has been transformed by its slowing down. This has had the effect of congealing it into matter. And did you know that the mass of a body moving at any velocity is its mass at rest divided by the square root of 1-V^2/C^2?
Hirohito: I had no idea.
Einstein: Well, then! That brings me to another formula, E = MC^2, which states that the energy contained in matter is equal in ergs to its mass in grams multiplied by the square of the velocity of light in centimeters per second.
Hirohito: (yawning) How very interesting.
Einstein: And this helped scientists to understand atomic energy and nuclear fission. If the nucleus of a heavy atom can be split into two parts, the mass of its two fragments will be less than that of the original nucleus. The energy released will be this minute mass multiplied by the square of the speed of light. The destruction of Nagasaki and Hiroshima demonstrates my equation.
Hirohito: You mean to say that you're responsible for the invention of nuclear weapons?
Einstein: Well, no. I wouldn't say that, exactly.
Hirohito: Do you realize that my country was bombed in World War II? In Hiroshima and Nagasaki, millions of civilians died because of you and your theory of relativity!
Queen: Gentlemen, please. I don't want to hear anymore bickering.
(Servant brings in dessert and carries away their empty dishes.)
Amelia: I'm just fascinated by the differences among people all over the world. You see, knowing other cultures is the first step toward preventing conflict.
Mao: But conflict is inevitable.
Amelia: Not necessarily. I firmly believe that we can prevent war. If only people could understand other cultures—
Einstein: Try telling that to Hitler!
Anne: You can't tell that to Hitler—he's not a person!
Einstein: You're right. Hitler is less than a person—he's a bloody, god damn tyrant!
Anne: We had to flee to Holland two years ago. We had to go into hiding to escape the concentration camps.
Einstein: You see what I mean? Hitler must be destroyed! I can't wait until the Allies finally beat him. Meanwhile, innocent people suffer and go into hiding.
Anne: It's not that bad. Well, except for Mrs. Van Daan, and Mr. Dussel, and mummy's nagging me, and Pim not understanding me, and the same old food day after day…
Hirohito: What is a séance party, anyway?
Christie: It's where we all sit around a table and the medium summons a spirit who gives messages to people at the séance.
Queen: Oh! What happened to the lights? It's getting dark.
Mao: Don't we need a medium?
Amelia: Oh, no! All the lights just went out!
Queen: It's a sign! Oh, Lord, have mercy on us!
Einstein: This is all a bunch of rubbish.
Anne: What was that? I heard a creak.
Einstein: It's your imagination.
Czar: I daresay—the Queen has gone into a trance! Good heavens, child. Are you all right?
Queen: My name is not Elizabeth. It is…Little Emma, and I have a message for one of those present.
All: (whispering) Oh, my God! …Who is it? …It's me, I know it's for me! …Gott im Himmel!
Queen: You will ask an old friend to help you in the dark days ahead. I hear you speak these words, "In this serious moment, I appeal to you to help me…I foresee that very soon I shall be overwhelmed by the pressure forced upon me and be forced to take extreme measures…I beg you in the name of our old friendship to do what you can."
Amelia: How very impressive!
Queen: Wait! Little Emma has more to say. "Our long proved friendship must succeed, with God's help, in avoiding bloodshed. I put all my trust in God's mercy." So these things have been proclaimed, so they will come to pass.
(All is quiet for a few seconds, and then Little Emma continues…)
Queen: Little Emma has another message for someone here. Up in the sky—it's a bird, it's a plane, no, it's—disaster! I see a doomed soul hovering between heaven and earth. Drifting toward the Pacific Ocean faster and faster in a fiery fury…um…that's all Little Emma can think of for the moment.
Mao: (whispering to Hirohito) I get the feeling Her Royal Highness is just making all this up.
Hirohito: I think so, too.
Queen: There is a young soul, too. I feel her presence among us. But I fear she has not long to live—the world is cruel and unmerciful, blind to her suffering. Her death will anger millions; her story will live on forever. "In spite of everything, I still believe that mankind is really good at heart."
(Lights come back on. The Queen looks dazed and confused.)
Queen: Oh, well. I expect this séance business is just a sham. However, I prefer to have an open mind about it.
Agatha: Hey! You didn't say anything about me!
Czar: Me, either!
Queen: Yes, I did!
Mao: How would you know that? You said it was all just a sham!