The usual
last meeting of a college class looks like a torture chamber: Students sit, as
if trapped in the clutches of desk seats; they are forbidden, as prisoners are,
to contact each other, or to touch; they hover over blue books, moiling away at
tests; only when they are finished are they granted parole. Most look miserable,
some panicky, others resigned. A-students
might be the most desperate of all, on a rescue mission for their perfect GPA. Some
students are devising escape plans, finding ways to access answers through
cleverly disguised hard-copy or digital cheat sheets. One by one, students hand in their tests to
the teacher enthroned at the front of the room—a teacher who is dreading the
process of grading. Once surrendering their tests, the students hook in their
earbuds, pull out their phones, and either bolt or slink away. After a whole semester
of meeting the same teacher and students, this is indeed a sad way to cap what
is supposed to be an educational adventure. It’s symptomatic of assessment-focused
courses where passing the test— and not learning something memorable and
enriching—is the point. No wonder
students rarely remember so much as the name of their instructors, once the
ordeal of the final exam is over.
About 30 years ago, I started to produce
term-end opportunities for students to showcase their semester’s work for an
audience limited to their classmates. In those first performances, students
would sidle up to the front of the room, read off the page, and scurry back to
seats—still the final exam get-it-over-with mode. But they weren’t trapped in pockets of
misery, as they would be with tests.
Everyone applauded appreciatively, and there was a mood of celebration.
When retailers can’t sell an item at
a certain price, they raise the price. So I ramped up the scope of these
performances. I found a public space,
sometimes off campus, where students would be performing for family, friends,
and the public. Now the stakes were
higher—and illustrated that what they learned and accomplished in class was
part of the larger world; that, in short, it mattered. We rehearsed in class, students memorized
their work, some surprised us with antics to enhance their work. One student jumped up on a desk and rode it
like a surfboard while he recited his poem about ocean adventures. Some students employed friends not in the
class to perform with them—playing a guitar or, really, a tuba; enacting a night
scene from The Great Gatsby with flashlights;
dancing an interpretation of an Emily Dickinson poem, while another played the
flute. Four women dressed up as witches to interview Macbeth on The View.
We all need to be seen. We all need some public project to realize
ourselves. We all need to be creative
and to show off. We all need a sense of
ritual and closure to mark literally, stages in our lives—such as the end of a
semester’s work. Somehow that’s supposed to stop in a “serious college class.” But, as physician and writer Alfred Mercier
once said, “What we learn with pleasure, we never forget.”
Over the years, I have expanded the
scope of these performances. Now, all of
my classes for the semester meet in a school auditorium to regale each other. “They’re your cousins,” I tell them, “through
me. They’re looking forward to meeting
you.” I limit each student to two minutes of performance time, which
accumulates if they present with others—six minutes, say, for three
students. I ask only that they stay for
about twenty minutes to support each other—although many students come early
and stay to enjoy the last student up. Each class devises a special cheer for
itself, which the whole audience learns and delivers with each new performer
from that class (often with hand motions): “Land the Helicopter,” “Not now: I’m
meditating,” “Quack! Quack! Take me back!”
All in-groupy kinds of phrases that capture something essential and
intimate about a family of students in a class. And the main objective of the
performance, I tell them, is to show others how valuable/fun/enriching their
learning experience has and continues to be.
“Inspire others to read Shakespeare,” I say, “Inspire others to write
their own poetry.”
In our most recent Superstar Performance, Mali and Matt, reinterpreted
the roles of Helena and Demetrius from A
Midsummer Night’s Dream. In a
memorable performance, Mali and Matthew re-enacted a memorized scene in which,
despite Demetrius’s repeated verbal abuse of her, Helena persists in pursuing him.
Mali wore a dog’s collar, gave Matt a whip and paddle to use on her, and then
handcuffs. No one of us will ever forget
their interpretation, nor the fun we had laughing through their antics. Nor will they forget Willy’s stunning dance
interpretation of Hamlet’s “To be or not to be” soliloquy (while Lisa from
another class held up a phone to the microphone, so we could hear Michael York’s
recitation of the speech.
Term-end performances or presentations can be produced for
all disciplines and departments. We learn best what we teach, and preparing for
a performance helps students to better learn subject matter. They won’t forget the opportunity to acknowledge
their courage and creativity in putting themselves forth. Nor will they forget the crucial message that
these performances embody—that the word “education” derives from the Latin for ‘being
lead out of darkness.’ That education should
move us forward and out of our Platonic caves. If you’re going to be a Superstar, you’ve got
to show up and show off to others. Tell us about your Superstars Present experience!