It was in December 2016 that I accepted an offer to teach drama in Saudi Arabia.
Ten months later, in September of 2017, I am finally set to have my first class. Tomorrow.
This is a huge shift in many ways. I had a terrific position in Malaysia, a position which had few limits on creativity, and that time period fueled my love for writing, my love for drama, my love for all things theatrical.
However, it was time to move on, so when I signed on to this new adventure, I knew there would be a lot of waiting and work in the between time.
Now all of that is over, and like any good thespian, the butterflies are flitting their wings against my insides. Nervousness is a good thing. I teach my students to expect nervousness, to want it, to need it, to embrace it. It signifies change and risk-taking. Before the curtain goes up, you pace around in a death stare, pale-faced, jittery, mumbling lines and vocal exercises in a desperate attempt to keep you focused.
As the moment arises, you step out in character, playing a role, connecting a concept with people. Delving in below the surface and expressing a glimpse of the desires and struggles you went through to get to this point. And the lights crowd the stage, and the magic comes alive.
Acting or teaching acting. There’s not a lot of differences when it comes to preparation and implementation. It’s all smiles from there.
Tomorrow is the day when the curtain rises on my time in Saudi Arabia. I’m ready. Not perfectly prepared. But ready.
And when the students arrive and we start the process of developing our passion for drama, I will finally reach a 10-month goal which, at times, felt like would never come.
I’m excited. On with the show.