Beatrix's Comedic Monologue from "Promedy"

Breakdown of Beatrix's Explanation of Prom

From the play, Promedy, which is published Eldridge Plays and written by Wade Bradford, Beatrix Holiday delivers a comedic monologue about prom. After her "ex-friend" deviously cancels the prom, Beatrix decides to find a way to bring back the end of the year dance. In this monologue, Beatrix explains to her fellow student why prom means so much to her. 


Beatrix is a 17-year old senior in high school and president of the student body. In this monologue, she describes herself as a "plain, frumpy, book-wormish, soon-to-be librarian."

She uses self-deprecating humor throughout the monologue, saying:

"It may be the only chance I'll ever have to dance with a boy. Maybe I'll never have someone get down on their knee and offer me a diamond ring. Maybe I'll never walk down the aisle with a smug look of bridal triumph. But it is my have one night of Cinderella magic. Even if we have to go with our cousin, or our gay best friend from tap class."

Use of Exaggeration 

In describing the importance of prom, Beatrix says:

"There are only a few things in life that are guaranteed to be glorious and memorable and sparkling with gowns and cummerbunds...Think of the unlucky grown-ups and the elderly who lament the day they decided not to go to the Prom. It is a key ingredient to a happy and meaningful life."

Any person who has gone through high school can relate to this dramatized dream of prom, but also knows the triviality of it all in the grand scheme of life. Most likely jokes aimed at adults or even self-aware high schoolers, Beatrix's exaggerated ideals of prom poke fun at prom culture and all its hype.

Hyberbolic Metaphor

Probably her most hilarious exaggerated claim, Beatrix declares that:

"Prom is short for Promenade, a slow, gentle walk through a shady glen, and this beloved ceremony symbolizes our journey from the shadows of adolescence to the bright sunshine of the adult world with all its freedoms."

Although a poetic comparison, Beatrix's metaphor is nothing short of hyperbolic and gives unwarranted gravitas to the idea of prom.