Hey! Teacher!
First production at Paris, the 14th of October, 2002 by the Théâtre de la Gaîté Montparnasse with Jean Piat, directed by Jean-Claude Idée ; followed by tours of France, Belgium, Monaco and Switzerland| 2003 | Istanbul, first production of a Turkish version translated by Ali Poyrazoglu at the Ali Poyrazoglu Theatre |
| 2004 | Tel Aviv, first production of a Hebrew version translated by Alex Peleg at the Habimah National Theatre |
| 2004 | Warsaw, first production of a Polish version translated by at the Bajka Theatre |
| 2005 | Norway, first production of a Norwegian version translated by Knut Walle at the Udhavn Teater de Sandermosen |
| 2005 | Sofia, first production of a Bulgarian version translated by S. Roussinova-Zdravokova at the National Theatre |
Translations
English: Jenn Wicks (UK), Ronald Guttman (USA), Arthur Milner (Ca) ; Bulgarian: Evi Méla, S. Roussinova-Zdravokova ; Spanish: (Castilian) Fernando Gomez Grande ; Hebrew: Alex Peleg ; Italian: Antonella Questa ; Lapon: Knut Walle ; Norwegian: Knut Walle ; Polish: Boguslawa Frosztega ; Romanian: Carmen Mocanu, Anca Rotescu, Petruta Spanu ; Turkish Oskar Senemoglu
Synopsis
Teaching ! It's the best job in the world. Like the soil, it makes things germinate. This idealist, shattered by the violence of the school environment, has committed an act from which there is no going back. A modern hero, he refuses to resign himself to it and aspires to put the soul back into the school.
Taking the opportunity of redesigning The Teacher in order to give it a political dimension, the author disturbs our schoolday memories in order to scare us, to make us cry, and to make us laugh and reflect.
Extract
That year, from the first day, I knew. I knew that I couldn't get through it. I knew, that year - as if I had finally understood the errors made along the way, that one day I would have to turn the page of my life as a teacher, just as one turns the last page of a draft notebook.
There are signs that never lie. The swallows which fly low, cats which rub a paw over their ears, dogs which bark at the moon.or an audience which coughs. In a theatre, that's a sign. A sign of boredom.
In a classroom, the sign is subsidence. If the pupils bodies form an angle of 80 or 90 degrees with the desk, that's fine, that signals that there is hope that work will take place. But if the chests sag enough to reduce the angle to less than 40 degrees! Then! It's like in volcanic countries. Suicide to rest inside the house when the animals are fleeing the neighbouring forest; the ground will quake. One should never go against nature. And pupils are very close to nature. They act out of instinct. Like beasts.
Press
« We go straight to the heart of the problems raised by the contemporary education system. Ignorant school kids against desperate teachers, and the arbitration of a hierarchical system that does not want anyone to make waves. » Marion Thébaud, Le Figaro
« The text by the Belgian Jean-Pierre Dopagne seizes upon justice. Swinging ceaselessly between toughness and tenderness, cyniscim and humour, it gives full life to the intimate drama of this man, incapable of just giving up, made criminal through the love of his profession » Marie-Claire Roy, National Hebdo