Sometimes prose is written so beautifully, it too sounds like poetry, especially when read in a Reader's Theater format.
| Narrator: | "The Happiest Hour of Her Busy Day", From Little Women by Louisa May Alcott |
| Reader 1: | Mrs. March got her wet things off, |
| Reader 2: | her warn slippers on, |
| Reader 3: | and sitting down in the easy chair, drew Amy to her lap |
| Reader 4: | preparing to enjoy the happiest hour of her busy day. |
| All: | The girls flew about, trying to make things comfortable, each in her own way. |
| Reader 1: | Meg arranged the tea table; |
| Reader 2: | Jo brought wood and set chairs, |
| Reader 3 | dropping, |
| Reader 4: | overturning |
| All: | and clattering everything she touched; |
| Reader 3: | Beth trotted to and fro between parlor and kitchen, |
| Reader 1: | quiet and busy; |
| Reader 4: | while Amy gave direction to everyone, as she sat with her hands folded. |