Monday, July 4, 2011

Dwelling in Possibility: Lauren Lanker


Wednesday, June 29th

Daniel beats the drum. He is one of the smallest in our class, one of the quietest, but his hands pounds the drum with a lion’s ferocity. The rolling rhythms welcome us when our van bounces in each day and bid us farewell at the end of our teaching days. Our students are always at play. They are actors through and through.

We have been teaching for four days now. Abby and I work with Form III students at Nkoanrua Secondary School who range from age 14-18, all new to ITLP and soaking up every moment along with us. We spend our days together flexing our bodies and voices, awakening the imagination, and playing games that bolster creativity and concentration; we dredge for stories through writing and poetry prompts, on a quest for individual voice and not an examination essay. We learn to articulate ourselves more clearly to our students, using our bodies more and superfluous words less. Overcoming the language barrier has been one of our greatest struggles, but after four days we note progress.

These have been our days of exploration and now, Abby and I sift through the work and “ah-ha”s of the past four days to begin shaping our play. Here are a patchwork of just a few of the moments strewn before us:

The beating of a drum, sending bodies in motion.
A magic scarf that can turn into ANYTHING: a crying child, a mango tree ripe for the picking, the dress of Miss Tanzania.
A car rolling in slow motion, its parts made up of 10 people.
A museum of sculptures that morph and change into new stories with each clicking of the clave.
A character named Strong Tom, created from an image from National Geographic. He is a researcher who survives a wrestling match with a snake in the “colorless” water (according to Baracka).
A flock of students soaring in unison to “Just Dance” by Lady Gaga.
A line from Jackeline’s journal: “I worry about a day I will become an old woman.”

Somewhere in here lies a play, waiting to be uncovered, discovered, made. Or rather, there are 1,000 plays, and it’s just a matter of plugging in coordinates and setting sail--selecting one thread from the back of the quilt and following it. We aspire to do our students justice and to help shape the story they are already telling us in their wide eyes, heartfelt stories, laughter, dances, and chants. Also, we are aware of the delicate balance of beckoning them to new possibilities in theatre while honoring what is important to them. It must be their play, and it must push them beyond what’s comfortable.

So, here we are: “dwelling in possibility....” Marilyn Chandler McEntyre uses this phrase in her book, Caring for Words in a Culture of Lies, to describe the feeling of being taken into a story--and it’s exactly how I feel, being taken into the stories of the 20 students of Form III.

Although the possibilities are endless, one thing I know for sure: our play MUST include Daniel’s drumming.

2 comments:

photomark2006 said...

You had me at "lion's ferocity"! You paint such a vivid picture of specific players in form III; those beautiful people who flex, dance, morph, and wrestle water snakes! I love how much animals play into their stories and your images... perhaps a reflection of the animals they (and you) encounter in your daily lives?

Wide eyes. Chants. Honor. Laughter. Reading this story made me feel that I have a lot to learn from these Tanzanian 14 to 18 year olds. It is clear from your words that you have great respect for them, their way of life, and that while teaching them you are simultaneously their pupil. I can't wait to see and hear and feel everything you've got to experience in that good land.

Remember, while you and Abby and the students are creating (or as you said, uncovering) a story to tell, what Annie once said: "The lover sees, and the knowledgeable". Even if you feel you KNOW too little about their culture and ways to make an extraordinary play, be a LOVER of Tanzania and all will be well.

Carolyn said...

My precious Lauren, I loved hearing about what the students are teaching you and how you--students and teachers--are dwelling in possibilities. I agree with Mark, love the people of Tanzania and enjoy daily life there...and may your heart beat, at least for today, to this different drum. Sending love