
Caroline Slupe & Heather Burgess
“You just have to follow their rules!”
(Well, actually, no you don’t.)
Anyhoo, this production of Anne Frank and Me by the StageDoor Youth Theatre (at the Children’s Dance Foundation) shows – again – why arts education is important.
Generally speaking, the story is about Nicole Burns, a modern teenager. Nicole really couldn’t care less about Anne Frank, World War II, or the Holocaust. That is, until she has a sudden, cyclonic Wonderful Wizard of Oz experience and gets time-travel transported to Nazi-occupied Paris. And becomes a Jewish daughter in a Jewish family, reminiscent of Anne Frank.

Emily Donahue, Heather Burgess, & Susan Cook
Directed by Charla Cochran, the cast ranges in age from about ten (I guess) to adult. Remembering back, wasn’t that one of the coolest things about being involved with theatre? Though you spend most of your time in school with people in your same grade, isn’t it a blast to be around older kids and adults? And you’re all working on the same project and towards the same goal on essentially equal footing. Isn’t this the best way to learn how to be part of a group? And how to interact? And to feel around for boundaries and social norms? Drama is a good team sport for kids who won’t ever be football players.
Theatre is also a great education. Maybe I’m too experienced for StageDoor to shock me much when re-confronted with the horrors of World War II, but ages 10-18 is when you first start to notice that history even happened. Not that I really believed that it impacted my life then – other than getting passing grades. I would’ve been like Nicole, not really noticing or caring that people had lived before me, or might live on after I go. Teenagerdom = solipsism.
But there’s still lots to learn, well into adulthood. From my perspective, this play didn’t particularly increase any specific sympathies about Anne Frank or the Holocaust. But I kept thinking about the existence of the grand and terrible forces that can work against you and affect your life. In the middle of the twentieth century, it might have been the violent racism of the German Nazis. In 2010, maybe it’s global economic instability caused by avarice, overspeculation, and a lack of regulation. I’m a little fish. From my perspective, it might as well be the weather. But even if you’re entirely blameless, bad weather sure can ruin your day. Goodness knows, there’s no umbrella big enough to save you from the Nazis.
Finally, it’s one thing to read the Diary of Anne Frank. It’s another thing entirely to be forced to think about how you might act in similar circumstances. And to act it out on a stage in a way that involves the audience. If that’s not a good education – and something you just can’t get from a normal high-school class – I don’t know what is. I can’t imagine that anybody involved with this performance will forget their special relationship to 1940s Paris anytime soon.
Thanks again to StageDoor Youth Theatre and Children’s Dance Foundation. You can listen to a WBHM piece about the performance at this link. Also, check out other related links to a good article and video on a different performance by students at Adrian High School up in Michigan.
