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Jessica Teich

Connecticut & Magdalen 1981

Jessica Teich studied at Yale before going to Oxford to take an MPhil in Shakespeare studies. After Oxford, she worked as a literary manager at the Mark Taper Forum in Los Angeles, commissioning and developing plays, and she later received a grant to write and direct a movie for the Directing Workshop for Women at the American Film Institute. Teich has written articles that have appeared in The Atlantic, The Nation, The Washington Post and numerous other publications. She is the author of two books, including The Future Tense of Joy, a memoir, which will be published in a new edition in April 2026. She is currently writing a musical. This narrative is excerpted from an interview with the Rhodes Trust on 14 June 2024. 

‘I always felt I was living my life in the margins’ 

I grew up near New York City, and in the afternoon, I would ride the train into the city to take ballet class. It was a life apart from my parents and brothers: I would come to the city as a teenager and experience a much bigger world. Dance was the very centre of my childhood. It was a world away from the petty tensions of high school, and it was a place to dream. Often the dance master would invite me to sit on the floor as he was creating dances, and that was the moment I saw that you could create patterns and rhythms and correspondences out of the tangle of people’s bodies. It was a powerful lesson in making order out of chaos. The idea that you could use art to make sense was a very early part of my education. 

In elementary school and high school, I was a bit of a social isolate. That really shaped me, as a person and a writer: that sense of living my life in the margins, as in the margins of a book. When I was a senior in high school, my grandmother died very suddenly. My parents were overseas, and it was left to me to go into my grandmother’s closet and choose clothes for her to be buried in. I ended up writing an essay about that and it won a national writing contest. I think that’s part of the reason I got into Yale. That recognition also launched me on my path as a writer.  

‘Demented Studies’ 

At Yale, I enrolled in a programme for first year students called Directed Studies. We were a very small group, and we moved together through several disciplines: literature, history and politics, philosophy. The programme was frequently referred to as ‘Demented Studies’, because it could seem overwhelming. You were plunged into the vast ocean of ideas and strategies and accomplishments of the Western ‘canon’, beginning with Plato and Aristotle and Aeschylus and Thucydides. Now, of course, there are many ‘canons’, as there should be. But at the time, those thinkers were considered the pillars of a liberal education.  

My freshman year, I wrote an essay about The Winter’s Tale, a late play of Shakespeare’s that is deeply psychological. The essay ended up winning a Yale prize, and I saw that as confirmation that I should be writing. That was really the beginning of my love of Shakespeare, and that’s why I wanted to win a Rhodes: to study Shakespeare at Oxford.

‘You’re much larger than your photo’  

Women were very new to the Rhodes Scholarship when I applied. I remember entering the building where the interviews were held, and the man who answered the door said, ‘Oh, you’re much larger than your photo’.  And I thought, ‘Well, my photo was the size of a postage stamp, so I would have to be larger’. Then I asked to use the ladies’ room, and it turned out the interviews were being held in a Yale building where there was no ladies’ room. The man who answered the door —who turned out to be the head of the committee—stood outside the men’s room when I was inside. It was humiliating.  

At the time, there was a cocktail party the night before the interviews.   

When I walked in, I saw dozens of men in dark suits, chatting nervously. I looked around for the other female candidates. Then I realised: I was the only woman in the room. Eventually another woman arrived, and the head of the committee greeted her and asked her to help serve the drinks. Then he looked at me – I was growing ever smaller – and asked me to serve the hors d’oeuvres. I felt so diminished by the process. That’s another reason I was eager to win a Rhodes Scholarship, because the Rhodes was one of the only fellowships that allowed you to serve on a selection committee. I wanted to make sure no one else would be treated that way. 

‘Gladiatorial contests’ 

In those days, the Rhodes interviews felt like gladiatorial contests. The committees were almost entirely made up of men, and they would fire, as if out of a cannon, very difficult questions – sometimes the questions seemed almost random – about current events or obscure topics. That was central to the idea of a Rhodes Scholar at the time, that you needed to have the ‘strength’ or perseverance to withstand that kind of verbal combat. I’ve now served on Rhodes Selection committees all over the country for almost 40 years, and it’s one of the highlights of my year.  I’m a tough interlocutor, but I always try to put the candidates at ease. I don’t think you can be your best self when you’re under siege. 

When I was applying for a Rhodes, I think ‘qualities of manhood’ were still among the criteria. That’s changed a lot. But there is room for the Scholarship to become more flexible, more expansive, more porous. If you’re going to choose incredibly talented young people, but your expectations of them aren’t equally open, then you’re going to lose the benefit of what they have to bring. What they could become. 

‘It lifted me into a different world’ 

The Rhodes lifted me into a different world; a world where I felt that my intellect had credibility. At the time, as a girl, you didn’t always feel your ideas mattered. When I got to Oxford, I discovered that the Shakespeare studies programme was very interested in history and context, and I was very interested in the psychological dimension of the characters. I wanted to write about the conscience that Richard III lacks and Macbeth develops in the course of their murderous journeys. Unfortunately, this was an incredibly unpopular idea for a thesis. I couldn’t find a faculty advisor to supervise my work, because my line of inquiry was thought to be so misguided. I’d been to Oxford before my senior year at Yale and met a tutor in the MPhil programme and talked with him about my love of Shakespeare. So I went back and knocked on the same medieval door in the same medieval courtyard and asked if he would be my supervisor. John Wilders made it possible for me to write the thesis I wanted to write.    

‘A glowing, remarkable sense of belonging’ 

At Oxford, I felt a sense of kinship with a lot of other people for the first time. Those bonds, those consolations, were very new to me. In a way, we were all misfits, as graduate students can be. We were far from home, and people’s parents were divorcing, or someone’s childhood dog had died. There was a sense of alienation from home, but also this glowing, remarkable sense of belonging. After graduation, my friends and I stayed on for the summer because we knew we would never again have the experience of being in each other’s company every day. We punted on the river and tried to play lawn tennis. It was an idyllic time, but also bittersweet.  

Like one of the oddities in the Ashmolean’ 

As a woman, you sometimes had the sense of being an anomaly, like one of the oddities in the Ashmolean. Magdalen, the college I chose, had been all-male for more than 500 years. There were lots of little, incidental ways in which life in college hadn’t been reimagined for women: High table was almost inaccessible to high heels. I don’t think there was a lot of awareness, self-consciousness, about the need to change. Just before graduation, I was standing in the hallway of the Daubeny Building— in my pyjamas— when a Rhodes friend introduced me to her parents. They talked to me about going to Los Angeles to work as an intern at a regional theatre there, the Mark Taper Forum. I really didn’t know what I was going to do with a degree in Shakespeare. They opened a door to the next part of my life. 

‘Another kind of observer’ 

At the Taper, I was initially a kind of observer, which allowed me to do a lot of things that, if I’d had an actual job, I wouldn’t have been able to do. I could sit in on rehearsals and casting sessions, I could hear costume and set designers describe their vision for a show. I read a lot of scripts initially, and gradually I worked my way up the literary ladder and became more involved with the writing and commissioning of plays as a dramaturge. I would sit in a rehearsal room with the director and playwright and cast and they would turn to me and say, ‘Well, what do you think about this?’  I loved it, because it was a way to contribute that was active and three-dimensional, but also cerebral. It was an incredible job that I didn’t know existed before I was lucky enough to land in it. 

Later, I ventured into TV and film, but to this day, I feel there is something about live performance—something that happens in the presence of other people— that doesn’t happen in any other medium. The vibrancy of that, the specificity, really spoke to me. 

 At the Taper, I worked with a playwright and director on a play about a girl who is being sexually abused. I found myself giving them lots of ideas about what she might say and how she might feel. It was strange; no one ever asked me how I happened to know so much about her fear, her sense of isolation. But privately, I began to acknowledge my kinship with the character and the crisis she was facing. 

‘A secret life’ 

When I was 16, I left ballet because I had gotten involved with a much older dancer in the company, and he began to sexually abuse me and beat me. I never told anyone. I think that’s part of what keeps women or children—and men—trapped: you don’t know how to bridge the gap between your secret life and your sunlit life, where you work so hard to contain everything, cope with everything, make everything seem fine. Also, you don’t realise that other people can help.  

In 2016 I wrote a memoir, The Future Tense of Joy, which is about a lot of things—Yale, Oxford, being a Rhodes scholar—but at its heart it’s about abuse and its aftermath. It was published before the beginning of the #MeToo movement, so people weren’t talking openly about abuse. I’ve travelled around the country to bookstores and community centres to talk about my book, and almost invariably there is someone at the back of the room who comes forward when everyone else has left to say, ‘Your story is my story, too’.  Sometimes someone tells me, ‘I’m in a violent relationship and I don’t know what to do’.  I always carry with me the phone numbers of the local shelters, so people will have a place to go to feel safe.  

‘The arts are the way back to those shared values’ 

Some people say, ‘The wound is the way in’, and I guess that’s been true for me.  Telling the truth about what happened to me has become my ‘world’s fight’. This terrible experience, which went on for almost a year, inspired my life’s work. It also reinforced that lesson from childhood: the arts—writing, composing, drawing, dancing—can create meaning. I’ve often felt that art was the ‘poor stepchild’ of the Scholarship. But the world is desperately in need of healing, and it’s only by creating correspondences between people that those ruptures can ever be healed. I sometimes think art is the only way to make sense, because there are fundamental truths that elude people in the chaos of war, or even in the hubbub of daily life. The arts are a way back to those truths, those shared values. 

‘The only question is, what are you doing for other people?’ 

I used to volunteer at an elementary school on Skid Row called Para Los Ninos. The children lived in cars, in shelters; there were always used needles on the playground from the neighbourhood junkies. I worked on writing projects with the children and took them to a bookstore to buy each of them a book. Most of them had never owned a book before. On my first day, I sat on the floor to talk with them about writing, and there was a banner above my head with a quote from Dr. King: ‘The only question is, what are you doing for other people?’ And I thought, that’s it. That’s the question. For me, that’s the ideal definition of the ‘world’s fight’.  

‘The idea of a career is a fairly recent construct’ 

I don’t think people’s lives need to have a narrative throughline. The idea of a ‘career’ is a fairly recent construct.  A lot of things happen serendipitously, and it’s important to be open to that: to making mistakes, to making poor choices, to trusting that if you fail, you’ll discover something better. That sort of improvisation or flexibility is not always emphasised when people are as ambitious as Rhodes Scholars often are.  

'Take real chances’ 

If I were to offer advice to current and future Rhodes Scholars, I would say: Take chances. Take real chances. Don’t necessarily choose between two well-defined paths. Be willing to ask: ‘What could I bring to this very fraught moment in history that will really make a difference to a lot of other people?’ I would urge them, right from the beginning of their grown-up lives, to say, ‘What do I have to offer that no one else can, and how can I do it?’  I also believe there are many possibilities, opportunities, that aren’t ready to be revealed. If you’re not open to them, you might not spot them in time. Rhodes Scholars have so much to give. I would encourage them to be creative and improvisational, because I think being inventive and resourceful are qualities that are hinted at in Cecil Rhodes’s mandate, but that have new meaning now, new urgency. 

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