From the moment I was
tapped to coach the debate team I knew exactly who I wanted: Brianna, Celine,
Elliott and Stark.
Our school has the nasty
habit of blindsiding students into bringing glory and renown to our alma mater.
In part our administrators are blameless, at least this time. The notice did
not come until 3 weeks before competition. On the other hand, other institutes
have Speech and Debate built into their curriculum, so they have students ready
whenever competition comes up. We do not offer that elective.
To my knowledge, this is
the fifth time University of Puget Sound has challenged Chinese universities to
a Worlds debate, but the first time we were invited to compete. If this were
regarding the yearly speech competition, my feathers would be ruffled. Every
year I’ve been here we’ve selected a participant or two, based solely on
teachers’ perception of that student’s ability to speak English. With virtually
no coaching and very little preparation time, these orators were expected to
sweep the competition. How could they, with the little we gave them?
For the past couple of
speech contests I have been called on to help groom the kids. Tony and Evan did
not exactly blow the competition away but did decently, for first time entrants
with minimal training. Apparently, my little bit of coaching did help. Both
came away with honorable mentions, whereas in the years before, our school
never even received citation. They were still heartbroken at not having done
better, flagellating themselves in spite of everyone’s sincere praise at the
efforts.
And so it came, when we
received invitation to participate in this debate debacle, I was immediately
appointed as team leader. First, I had to be a team former. We had no team. That
is where Bri, Celine, Elliott and Stark come in. when I asked if they would
represent our school at the meet their answer was a definitive, resounding
‘YES’.
You might remember Celine
from my visit to Wu Dang Shan (see ‘Start of Wu Dang Shan’ entry, posted September
2013). Stark is a quiet boy, a ‘behind the scenes’ type of guy: resourceful,
determined, and above all else, inquisitive. He likes to present topics for our
class discussions, and is the one who introduced me to a movie download website
I now use regularly. Elliott is an affable young man who speaks English with a
flawless British accent. I have no idea where he got it from. Brianna is a
Minnie Mouse of a girl, a genuine sweetheart I liken to a volcano. She is so
meek and demure on the outside with a fiery stab of intelligence and an
incomparable joie de vivre. She would understand that last bit: she decided to
teach herself French last year and is now good enough to hold conversation in
that tongue. She is the one that gifted me Dog and Cat, my short-lived turtle
pets.
I had the privilege of
teaching them last year, and now have them in class this year. This year, my
Friday mornings are always joyful. Not just because of those 4; the whole class
is a pleasure, and they’re mine to enjoy until June. Hopefully the time won’t
fly by so fast.
Unfortunately, these 2
weeks have flown by. Coaching is coaching… not that I know that much about it.
The contestants will learn debating minutia mostly in the training session
sponsored by the host university, the day before competition. My special
challenge in coaching these Chinese students into a typically western activity,
such as debating or speech giving is body language and speaking tone.
Usually the Chinese outward
expression remains stoic, letting words carry all the weight of the message. I
contend that, in order to deliver a persuasive argument, tone, voice modulation
and body movement all play a vital role. Another crucial factor is that each
student must know him/herself well enough to effectively use those non-verbal
communication tools. For these past 2 weeks we have drilled on how to walk,
talk and move to match each personality. That means I have to know them well,
so that I can point out personality details they might not be aware of.
All teachers with English
classes were asked to recruit potential candidates. One week into our 2 week
preparation window, our team doubles. Instead of training 4 kids, there are now
8. The new additions are all freshmen, and show a lot of potential. Daisy and
Bruce look like they are boyfriend and girlfriend, deeply in love. We were all
surprised that they had only just met on the way to my house. They make a great
team… for the debate. Perhaps also as life partners. Wouldn’t it be crazy if
that is how things turn out?
Dorwyn and Jack were the
last additions, only having the benefit of 2 training sessions. Nonetheless,
Dorwyn impressed all of us. She radiates joy and you can hear her smile in her
voice. She is not an English major but speaks better English than some of my
students. Her enthusiasm is boundless. I felt terrible that her partner, Jack
wouldn’t say a word. He volunteered to compete, hoping it would break him out
of his shyness, but with only one week till competition and him not having said
very much, I worried that our effusive Dorwyn would suffer from his seeming
inability.
I believe the most
important duty a coach has is to foster a sense of team spirit. With this team,
that was not a problem at all. No one held themselves rigidly onto their
assigned partner and everyone supported everyone, even Jack – although everyone
worried about his ability to carry his share. Of course I had drinks and a few
snacks for them; practice lasted 3 hours each day. They would pour each other
drinks, make sure everyone had something to nibble on and, if one liked a
particular snack, the others made sure he/she got the lion’s share. In short,
they bonded. I fell in love with them.
WEDNESDAY, 2 DAYS BEFORE
COMPETITION
The whole crew is at the
house. Stark informs me his grandmother just died 2 days before, but he was OK
to compete. He would only need to leave training early that day. Elliott
expresses concern for the next day’s session; he might not be able to come.
Dorwyn blew us all away. Bruce discovered ginger ale (bought at Metro). He
shared the can with Daisy. Bri is nervous and Celine does her best to cheer her
on. Today’s exercise is to find one word to describe yourself and build your
speech introduction around that word. Jack still won’t talk. That days’
training ended in a Q&A session.
THURSDAY, 10AM,
COMPETITION EVE
I receive a message that,
contrary to the invitation, each school could only send 2 teams. Originally the
summons allowed as many teams as each school wants to send. After our mad
scramble to draft our 4 latecomers, and them working so hard, all for the
promise of at least a certificate of participation and a measure of honor, we
had to cut our team in half. No, scratch that: I had to cut our team in half.
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