For this final post of the winter term, I (the teacher!) am weighing in on my fears and expectations as we get ready to head to the UK. How do I feel? Like this…
…but also like this:
This is the first time I’ve taught Destination Theatre (in fact, it’s the first time the course has run!), and it’s been both exciting and challenging so far. Of course, we’ve been taking care of the business of winter term, in a windowless room in a “holding” building on Western’s main campus (our home building, the storied University College, is undergoing much-needed renovations until 2018). So, at times it’s been hard to remember that the whole point of this class is our upcoming trip to BIG London in June. At the same time, though, the past few weeks have given us important time and space to learn a bit about some of the central concepts in theatre studies that will help to shape our discoveries as we attend theatre in, and roam around, one of the world’s theatre capitals.
(Our winter term reading…)
What have we been up to this winter? You can check our work out for yourselves under the “winter term things” tab here on the blog; this is where I have posted notes and activities around which we’ve shaped our discussions, as well as photos from and links to three recorded performances – of As You Like It at Shakespeare’s Globe, A Doll’s House at the Young Vic, and The Shipment by Young Jean Lee’s theatre company, in Seattle, WA – that we’ve watched and discussed together. In addition, the students in Destination Theatre have also had the chance to see (and to make!) some live theatre in London, ON this term – including Theatre Western’s barnburner of A Chorus Line – and a handful of them offer some of their reflections on that work in posts already up here on the blog.
But what we’re really in this for is the journey to London, and I’m so excited about how it’s all coming together. We’ve got our accommodation secured and paid for at Queen Mary’s gorgeous, canal-side east end campus, have sorted our weekend at Stratford-upon-Avon, where we’ll hang with the RSC for a while, plus we’ve booked all eight of our group theatre outings – to see Les Mis, Working, Titus Andronicus, Twelfth Night, The Goat, or, Who is Sylvia?, The Life of Galileo, Anatomy of a Suicide, plus an immersive, party-animal’s Great Gatsby at a secret central London location! (Look for reflections on each of these trips on the blog during our experience, which runs 17-30 June.)
Right now, while the students are thigh-high in term papers, exams, and other end-of-year stresses, I’m securing our guest speakers and planning groovy outings with the QMUL team, to spots like, oh, you know… one of London’s oldest music halls:
Am I daunted? A little bit. I’ve asked the students in their first posts here to reflect on hopes and fears; I think it’s only fair I do the same. I lived in London for several years, which means I’m not at all stressed about the crowds, noise, or travel. Going to London is like going home for me. But I’ve only once before traveled abroad with a group of students (to Peru, in 2009), and I know it’s going to be breathtaking in both senses of the term: simultaneously exhilarating and exhausting, tremendous and terrifying.
I fear losing them on the Tube. I fear harm coming to one of them. I fear the minor stuff too: accidental drunkenness (uh-huh), illness, anxiety that spills over, gets us down. We’ll get through all of it, but I know in the end the proverbial buck stops with me. It’s not like when I teach in that windowless, uninspiring classroom back at Western; this is free range pedagogy. I’m up for it, but I know it’s going to test me.
See you in the OTHER London!