The haze of sleep slowly lifts as you force your eyes to open. Around you, you hear the muffled giggles and snickering of your classmates as you struggle to shake the sleepiness from you...
"Ehh? Sleeping again? You'll never graduate if you sleep your way through class!" A smile grazes your lips as your gaze sets upon the instructor. She gives you a playfully stern look; a wry smile turning up the corners of her mouth. In one hand she's holding a pointer, lightly rapping it on the palm of her open hand.
"Yes, ma'am," you reply sheepishly, hoping she won't slap that pointer against your desk again.
Ms. Fumika pauses for a moment, then turns and walks back to the front of the class.
"Now," Ms. Fumika says as she turns to face the class, "as I was saying... When you role-play with someone, you've got to make sure you don't step on any toes.
"What I mean is, role-playing is a method of expression. If your actions don't allow the person you're role-playing with to express themselves freely in response to your action, they will become frustrated and lose interest in the session. That's what we call a closed action.
"Your actions should always be open-ended, so the person you're role-playing with has the freedom to react to you in their own way.
"Here's an example." Ms. Fumika looks over at you, and for a moment you thought you had done something wrong again. "Come to the front of the class please," she directs you. Reluctantly you comply.
"Tanya, would you join us up here as well?" she asks a blue-haired girl, one of the youngest in the class. Tanya slowly stands and shuffles her way up to the front of the class and stands next to you.
Ms. Fumika continues, "the two of you are going to demonstrate a closed action for the rest of the class. Tanya stand over here," Ms. Fumika gestures at a spot near the door, about four paces in front of you, "and now turn and face each other."
Looking now at you, Ms. Fumika says, "I want you to just stand there; you're not allowed to move." A quizzical look flushes over your face, as you wonder what's in store for you. Ms. Fumika crumples up a sheet of paper and hands it to Tanya. "Hit him in the face with it," she tells the young girl standing before you. Tanya hesitates and glances up at the instructor for any sign of sarcasm in her face, and finds nothing but a straight face. Wavering only for a moment, Tanya turns her gaze back to you and nails you right between the eyes with the wadded paper.
Your face goes red, as the rest of the class tries to stifle their sudden laughter. Almost as immediately as it began the laughter is silenced by, "hush now. I meant only to prove a point." Turning to you, Ms. Fumika asks, "Now then, how do you feel about not being able to respond to the paper that was thrown at you?"
"N-not good I suppose," you manage to reply, still feeling a bit embarrassed.
"I'm sure, had you been allowed to react, you would have tried to at least dodge it, right?" It was a rhetorical question. "My point exactly. When you're role-playing, you cannot assume the outcome of your actions, or how someone directly involved would react. You have to give others role-playing with you a chance to make a response." Ms. Fumika then gestures you and Tanya back to your seats.
"Is everyone clear about this so far?" Ms. Fumika asks the class.
The reply comes half-heartedly in a chorus of muttering voices, "yes ma'am."
"Good, then you are all dismissed for today, I will see you all tomorrow morning," your instructor chimes cheerfully as she returns to her own desk and begins shuffling with some papers.
(to be continued...)
