By Robert Alan Simpkins
I have spent much of my many years as a teacher working in a continuous grind, seemingly doing little else than teaching beyond time with my family. This year I decided to do something new – I auditioned for, and was cast in, a musical at a local theater, along with my son. I don’t have a background in theater, music, or dance, so this might seem like a questionable decision for me to have made at my somewhat advanced age, which is at first much how I was feeling after having done it. In the previous year, my son had appeared in a musical with the same director, Kelly Ventura, in Sweeney Todd, The Demon Barber of Fleet Street. The production so impressed me in its talent and technical sophistication and I knew the director would again be seeking to push the boundaries of what community theater could achieve. When my son expressed interest in auditioning for the director’s next project, The Hunchback of Notre Dame musical, I – with the support of my wife – decided to audition as well. I knew it would be a challenge and take me out of the comfort zone I have developed in my two-decades-plus academic career, but I wanted to see what would happen if I put myself in a new situation where I was not prepared. I wanted to learn things and I wanted to experience the process alongside my son. Looking back now, over three months after the show closed its five-weekend run, I have found that I also learned several lessons relevant to my work as an educator, and that will give me things to consider for my approach to teaching in the future.
The first challenge was the audition itself, because although I have given thousands of lectures in my career and can do it fairly effortlessly, and I have sung to myself or for fun with my family, I had never sung in a professional context in front a row of directors who were there to judge my talent and potential for a formal musical production. Even though they were all people I knew because of my past involvement with the theater (including a theatrical play, as a tour guide, and as house manager), somehow the power imbalance of the situation and fear of embarrassing myself took over as I launched into my audition song while my legs shook and my throat tightened. I was asked to callbacks two days later, and to sing one of the major solo numbers for the show alongside several more highly experienced singers and actors, using sheet music I could not read and which required me to rely on my knowledge of the official cast recording version of the song. I also did a cold scene read with another actor. I was sure I wasn’t strong enough or experienced enough for a lead role, but that wasn’t why I was there – at that point I knew my son was being cast in the ensemble, and that was all I was hoping for as well. Despite his being only fifteen, my son already had several years of band classes and a long list of plays and musicals on his resume and was relaxed and confident throughout, unlike his terrified father who needed his help (and often needed help from people who had the misfortune of sitting next to me in rehearsals).
On the day of callbacks, we were also asked to go to the dance room to learn some show choreography, and I was intimidated to see a number of people wearing dance shoes or dance attire that made me feel like I came dressed for the wrong occasion (plus I don’t even have dance shoes), in addition to feeling out of place by being one of the older individuals in the room. The routine our choreographer James Alves modeled before asking us to replicate it in assigned groups was not overly complex, but it was the first time I had to replicate dance steps, and one of my fears beforehand was that I would simply be unable to do it. What I was able to do was at first awkward, but I tried to stay focused and observe, and did a passable job at it among people I could see were in a range from seasoned to struggling as much as I was, regardless of their age.
When I was informed that I would be cast in the Ensemble, as well as a small speaking role (as King Louis XI), I was relieved because at that point I did not believe I was capable to doing anything larger than hiding in a group of singers and a short spoken walk-on to bring a little comedy relief to the sometimes dark subject matter of the narrative. What I eventually would do as part of the ensemble far exceeded this early expectation, with multiple costume changes (some so fast I practically had to step offstage, turn around, and step back on), solo lines, dance routines, and so many entrances and exits that I eventually made a color-coded spread sheet to help me keep track of it all – because that’s how I’ve learned to bring order to my world (and which my son saw and said, “That’s very ‘you’ ”, himself relying just on his young memory to achieve the same end).
Although we were told that past experience or training were not prerequisites to participate in this production, from day one of music rehearsals I realized I was at a disadvantage. I had to learn a new vocabulary quickly, learn to read sheet music for the rather complex score and lyrics (by Alan Menken and Stephen Schwartz – you are brilliant, but I also hate you – especially for Entr’acte, even if I did eventually learn it correctly and it is beautiful), learn how to sing in a group with parts divided by vocal range (I was assigned Bass 2, but in our smaller ensemble size at times all of the basses and baritones sang together), and to hear music in a new way in order to take directions from our phenomenal Musical Director, Phae Lockwood. I had to jump into activities like vocal warm-ups that others in the group were familiar with, but were initially just confusing to me (‘Mommy made me mash my M&M’s, oh my’? ‘Don’t throw your trash in my backyard, my backyard’s full’?). I frequently sang the wrong note or vocal part, used the wrong tempo, failed to read or sing the lines correctly, or just froze because I was not sure what to do. I sometimes received correction, specifically or obliquely (‘Basses, something’s off’ I usually interpreted as, ‘Bob, you’re doing it wrong’), and had to suck up any embarrassment I felt to try to improve and resist the urge to flee the rehearsal room in a panic, leaving my son with no way to get home had I done so.
One aspect of the group experience that really benefitted me was that the members of the cast had all different levels of experience in musical theater. The ages ranged across perhaps five decades (I didn’t ask anyone specifically), but even the youngest and oldest had varying levels of experience. Several members of the cast had formal training, and had even performed at larger theaters in other parts of the state or the country. The benefit to the rest of us from this was that even among our peers we had those who were like me and were confused and learning as quickly as possible, and others who provided help and support. They explained technical details we didn’t know, and gave context to fears about the show from their own past experiences.

On one occasion, our Backstage Manager (and then-Board of Directors President) Jen Masters addressed us all and reminded us that the key word in ‘community theater’ is community, and that the most important thing isn’t the show – it’s the experience we all have, and that meant that we support each other, including the ones most struggling and inexperienced, the ones facing mental health crises, and those feeling the most doubt about whether they belong there, whether they are good enough, whether they will eventually reach the levels of the most talented, the most confident in the group. This set the tone for the challenging weeks ahead, in which our psychological, emotional, and physical health was confronted with the long hours and increased pressure to produce the audience experience we all hoped the show would be.
The intensity of the rehearsal period, which typically consisted of three-to-four-hour nights, four nights a week, for three full months before opening, produced another benefit. After a couple of weeks of music rehearsals, I settled down and felt more comfortable and confident (mostly – the songs in Latin gave me trouble all the way until the show opened). After doing the choreography for a few nights, it too was not nearly as intimidating – and some of us met to spend extra time on it to ensure we were all understanding the steps, musical cues, and our interactions in the same way. Our chemistry grew as well, even though we generally did not see each other outside of rehearsals, and had little time to talk to each other during them. We even started to develop silent forms of communication with each other on stage and backstage, where we needed to be quiet in case our mics were hot or we might be heard from behind the stage wall. We found ways to work together within the restrictions of the rehearsal process and developed solutions so quickly that the early miscues were forgotten.

The stretch of the rehearsal process known as ‘Tech Week’, segueing immediately into the opening weekend of performances, was grueling and tested everyone’s limitations, but there was no question for me that even more learning occurred there as we saw all of the individually-practiced songs and scenes coalesce into a unified, holistic experience. I finally learned the timing of the transitions between scenes and costume changes and even started to experience the narrative itself in new ways as we performed it all together. The most unexpected outcome of this was that the story became more meaningful, and emotional for us all. As much as we were doing it for the audience, we became absorbed in the world we had created and were living in for that time together on stage. Tears were common, and exacerbated by our mental and physical exhaustion.
After five weekends of performances (plus a weekly pick-up rehearsal before each weekend), we all felt so at home in the theater and with each other, that the idea of it ending became a source of anxiety. I recall at the wrap party, one member of the cast was in tears and asking if we could extend it for just one more weekend – but at that point we had just struck the magnificent set and there was no going back. The show was over, and it was time to return to the lives and routines we had put on hold for the previous four months. For many of us, creating this world required us to sacrifice our personal lives, and to ask our families, our friends, even our employers to be understanding (I always started work early to offset leaving for rehearsals, which meant sacrificing sleep as well). But once the show was over, I also found myself reflecting heavily on the experience, and what I had learned about myself and my own ability to learn, adapt, change, and grow – and in turn what that might tell me about my students in their education, and what I could take from this to use in my teaching in the classroom, and as an advocate for innovation in teaching-and-learning in general.

Figure 3: My son and I in costume between scenes under the blue lights used backstage. I am in my Romani man costume and he is in his gargoyle costume, holding his horns he would wear onstage. Photo by Jen Masters, used with permission.
Community college, like community theater, is based on a model of openness. For this theater, with open auditions and no hard prerequisites, it meant those who were cast had a tremendous range of experience, prior knowledge, comfort levels with the process, social skills, and personalities. The director and his crew had to manage those variables and ensure the production moved forward with them. I realized as a teacher that I often had to manage a similar feat, attempting to understand each class and move us all forward together, and work with all of the students who enrolled toward our learning outcomes. But having been away from the classroom for many years in a student role, my experience with the cast reminded me of the range of factors determining student success other than subject matter expertise. And I especially appreciated the difficulties my older students faced who would report having been away from school many years, or feeling out of place in a room dominated by younger students.
In the context of the show, although one goal was to ensure all individuals had a good experience and felt included and supported, there was also the larger goal of ensuring the quality of the production. Here the individualized nature of some teaching models led me to deeper reflection. Was ‘group mastery’ a potential goal with benefits to individuals beyond those of their personal mastery? During the show, the cast was committed to the quality of the show itself, where there was no value to leaving someone behind or excluding them. The dominant value was inclusion – and anyone whose actions were not contributing to that was also adversely impacting the show itself. Thus individual responsibility was favored and reinforced. The understanding that a successful show required everyone to be responsible also ensured no individual could assume they were not important, or that if they exhibited less effort it would not matter. Perhaps learning activities in which the group helped each other, and the diverse forms of experience became group assets could improve the quality of the overall learning environment and experience. This peer-learning in a mixed age group reminded me of Montessori education my wife had described from her years as a pre-school-to-kindergarten teacher, but here it was with adults. It showed me the power of peer learning when everyone is committed to the larger end goal. The patience exhibited by both the directorial team and the cast members also ensured we could make mistakes, learn, and improve without fear, and that our individual success was essential to the success of the group.
The immersive nature of the experience meant we didn’t forget things, and we grew increasingly familiar with the production, the songs, the choreography, the blocking, the costume changes, etc. Commonly we would quietly or silently sing the songs that were not ours, lip-synching the words together in the wings, singing them at home, hearing them in our heads (which I continued to do for weeks after the show ended). It also meant we were learning by performing actions, and part of the learning process was physical. However much memorization it required, in many cases our remembering improved when we got to blocking scenes, and more so as we ran the scenes in order – especially without breaks. Could my classroom learning activities be improved by redesigning the learning process to mirror this, with activities, repetition, and a stronger collective, mutually reinforcing experience? Would students benefit from my classes being more immersed in their scheduling, with short-term, intensive classes taken in succession, as some colleges and even some of our own faculty have experimented with?

For myself, probably like many long-time educators, making radical changes to my own established practices and habits will be a challenge. I don’t know if I can fully conceive of a way to take all of these lessons and re-think my teaching to use them. I don’t know if I can create the learning environment in which students, entering with all their own diverse sets of expectations, will embrace it. I don’t know if I can muster enough creativity to have a plan that is essentially like one of Kuhn’s paradigm shifts, sweeping aside one way of seeing something with another that might at first be resisted but ultimately persists if what it provides leads to a way of thinking that removes past contradictions or conflicts and points the way to a new future of classroom instruction (in-person, virtual, or both). I take comfort in knowing that in asking myself these questions, I am not alone, and that within my community college district and across the country teachers at all levels are asking similar questions and sharing their experiences. That is one of the communities of which I am a part, that will ensure that my teaching experience is also supported by others of mixed perspectives and years of experience, and that we all also seek that common goal of ensuring the success of our students.
As Stephen Schwartz’ lyric in The Hunchback of Notre Dame musical states, “The world is cruel, the world is ugly, but there are times and there are people where the world is not.” Our students may come from difficult experiences and personal situations, and they may face them throughout their lives, but we need not model the world they will face during the interval in which they have entrusted their education to us. Like the world we had created in our musical theater, educators might create a world with our students in which we all build an inclusive, supportive learning experience and in doing so become one of those times and places where – looking back – they will remember how much they learned, felt supported, grew more confident and expert in their abilities, and left our community feeling better prepared for the world out there because of what we all did together.

Robert Alan Simpkins has been a Professor of Anthropology at Porterville College since 2012, where he is currently faculty lead for Guided Pathways and the Academic Senate Past President. He previously served two terms as the Academic Senate President, and before that two terms as the Social Science Division Chair, and organized PC’s CHAP (Cultural and Historical Awareness Program) series for five years. Prior to coming to PC, he was an adjunct instructor at De Anza College and at San Jose State University. He has an MA and a PhD from the University of Wisconsin-Madison, and BA from San Jose State University. As an Archaeologist, he is interested in the relationship between roads, architecture, cultural landscapes, and socio-political organization. His particular focus has been the Golconda kingdom in the Indian Deccan region, which was the subject of his doctoral dissertation and on which he has presented his research internationally and published extensively, most recently in the article “Inferring Road Networks and Socio-Political Change from Elite Monuments of the Golconda Kingdom” in South Asian Studies in 2020. Although a native of the San Francisco Bay Area, he enjoys the farms and orchards of the central valley and the proximity to the mountains, and going on drives and exploring with his family. He has a weakness for books, toys, classic movies and animation, art, stories, and anything that he finds amusing.
























