Choral Speaking
The Moral of Moralities
We, princes and princesses,
Standing here on this exquisite stage,
On this auspicious day,
Crazy we may be,
But immoral we are not,
Is to present a serious issue,
The Moral Of Moralities.
Morality is a standard or principal
Of a good behavior.
Which reminds me,
We forgot something!
Good morning, everyone.
Now, back to morality.
The million ringgit question is,
On which yardstick can we use
To measure the standard of morality?
Can anyone tell us?
What is immoral to me,
Might not be to you,
And what is moral to you
Is not necessarily the same to me.
Some people say,
A good moral behavior
Is this, this, this,
And some say
Is that, that, that.
Some even say,
It is this and that
And that and this.
Hai…(sigh), what a confused world.
Very confused indeed.
Man can never, never, never
Make up one’s mind.
You see, ladies and gentlemen,
One man’s food,
Can be another man’s poison.
What is morality?
Don’t worry, relax and enjoy,
Because we are going
To tell you a story,
And you decide the moral behind it.
Long, long ago, in a galaxy,
On the Planet Naboo,
There lived a beautiful queen.
Her name was Queen Amidala
One day, the queen and her grandmother
Decided to go to town
On a horse.
It was a lovely morning,
The trees were swaying
And the birds were singing.
Suddenly, they saw someone.
Was it a boy? No!
A man? No!
They looked again.
It was…. a woman!
And, she said….
What did she say? Tell us!
She said, “You are immoral.
Have pity on your horse.
The both of you should walk.”
They got down from their horse
And walked slowly.
Then, they heard footsteps
Getting louder, louder, louder.
They looked around,
To their left, to their right,
To their right, to their left,
To their above, to their below,
To their below, to their above.
At once, Anakin Skywalker appeared.
Did he say anything?
He said, “You are immoral.
Have pity on your grandmother.”
Suddenly, there was thunder and lightning,
They saw a small town
And rushed there.
At once, the cock crowed,
(cock cock cock cock…)
The sheep baaaed, But as the English saying goes:
(baaaa….) ‘In Rome, do as Romans do.’
The cows mooed… Wherever you are,
(moooo……. ) Behave accordingly.
The village clock struck…. And your behavior
Ding dong ding dong… Will be morally acceptable.
Ding dong ding dong… With this, so long, farewell,
The villagers rushed out. Good bye, thank you
They shouted… “You are immoral.
Let the fourteen year old girl
Ride the horse.”
The Queen sighed
And her grandmother looked confused.
Very confused indeed.

That’s not the end.

Suddenly, Darth Maul appeared,
He said, “You are immoral.
You should both carry the horse.”
Queen Amidala began to cry.
Slowly, they carried the horse back.
When they reached the palace,
The trumpets blared
And the royal guards saluted
“God save the Queen!
Long live Her Majesty”
But inside the palace,
Everyone laughed and giggled.
(giggling.)
They shouted at the horse,
“You are immoral!
You should not let Her Majesty carry you!”
“Moral, immoral, moral, immoral”

Who has no morals? The Queen?

The grandmother? The horse?
Who? Can anyone tell us?

The moral of moralities,

Ladies and gentlemen,
Cannot be seen from one angle only.
You and I, and all of us
Cannot say the morality
Is this and that
And that and this.