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She has to be vibrating some laryngeal structure in addition to her vocal cords. BTW the whole time I was playing this, Kimchi my cat was really pissed off because she hates whistling and singing noises. She was biting my hands and arms as if I was the one making this noise.

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This is very pertinent to my new job! One big part of it is that I evaluate patient's swallowing and feeding ability. XD I don't work in an acute unit though... thank goodness! The Sputum patate mold thing sounds a bit too gross for me, and I have to admit I do a great job handling gross stuff.

You might be a dysphagia therapist if...

Dysphagia is the medical term for "problems swallowing/feeding" btw.

And P.S. -- my "cornbread" is scrambled eggs. I view all scrambled eggs on a patient's food tray with much distrust and suspicion. Sure, it's "dental soft" but it's to gummy and chewy and crusty and soft that I basically think it's "advanced consistency." Grrrr!
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I have a new job! Today was the end of my first week there all on my own. I started last week-- last Monday-- but that was training. I just followed around the current speech-language pathologist (SLP) there and kinda learned the ropes.

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Sadly, I must say this is probably the last entry of these... I don't work at the primary school anymore, where I was exposed to the silly things that 5-8 year old say on a daily basis. Do enjoy the silly things the kids said during my last couple of months at the school. :)


Me: *during imaginative play with blocks* Why is their crabby patty bigger than their house?
Child 1: Because they put ketchup on it


Child 2: "Hair" starts with "s," right?

Me: What's something beautiful?
Child 2: You.

Child 3: Do you have parents?
Me: Yes. Do you?
Child 3: Sure.

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Beginnings: Moving back to my hometown area. Being around my family more. Getting a job (hopefully) at a local hospital. Growing and blossoming into my career. Learning leadership skills at my potential new job. Moving on from my relationship. Training my dog. Finding a new apartment. Making new friends with the new staff at the potential new job. Enjoying the woods and trails by where my mom lives. Saving up because I have no savings because I paid off my student loans already (woot). Meeting new guys and playing the flirting game. Getting used to living alone. Reading the "Southern Reach" series by James Vandermeer. Trying to balance and maintain the amazing relationship I've built with my ex-boyfriend's family with not making things awkward.

Endings: Working at the primary school. Saying goodbye to the kids there, and the staff. Saying goodbye to the awesome friends I made at the gym. Saying goodbye to my work friends. Ending the relationship with my boyfriend of nearly 2 years (it was a mutual thing, we're ending on good terms and with good feelings yay). Living in that town of high crime and wedging chairs under the doorknobs each night. Getting coughed on by little kids who don't remember to cover their mouths.
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I love reading these stories because it gives me some insight as to what it's like to be living with a disability or disorder, and what it's like for the family too. I want to learn and know all I can because it's my job to work with people and families to improve the areas that are challenging for them. The therapists and care team can never ever forget the powerful emotional impact of disability to individuals and families, and these books provide a lot of insight and information. :)

The following is a list of books I have read so far or am going to read soon. They're in no special order.

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They're trying with Common Core, but he's right -- it doesn't quite work. How can you quantify learning to the degree to Common Core requires? It's a valiant effort to try to think of and implement educational standards across the nation, but it's not working the right way.

Common Core is all about test scores. But life and learning are not all about tests. They can't be -- learning is so much more than that, and testing and assessments CANNOT measure certain aspects of learning (like in the pic below).

And what about learners who are not test-takers? I had classmates who were smart as heck but couldn't show that knowledge on a paper-pencil based test; they could show it in real-life situations, or in discussions. Doesn't that matter, too? To demonstrate knowledge in real life and not on paper -- doesn't that actually mean so, so much more than some scribbles on paper that are quantifiable by a percentage correct?

And for me, who's passion is special education. What about my kiddos with various impairments in cognition and/or language? What about motor impaired kids with cerebral palsy, who cannot fill in a bubble on a standardized test due to uncontrollable muscle tone and control issues?

How can Common Core measure the learning of my area of students?

It can't.

Yet on my paperwork I have to match my functional, real-world language goals and objectives with dumb Common Core correlates. My goals look like: "Student will demonstrate knowledge of age-appropriate spatial, temporal, qualitative, and quantitative concepts;" and then that's tied with something like IL-CC.4A - Listening. Another one is "Student will increase intelligibility by reducing deletion of final consonants in words" is tied to IL-CC.4B - Speaking. It feels really stupid to fill in that part of the paperwork. What I do with my students is so much more than 4A-Listening or 4B-Speaking. Bleh.

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I'm currently reading Brain on Fire: My month of madness by Susannah Cahalan. It tells of the endless search for a diagnosis of a rare disease of which Susannah suffers. It took one neurologist to try something unthought of and then follow the clues to the true etiology of her disease. Once the cause was found, effective treatment and recovery could begin. It's an amazing story in itself.

Reading it and reflecting on the success of the neurologist to finally figure it out, I thought about my own connection to neurology. It's kind of lengthy, but I've been thinking on it a lot lately and wanted to share it. It's impacted my life a lot in the past couple of years.

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Over the course of my day, I tend to get a lot of hilarious kid quotes. Never mind the speech sound errors -- which sometimes makes things hilarious enough as it is -- but they say the most nonsensical and weird things ever. Kids say weird things. And I didn't even write them all down.

Child 1:

I can use the gila monster's butt.

Child 1: It's growing…
Me: What?
Child 1:……Me.

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An amazing tumblr from a boy living with cerebral palsy. Aaronverse
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Here it is! I love the one about getting furious when a kid decides to mix your play-doh. I was guilty of having this fury in grad school. I relate to so many things on that tumblr it's insane. :P
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There's this awesome website called EveryBody: An Artefact History of Disability in America put together by the Smithsonian Institute. It's so interesting! With pictures, short paragraphs, and easy navigation, it talks about so many aspects of disability and America's history of people who have different disabilities and handicaps. There's so many points within this website that could be raised for discussion and self-reflection. So fascinating!
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Hello everyone!

After a month and a half of nonstop applying to jobs (I applied more than 30 different places), after turning two down and corresponding with lots of job recruiters and basically feeling like I'd die if I didn't get a job, I finally finally got one.

I interviewed earlier this week with the HR guy. I anticipated his office being really cold (schools are always cold and I get cold easily) but his office was rather hot and I was sweating up a monsoon. I was so nervous and my jaw was trembling. I gave a great interview though, and I had really good feelings about it.

Two days later, the HR guy called me and said that the school district wants to offer me the position! And he went on and on listing all the benefits and salary and holidays and days off and I said yes, yes yes yes to all of the above.

My job is going to start in August, and it's at an elementary school a couple of hours away from where I live! I will administer speech and language therapy services to around 25 children (this is a low number), get real paid, and enjoy the benefits of working in a school! Let's see, there's holidays off, summers off, playing with kids all day, making differences in their lives...


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This week was my last week having the full caseload of 43 kids at the preschool. Next week I will step back, let my supervisor enact therapy again, and take some time to observe other educational professionals. On May 4th is graduation! *huge huge huge grin*

In the meantime, I'm scheduling job interviews and applying at lots of places. I hope to get into somewhere local. I'm so sick of commuting. I might have to move upstate to the biggest metropolitan area. I'm not sure I'm ready to move either, but I will if I have to.

My last week was pretty awesome. My kids did well and a couple of them are coming leaps and bounds. It's so cool to see. And it's also pretty amusing how 4-5 year olds tend to have extremes in their moods and behaviors. One moment I'm hugged, and the other moment a kid is crying.

Child 1, fake name used: My mom said I'm Johnny today. But I'm not Johnny. Today, I's skeleton Johnny. See? *gestures wildly, jumping and screaming*

Child 2: I scarecrow. (He was a scarecrow for five minutes. I couldn't get him to put his arms down)

Child 3, tearfully pouting and lisping all his /s/ sounds: I never win. I hate thpeech. I don't even like coming here anyway. I never get to go firtht.

Child 4, who lisps too: Theriouthly?!!?? (Seriously?)

Child 5: *feigning sleep*
Child 6: What's he doing?
Me: Looks like he's pretending to be asleep.
Child 6: Oh my god I thought he was a zombie or something.

Me: And what do you buy at the grocery store? Milk?
Child 7: Milk and cereal and juice and laundry soap. Laundry soap. LAUNDRY SOAP.
Me: What do you use laundry soap for?
Child 7: Washing.
Me: Washing what?
Child 7: Babies.

Child 8: I wish I could fly like a bird. I'm gonna ask Santa to give me flying powers.

Child 8, talking about a picture of a melted snowman: He drank hot coffee and he melted.

Child 8: I love you, Miss (Melluransa). And I love you too, Miss (Supervisor). I love coming to speech.

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Me: I like spring because it has flowers like daffodils, dandelions, daisies, tulips, lilies, gardenias...
Child 1: I like Captain America too!

Child 1 continued: You kill a zombie with a cherry

Child 2: I got one! I got one! And it even makes sense! ....The spaghetti eats the spider!

Child 3: We can't take his brain! He needs a brain or else he won't have ideas!

Child 4: I'm going to read my poem now. Ahem. "Child 4" is a dork.
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Child 1: Poor titty

Child 2: Hey, did you hear about rainbow puffo?
Me: No, I didn't.
Child 2: I meant to say rainbow puffo. Rainbow puffo. *mumbled thoughtfully to himself* Rainbow puffo. ....Rainbow...puffo.

Me: *coloring flower* It's dark purple.
Child 3: *playing with farm set, half-listening* Thanks.

Child 4: The doggie didn't need a wheelchair

Child 5: I have chocolate bones. *bites arm*

Child 6: I like Hello Titty. I have Hello Titty stickers, and Hello Titty shoes, and Hello Titty pillows... (etc)

Child 7: The marker's saying "Money Money Money!"

Child 8, sadly: I'm going to f*** you in the face

Child 9, about other child: It's ok, he just talks like that.

Child 10: These cookies make me hyper but I'm still gonna eat it anyway

Child 11: *dances and sings Gangnam Style, "Sexy Lady" and all. He's 5. O_O*
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I'm not much of a movie person, but I am a language person. This is awesome that Roger could use augmentative-alternative communication to talk after cancer caused him to lose his voice. Helping people who've lost their voice -- or any aspect of their speech or communication, for that matter -- is what my career is all about. *happy squee*

I'm so glad he had such a strong voice. My condolences to his family and those who loved him.

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The most powerful speaker about something like this is one who suffers from it. I think also about Michael J. Fox, who is a powerful advocate for curing and managing Parkinson's Disease.

This kid is awesome! I love seeing success stories about stuff like this where a team approach helps a person who learns differently (because everyone learns differently) to help him achieve success. And, music helped him too! AND if those things weren't awesome enough, he's taking a step beyond and going out, speaking and raising awareness about FASD!!! AWESOME.

Additionally, I love that he mentions that it's more than drinking during pregnancy. It's so easy to make the mother out as a bad guy (well, girl) but it's often more than that. His mom suffered from domestic violence with an alcoholic husband, whose behavior was in part a result of generations of a culture which has no prevention against such things, which is due to other cultures interacting with it and a history between everything, and it's all a result of everything together. If that makes sense. And how complicated this all is makes blame lie a little less neatly.


/intense enthusiasm
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I was looking through my notes for this one apparently terribly boring class I had in 2010. I hate that I don't remember anything from the class, yet had the time to write "VOMIT" in all caps, draw people vomiting, draw the twins, swans, elephants, mice, frogs, stars, spirals, write little notes like "Ahh I wish this class would end omg only 30 mins left I'm gonna dieee," and write "Bill Kaulitz" in cursive over and over and over.

I also found this charming poem I wrote, because I had time to devise poems but not to remember anything from the lectures 3 years later.


Metal walls guarding one's possessions
Slots in the door. Why?
Airholes for trapped children
Bullied and enjailed in those 4 metal walls
Rows of steel jails lining school halls
Stifled cries echoing deafeningly from within
Ear-splitting bangs
Morse code for S.O.S

WTF, me?

The original title for this post was "Weird poems and inattention leading to poor information encoding and recall."
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