Anne taught me to be a teacher. Her class was the first one
in which I worked with students, wrote lesson plans, and discussed the idea of Development Through Drama. And Anne
modeled what she taught. I discovered that my favorite high school teacher
was also a student of Anne Thurman.
It was in Anne’s class that I had my first teaching
internship. I worked with second graders in Wilmette. One lesson focused on cowboys
and Indians. After I did a Native American lesson the first half of the period,
my partner taught a cowboy drama. We started by bucking broncos. The problem
was, the broncos were imaginary and the kids were struggling to ride air ponies.
Anne usually sat in a corner and silently observed. You were
in trouble if Anne entered your drama. My partner was working hard to make
those horses real but the kids were struggling. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my
shoulder, “here’s a good pony you can train!” Anne cast me as the horse. The
kids eyes brightened and I found myself being bucked by fifteen seven
year-olds! Lesson saved!
Although Anne retired from Northwestern before I graduated,
that didn’t stop her from being my teacher and guide. As I finished my student
teaching, she called me to say that Chute Middle School needed a drama teacher
and she had already given them my name. I explained to Anne that I was training
to be a high school teacher and I hadn’t graduated yet! Anne had already arranged
for my early graduation. She had spoken to Chute’s principal and cleared my
path.
My time at Chute was remarkable and Anne was a constant
resource. The fact that I wasn’t coming straight out of college was a key
factor in landing an interview at Deerfield High School.
Anne guided me at Deerfield, too. We talked regularly and
she encouraged me to write for the Illinois Theatre Association’s newsletter,
the Follow Spot, which she was editing. She wanted an article on performances
of student creative writing or needed a book review.
I remember my wife conveying a message from Anne while we
were waiting for a play to start at Northwestern, “Can’t you tell her that it
is the end of the quarter and you have grading? Can’t you take a rain check?” I
shook my head and said, “No one says no to Anne Thurman. I can’t and I won’t.
I’ll write the article.” And with that, the woman sitting in the row in front
of us turns around and says, “I can’t say no to her either!” It was the wife of
the director of the play!
No one could say no to Anne because working with Anne was a
dynamic and wonderful experience. No one said no to Anne because what Anne did
was meaningful and focused on kids. Working with Anne Thurman was a gift and
only a fool would turn that down. I loved the fact that my college professor assigned
me homework twenty years after I graduated.
I celebrate Anne in the classroom every day. As I “prime the
pump” or “make it active” or remind myself that students are emotional as well
as intellectual beings, I think of Anne. I am forever grateful for the gifts
she gave me and for the opportunity to share them.
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