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Becoming the story

 


Becoming the Story: The Teacher as a Storyteller

by Nidhi Guglani 



Storytelling is often misunderstood as the mere act of narrating events in sequence, but in reality, it is much more. It is an immersive journey where words are not just spoken but felt, lived, and experienced. A story becomes powerful only when the narrator allows themselves to dissolve into it—when they stop being an outsider and instead step into the skin of a character, even if just for a fleeting moment.


As a language teacher, I have come to realize that storytelling in the classroom is not about performing for the students; it is about inviting them into a shared experience. When I begin narrating, I don’t just read aloud. I listen to the story as much as I speak it. My mind travels with the characters, my voice adjusts to their emotions, and my expressions mirror their struggles and triumphs. In those moments, I am not the teacher at the front of the class—I am the child in the tale, the wanderer on the road, the hero fighting against odds.


This immersion brings with it a certain authenticity. Intonation is no longer something I consciously plan—it flows naturally from the emotional state I slip into. A character’s fear quivers in my voice; their excitement rushes into my tone; their silence pauses my narration. Students notice this change. They sit up straighter, their eyes widen, and they too begin to live the story instead of merely listening to it.


What strikes me most is how this act of becoming the character builds empathy. For that short span of time, I feel what they feel, and in doing so, I am able to communicate not just the events of the story, but its emotional truth. And when students witness this, they too are encouraged to feel, to imagine, and to empathize. This, I believe, is the real purpose of storytelling—not simply to entertain, but to nurture sensitivity, imagination, and connection.


In a way, life itself is nothing less than a story. It unfolds moment by moment, woven delicately with the presence of countless characters around us—family, friends, strangers, even fleeting acquaintances. Each of them carries a story of their own, rich with emotions, choices, and turning points. Yet, what we truly read and understand most deeply is our own.


This is what makes human connections so fascinating. Just as in stories, we catch glimpses of others’ lives—through their words, actions, or silences—but we can never fully inhabit their chapters the way they do. Our perspective remains limited, and still, it is through storytelling, empathy, and imagination that we attempt to bridge the gap. When we listen carefully, when we narrate openly, we allow ourselves a peek into the unwritten stories that others carry.


Life, therefore, becomes an anthology—our personal narrative intertwined with those of others. We are, at once, the narrators of our own journeys and the listeners of someone else’s. And perhaps, this is why storytelling feels so powerful in the classroom and beyond: it mirrors life itself, reminding us that though each story is unique, it is the act of sharing that makes them universal.


“Every story we tell, and every story we live, is a reminder that while our journeys are personal, their echoes are universal.”


Comments

  1. I feel the same when I read books. I recently finished Dune, and while reading it I also felt one with the characters, the importance of the moral dillema that they faced and the weight consequences that followed. In a way i think a story allows us to experience things far beyond our age and our world.

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