Ode To My High School Drama Teacher
So I recently heard that my high school drama teacher won Teacher of the Year for my (very large, very old) school district. This is such a big deal for the community, particularly any of the alumni who participated in her drama program at the school! As Iâm sure others here can relate to, arts tends to take a back seat when it comes to awards and recognition. Sheâs one of the only teachers I can think of that would stay at the school past midnight to get her work done. Sheâs extremely talented and really helps the kids who walk through the auditorium and stage doors (her classroom). Itâs truly inspiring and it got me thinking of my time with her. More importantly it got me reminiscing about where I came from.
Flash back (many years) to senior year of high school. It was senior awards night and the theatre department just read an insert of my essay I had submitted for scholarship money. I had won. And that marked the first time in four years I think I had "won" anything.
Now flash back even further into my past: middle school. My chorus class went to the high school to see the spring musical: Footloose. It was a matinee show during school hours for the middle/elementary schools in the district to go and get a taste of what the high school could be like! Needless to say I fell in love. I knew that I wanted to be up there doing what those "big kids" we're doing.
I loved my experience doing the shows in high school. It was always so much fun. My group of friends were formed from the theatre and music departments. I even dated a guy who did tech for the shows. My mom became president of the board for the arts and was in charge of the stage makeup for the shows. It was the truest sense of a second family for me. I always worked hard but I never had "the dream" to be that famous actor on Broadway. I guess I knew I just wasn't as good as others. It may seem pessimistic but it was also just realistic and I was completely ok with that. The only goal I had was to get a lead role by my senior year - mainly for the experience. This was a goal I never shared with anyone.
To say I was involved in the arts programs at school was an understatement. During my senior year I was the president of the chorus, a member and coordinator for the Tri-M music honor society, and apart of the Thesbian society. I was also a dance captain and the teacher's assistant for both the drama and choir teachers. I auditioned every year for the musicals and worked hard each time that I was placed in the top dance ensemble group. But when I was called back for one of supporting lead roles I was elated. I remember working on the callback song in the living room with my mom for HOURS. Literally hours. I even got an applause in the callbacks when I finished my song. Spoiler alert: I didnât get the role. I was devastated but I only allowed myself to feel sorry for myself for a few hours. I decided to go to the director (my drama teacher) and ask her what she thought I did "wrong". We talked and eventually I became at peace with the outcome. Some of my peers, on the other hand, were not so peaceful about the situation. They told me that they felt I should have gotten the role - and not the sophomore. Many tried to provoke anger or any negative emotions from me. I never gave them the satisfaction because I was looking at the bigger picture: the musical, the end result. I put on a brave face and told them I was ok with the situation. It wasnât just about me. But if I allowed it to become about me then it would ruin the bigger picture and the end product and I would not allow that to happen. I decided to put my extra time to good use and offered my services wherever they needed me. I made the top dance group for ensemble, was given a small speaking role (5 lines!), and was named dance captain for this show. I also typed up the program (including 50+ cast bios OYE!). I helped my best friend (who was a lead) with her dance solo, stayed after rehearsals to clean up and came in on the days off to paint sets! I was definitely lovin' life.
Now back to the senior year awards. I wrote an essay on my experience with the theatre department and how not getting the lead that year was the best thing that probably ever happened during my time there. In fact, I was so inspired that when I graduated I wanted to become a high school drama teacher!
I was inspired to work with kids and teach them the ways of performing but also convey a message that if you don't get what you set off for, to not give up on your dream but maybe alter your path! You may find a passion for something else. For me, I found my passion for directing, working with kids, and even working in arts administration, company management. These things I may not have ever discovered had I been cast as that lead role all those years ago.
I am beyond grateful for my drama teacher and my musical director/choreographer. She taught me so many things that I still use in master classes and workshops and rehearsals today! I am also so incredibly lucky that my school district believes in its arts programs. Compared to many other schools I have visited or heard of, my alma mater truly respects the work of the countless educators, volunteers, students, and parents in the theatre and music communities.
When I graduated college, I sent my drama teacher a Facebook message. I thanked her for her work she did with me in high school. I think everyone should reach out to an old teacher or mentor to thank them and just tell them you appreciate their hard work and their help. Sorry this is obnoxiously long. If you made it down here, you're a trouper!! X