Malade

Monologue-Firefighter

Hello, I am a firefighter, and I love my job. Every morning I wake up, eat breakfast, put on my firesuit, and walk a mile or two to work. There I polish the firetruck, and wait for the alarm bell to ring. Then I rush into the truck and speed across town to the burning house. I love my job, but sometimes it is very difficult for me. I don't know how you're going to take this, but I have something very important to tell you. I am afraid of fire. The only reason that I ever go near them is to put them out, which, as a firefighter, I do. However, as much as I try to change this I cannot make myself get closer than forty feet away from a fire. Because of this I am usually too scared to get out of the truck and over to the scene of the fire. More often than not I am driven to my stoveless home, where I wish that I had the courage to run into the burning house. All is well however by the next day, when I happily wake up ready for adventure and excitement. I always tell myself, "Today is the day that I will be the one to put out the fire," and usually the day turns out like any other. But today I really will get out of the truck and put out the fire, and I will do it for the people in the house, but most of all I will do it because I love my job.