PENNY: (Comes in the door reading mail, taking off her coat). "Hi, Mr. C. Need your nails done anytime soon?"

MR. CHRISTOPHER: (surprised) - "WHAT? My nails?"

PENNY: (flipping through mail) - "There's a coupon here in our mail. I can't BELIEVE how much junk mail companies send out these days—and for EVERYTHING under the sun. I mean, look at this: "'You may have won 10 million dollars or a CHINESE HOUSEBOAT!'"

MR. CHRISTOPHER: "Well, I DON'T need my nails done, and I wouldn't have any place to park a HOUSEBOAT. Did you know the average American spends EIGHT MONTHS of his or her life reading JUNK MAIL?"

PENNY: "NO WAY! EIGHT MONTHS?"

MR. CHRISTOPHER: (Gets up, looks over her shoulder, picks up flier). "Hey—look at this!" (reading: 'Plan your next vacation!' Say, that's a GORGEOUS beach. Blue water, sun... kind of wish I was there."

PENNY: (reading) "'Cancun, Mexico.' Wow. You're right Mr. C. That SURE is the place to be. Check out those palm trees." (They both go sit down).

MR. CHRISTOPHER: (Folds his arms behind his head, leans back in his chair). "Yes, Penny... CANCUN. Now THAT'S a beautiful place. But I doubt everyone there thinks so."

PENNY: "Really? Why not?"

MR. CHRISTOPHER: "Well, when we think of Cancun, we think of the SURF, the SUN, playing in the sand by the ocean and eating seafood and coconuts. But think about the people who WAIT TABLES at the seafood restaurants and the street vendors who hawk SUNSCREEN and STRAW HATS."

PENNY: "And the custodians who clean up after all the RICH TOURISTS. I guess some people see the ugly side of Cancun."

MR. CHRISTOPHER: "Yes, they do. WE come and go, but THEY stay and do the GRUNT WORK. Some people live in TREMENDOUS poverty—right around that tropical paradise."

PENNY: "Hmmm... that's kind of sad. It's almost like they're FORGOTTEN in the midst of all the tourist glamour."

MR. CHRISTOPHER: "But GOD hasn't forgotten them, Penny. And neither have Southern Baptists. As a matter of fact, a Southern Baptist group of young people called International World Changers recently made a trip to PLAYA DEL CARMEN—a town just outside of Cancun—to help with construction. What a DIFFERENCE that must have made to the folks in Playa Del Carmen to know they WEREN'T forgotten!"

PENNY: "WOW! How EXCITING! I'll ask Surfer Bob what he knows about Playa Del Carmen."

MR. CHRISTOPHER: (groans) "I was AFRAID you were going to say that."

PENNY: (to screen) "Hey, Bob-o, you out there? We've got a job for you!"

SURFER BOB: "YEE-HAW! I heard somebody say CANCUN! You just say the word and I'M OUTTA HERE! I've got my BEACH BALL, my SUPER DOUBLE STRENGTH PINEAPPLE-SCENTED SUN SCREEN, my GLOW-IN-THE-DARK FLIPPERS..." (bends over, comes up, has that chalky white sun screen on his nose) "And of course, my SURFBOARD! COWABUNGA, hombres! Can't wait to get out there and SHOOT A CURL!"

PENNY: "SHOOT A CURL? Bob, you're NOT going to Cancun!"

SURFER BOB: (looks surprised, dejected) "I'm NOT?"

PENNY: "No, Bob-o! We need you to see what International World Changers are doing in Playa Del Carmen just OUTSIDE Cancun."

SURFER BOB: "CARMEN? Did you say CARMEN? Ooo-ee! She must be some kind of Mexican BABE! Maybe I'll take my SUPER HUNK-O-RAMA SOMBRERO so she can see what a COOL GUY I am... heh, heh... yep, that'll do the trick. (puts on the sombrero, chalky white sun screen still on his nose). Well, Penarino, whaddaya think?"

MR. CHRISTOPHER: (groans) "Didn't I KNOW this was going to happen? SORRY, Bob. It'll take A LOT MORE than a straw hat."

PENNY: (trying not to laugh) "BOB, PLAYA DEL CARMEN is the name of a CITY. NOT A PERSON."

SURFER BOB: (mumbling) "Oh, a CITY. Well, why didn't you say so in the FIRST PLACE?!" (surfs out)

PENNY: (musing) "International World Changers... Sounds like a COOL way to help out, huh, Mr. C?" (turns to computer) "Oh, look—Surfer Bob's back already. He must be really excited about this one! Let's see what he's got for us."

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PENNY: "WOW, Mr. C! Those people were MY age! Isn't it great that people of ALL AGES can be involved in God's work AROUND THE WORLD? And not just adults?"

MR. CHRISTOPHER: "It sure is, Penny. From MKs to student summer workers to journeymen to career missionaries—and International World Changers—there's a place for EVERYONE in telling a lost world about Jesus. When Jesus said, "Go and make disciples of all nations," He wasn't just talking to adults."

PENNY: (picking up envelope, opening it) "Look, Mr. C! At least there's ONE good thing in our mail! Here's another great letter from one of our Kids On Mission!

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MR. CHRISTOPHER: "We sure do love getting your cards and letters. Maybe you could let us know how you are being a kid on mission—in Mexico or in your own hometown. Write us at: Kids On Mission, International Mission Board, P.O. Box 6767, Richmond, Virginia, 23230!"

PENNY: (looking at computer) "Mr. C, CHECK THIS OUT! It's a WEB CAM!"

MR. CHRISTOPHER: (confused) "A WHAT??"

PENNY: "A web cam - an ONLINE VIDEO CAMERA. We can see everything that's going on just like we were REALLY THERE. Surfer Bob must have hooked us up. Oh, wow—CHECK THIS OUT!"

MR. CHRISTOPHER: (grudgingly looks at computer, is surprised) "Why, it's Surfer Bob! And he looks like he's in Cancun! What ON EARTH is he doing?" (pan to computer, Surfer Bob on surfboard in blue water with a sombrero and white sunblock still on his nose. Palm trees nearby. He has a drink with one of those little umbrellas and curly straws or something goofy. Don't worry—it's not alcoholic. Surfer Bob doesn't drink any alcohol).

SURFER BOB: (shouting and waving) "HEY! HEY! Can you SEE ME?? PENNY! Where's Penny? Check out my MANGO SURPRISE! (holds up drink). It's pure mango juice on ice. In case you don't know what a MANGO is, Mr. Christopher, since you don't really strike me as the BEACH TYPE, it's a nice tropical fruit."

MR. CHRISTOPHER: (snaps) "I KNOW what a MANGO is, Surfer Bob. You're the only FRUIT I see out there." (goes back to his desk, mumbling something about "beach type" )