Cristina Pla-Guzman with Stephen Schwartz on the Educational Theatre Association gathering in September. (Photo courtesy of EdTA)
Hello.
A small whisper echoes onstage.
Hello.
Louder this time: Heeeeelllooo.
Enter stage Left. Ten years previous. A ball of untamed, frizzy, darkish brown curly hair. Somewhat too tall. Somewhat too huge. A second-generation Cuban American who usually felt a little bit an excessive amount of, in additional methods than one, tiptoes onto the stage able to sing her coronary heart out.
The actuality may need been a bit much less dramatic, however that’s the best way she remembers it. Maybe it was her love of the highlight, or the tales her grandfather regaled her with about his love of music and his brief stint as a singer in Cuba. Whatever the trigger, being a performer was all she dreamed of.
Cue Beauty and the Beast.
It was her first journey to the town and her first Broadway present. No one advised her she couldn’t sing from the viewers. And from then on, she was hooked. Hooked. Nothing will ever shine as vivid as these stage lights. She now desires of the marquees in NYC’s theatre district.
But truly working within the theatre grew to become a really sophisticated, unrequited love story for a younger Cuban American who was an excessive amount of: too tall, too huge, too brown… and but not sufficient—or so she was advised. Every time she opened her mouth to sing a showtune, she was advised that the sound wasn’t “musical theatre” sufficient. She felt alone. Isolated. Unfortunately, it’s a narrative that so many BIPOC individuals uniquely share within the theatre world. It’s the story of individuals in all places on the surface wanting in.
Still, she discovered that she couldn’t eat, sleep, or survive with out the theatre. The theatre was and nonetheless is all the things to her.
Fast ahead 30ish years.
Still an excessive amount of, positively taller and now amassing wrinkles, a really proud second-generation Cuban American with huge desires takes the stage, each actually and figuratively. Her love affair with the theatre has grown and blossomed over time. To her lifelong love of theatre, she has added training as an equal ardour. She was honored as a nationwide 2016 Kennedy Center’s and Stephen Sondheim Inspirational Teacher, and is a 2019 fellow of the O’Neill Theatre Center’s National Critics Institute. She is extremely proud to be considered one of Theatre Communications Group’s Rising Leaders of Color, and she is going to later be named the 2022 recipient of the Stephen Schwartz Musical Theatre Teacher of the Year Award, introduced by the ASCAP Foundation.
For the final 19 years, she has devoted her life to the theatre and her college students, with the hope of impacting the theatre neighborhood as a instructing artist, author, theatre critic, director, and actress. The little lady grew into herself. “Cristinita” was Cristina, and she or he is me.
In one of many grasp lessons on the Educational Theatre Association (EdTA) Conference held in Los Angeles, I’m requested, “Why are you a theatre educator?” Faster than I may assume, sooner than I may rationalize, I say, “I want to be the teacher I needed when I was younger.” Loud applause rang by the room. I had discovered my individuals: instructing artists who love their job and their college students, generally past motive. Now that these phrases had sprung from my lips, I wanted to replicate: What had I actually wanted once I was younger? I wanted somebody to inform me that my variations have been my superpower, and that there was certainly a neighborhood within the theatre if I appeared (and labored) laborious sufficient. So what was I going to do with my time on this planet to create space within the theatre for individuals like myself?
The subsequent thought was how essential inspiration is, not just for college students however for educators. And instantly I believed in regards to the individuals who had impressed me to change into the theatre artist and educator I’m in the present day.
Cue Gloria Estefan.
Every phrase, each drumbeat, and each sway of the hips linked me to music in a approach I may by no means totally clarify. In truth, given a couple of extra paragraphs, this might simply flip right into a Gloria Estefan love letter. She formed a lot of who I used to be as a performer once I was in center faculty and highschool as a result of I noticed a little bit of myself in her. Gloria Estefan got here into my life precisely once I wanted her. Growing up within the Nineteen Eighties as a younger lady within the Hispanic neighborhood dwelling in America, I didn’t see many individuals who appeared like me within the media. Truthfully, I may discover nobody who appeared even remotely like me in films, onstage, or in magazines on the drugstore. Was there a spot for me? For us, my individuals?
Gloria Estefan confirmed the world {that a} Cuban lady may command the eye of the world. She made her crossover into English- language pop simply as my frontal lobe was forming. She is likely one of the causes I believed that, sure, I can. My very first and solely fan letter was to Gloria proper after her “Coming out of the Dark” tour. You can’t think about the enjoyment I skilled when, in beneficiant response to my fan letter, she despatched a field stuffed with live performance shirts, CDs, and a letter from her, all to be picked up at her restaurant, Larios on the Beach, in South Beach. Fast ahead years later to the tears streaming from my eyes watching On Your Feet!, a stage present about Gloria’s life and music, on the Broadway stage. I could by no means get well. This was a narrative the place a Hispanic lady wasn’t a device to inform the story; she was the story.
Cue Anna Deavere Smith.
Intersectionality was one thing I believed an increasing number of about. I wasn’t simply Hispanic; I used to be additionally a lady. One who usually couldn’t discover a story the place the girl wasn’t there as a romantic curiosity. To make issues worse, I used to be being bombarded with messages that advised me that the components of me that have been “too much” weren’t meant to be seen onstage.
I used to be first launched to Anna in my BFA theatre program at Florida International University. She took the theatre by storm through the use of her superpowers: writing,and performing her personal devised work. She was proof that if the world doesn’t invite you to the get together, you throw your individual. I’ll always remember studying Fires within the Mirror for my playwriting class. Little did I notice {that a} homework project would change my view on the world, solely and without end. For me, Anna Deavere Smith herself embodies revolt. She rebelled towards what theatre is “supposed” to be and solid her profession by centering the tales she felt enthusiastic about sharing. This challenged my very own work as an artist and gave solution to me creating my very own one- particular person present.
Her work additionally remodeled me as an educator. Two years in a row, my college students wrote their very own devised theatre piece titled “Uncensored Truths,” which have been among the many most rewarding experiences for my college students and myself. When I take into consideration what sort of artist I hope to be someday, it’s Anna Deavere Smith. She modified my total view of what the theatre is. She solid her personal path and nonetheless to this present day is creating probably the most inspirational work.
Cue Lin-Manuel Miranda.
My love affair with this power of nature started approach earlier than Hamilton. It began merely. I like playbills. I acquire them by the a whole bunch (the literal a whole bunch). My college students know this: Playbills for the numerous reveals I’ve been to, and lots of I’ve obtained as items from college students, are proudly displayed in my classroom, workplace, on any clean wall, actually. For a self-proclaimed theatre geek dwelling in Miami, any playbills coming from NYC, the theatre capital of the world, take a particular place within the show.
The playbill given to me years in the past for a little bit present you could know referred to as In the Heights marks a second that modified the trajectory of my life. After watching the present and listening to the forged album on a loop (96,000 {dollars} holler!), I’ve by no means felt extra seen in my life. This led me to direct In the Heights, in a college manufacturing the place the efficiency got here with classes on the immigrant story, discussions about assimilation, prolonged debates on gentrification, and school-wide assemblies. Everyone in the entire neighborhood was invested when the curtains lastly rose. A sure variety of comfortable tears are to be anticipated after a highschool efficiency from proud thespians and their equally proud mother and father. But this was like none different: The Hispanic neighborhood got here out in full power to see themselves onstage—actually see themselves onstage, not in a model by the white media. To truly see themselves: as abuelas who cared deeply for grandkids which will or is probably not organic, as mother and father who sacrifice their very own materials wants to provide their children a possibility in America higher than their very own. As the primary technology in my household to get our school levels, my sisters, cousins, and I knew about that sacrifice. We noticed ourselves within the sacrifices the households made for a greater life in America depicted by the characters within the musical, however it was about a lot extra. My complete neighborhood noticed themselves and our music on wonderful show.
Seeing our households onstage contributed to the arrogance I needed to lastly step on the stage as an grownup. When Lin-Manuel Miranda wrote In the Heights, it confirmed me how there was a spot for the Hispanic neighborhood to exist within the theatre. Most importantly, he confirmed all of us there’s a place for us.
The theatre is imperfect. Numerous change remains to be wanted to completely make Black and brown communities really feel welcome, each onstage and within the viewers. But I’ve hope. If I may speak to the 10-year-old ball of untamed curls shaking on stage making an attempt to make her voice heard, I’d inform her to maintain dreaming huge. There might be individuals inspiring you. And who is aware of? Maybe you’ll encourage the subsequent technology.
Cristina Pla-Guzman is a author and educator based mostly in Miami.
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