This is a post from a year ago.
I taught this lesson again today.
I now teach Drama to all of S1 and S2 and 25 have opted to take it in S3.
The silent magic in the room today made me want to cry tears of joy.
From this time last year:
As you know, I teach Drama.
As you know, I like to talk.
As you may know last term I worked on project about bullying with my S2 classes. It was wordy- lots of talk, dialogues and a chat-show finale. And it was hard work: challenging, emotional and at times upsetting.
And so this term I have reverted to the polar opposite. I have dug out my 1994 “Theatre of Silence” unit.
In it, we talk about non-verbal communication and the 93% emotional intelligence statistic and we look at Mr Bean’s “Sandwich”, Laurel and Hardy’s “Sugar Daddies” and slapstick/ silent movies and Samuel Beckett’s “We Three”.
But this week I took a risk. I did a bit of 10%braver.
When each class came in, I greeted them without words.
I registered with gestures and mimed the instructions to the warm up and other tasks.
They continued to speak and that was fine.
We did a warm up. We then watched Mr Bean and I communicated that I wanted them to work in pairs and devise a short comic piece involving 2 characters on a park bench.
They had 10 minutes to practise and then performed them and got feedback from me.
Here is what I noticed:
I slowed down. I noticed them, looked and listened with intent.
I saw a beautiful smile, a worried look. I made eye contact.
They slowed down.
They talked but the atmosphere was much calmer than usual. They listened to and watched me more but they also listened to each other more.
They worked really hard to understand me.
Several took on the role of interpreter and said what they thought I meant until I confirmed they had got it.
Their performances were funny, sophisticated and demonstrated learning.
5 minutes before the end I began to speak, summarising what had happened.
I have set them homework: to try taking half an hour over the weekend where they communicate without talking.
There is much to be said for not saying. In terms of behaviour management, I was forced to remember the power of silence and the need to use more than words.
I could never have done this a year ago when I walked back into school after secondment and had to build trust and relationships. We have come on a long journey, the pupils and I. And we have such exciting times ahead.
The way not the what.