The average school-based speech-language pathologist (SLP) is likely to maintain a caseload that consists of a significant number of children with phonological disorders (Gierut, 2001). According to the American Speech-Language Hearing Association (1999), 10-15% of preschoolers have a speech disorder. Given the lifelong importance of phonologic learning and intelligibility in daily functioning, there is a need to utilize effective intervention strategies for targeting these skills. Goal-attack strategies, as stated by Fey (1986), arrange treatment in a way that works to eliminate a child’s phonological errors and restructure the phonological system. The vertical, horizontal, and cyclical goal-attack strategies have been applied to multiple
Songs can connect with how we feel and our experiences. Music has been a major part of my life ever since I was just a toddler. For me music has helped me express what I am feeling and who I am as a person. My therapy has been music, it has helped me through almost every problem I have faced. With listening to the song lyrics, we can get a true understanding of what the artist is trying to tell us.
It was a Friday night. We were thrilled to be out of school, it had been a long week. I was on a short leash with my teachers since me and my pals Barry and John brought stink bombs to school and stunk up the whole cafeteria. At least twenty kids had to go home sick. Needless to say, it was the prank of the year.
Being able to work with both children and adults has allowed me to broaden my view of what the field of speech language pathology will consist of. During my freshman year, in the spring semester of 2014, I was able to volunteer in Marquette’s clinic and take data for an SLP graduate student who was working with an adult with an intellectual disability. This experience allowed me to broaden my basic knowledge of the field of speech-language pathology. Also this past fall semester of 2016, I was able to work with an SLP graduate student in Marquette’s clinic, where we provided therapy to a preschool-aged client. We worked together in creating activities to target his speech language disorder, using both hybrid and clinician-directed approaches throughout the semester. By the end of the semester, we were able to observe very positive results concerning both his receptive and expressive language, which was highly rewarding to see. I am also going to be working in Marquette’s Clinic again next semester where I will be working with clients who have aphasia. This opportunity will allow me to further my knowledge and interest of individuals who I have a special interest
Growing up in South Carolina it was very adventurous. A warm night on October 03 2000 in West Palm Beach, FL Griz was born. I was born in JFK Hospital. But as soon as I born I moved to Dale, SC. All throughout elementary and middle school, I was called Dequan. But when high school started I was called Griz. My pops is a Chef in Florida. After high school, he went to a collinear art school to be a chef. My mother is Nurse at the Bluffton dialysis. After high school, she went to college at the trident university to be a nurse. My mother and pops met and high school and until senior year. I am the oldest out of all my siblings, but I had a sibling that passed away when I was younger. I have 3 siblings. I have two brothers named Aj and tiger and
I really doubt we would do anything but mesh and compromise hardcore and amazingly. Sweet and Spicy, Ill take you Red Lobster or you can take me.. I don 't know what your favorite restaurant is. We really need some time alone. Ill mash the gas and you steer I doubt we would everrrr get tired of each otherrrr.
I couldn’t believe it. Suddenly, it was pouring! I was eleven and I was on a hike in the Zion Canyon Narrows, walking through the Virgin River. The views were spectacular, not a cloud in the sky, and everything was perfect. My dad, Travis, my sister, Annika, my friend, Melissa, and her dad, Trev were with me. Melissa and I were super nervous, because we had never done anything like this before. We came prepared, knowing what to do in case of a flash flood, which we didn’t think would happen at the time.
As raising a ranch with cows, chickens, pigs ects animals it is a hassel. Having my husband telling me to always get up early to have him food ready by when he awakes. Having to clean the ranch and feeding the animals. I cant sleep in if I do my husband turns into an ogar and I know whats coming for me a beating. I do as he pleases I wake up every morning at 5 am before the sun comes up but I dont due my choars. I leave the house and walk to my neighbors house. As she leaves to do some shopping I watch her kids the ones I wasnt able to give my husband I question my self and maybe that is why he treats me the way he does.
Malcolm Forbes once said “diversity: the art of thinking, independently together.” This coveys the idea of Zadie Smith’s personal narrative Speaking in Tongues about embracing ones equivocal character. Zadie applies the use of Symbolism, ethical appeal and conflict of man vs. self to persuade her audience that fitting in a society does not have to mean losing one’s identity, language, or cultural background, rather fitting in can simply mean flexibility towards one’s belief, embracing the spectrum of speaking in tongues and all the rewarding experience it can bring.
For instance, I find my way even when simply ordering my favorite Taco Bell #4 Combo (it's a Mexican Pizza and 2 soft tacos, if you're curious), I hear myself say the "R" in "Four," but I actually drop the "R" at the end. So instead of "four," it sounds like, "Fou," or the cashier assumes "five."
In the essay Mother Tongue by Amy Tan she speaks about how is was when she was growing up. That it was difficult for her to deal with her mother's "fractured English" but, has she grew older she became more proud of her broken way of speaking. She realized that there was nothing wrong with the way her mother spoke and that her mother wasn't different than any other American just because of how she speaks. I think that Tans' main point is very enlightening and should be shared with others. You shouldn't judge a person based on how they sound. Because while we may only have a little understanding of what they are saying they could actually be more eloquent than they appear, that they are just like any other person and that to them it may seem
I thought they were happy to see me, but when I opened the door to our shack, I saw that everything we opened was neatly packed in cardboard boxes. I rubbed my eyes to make sure I was not dreaming.’’How could this happen?’’ I asked myself.My dad stopped packing boxes and looked at me.
The way we speak is all different. Some prefer to speak in what is known as proper English and other rather speak in a more colloquial fashion. Proper English is when a person uses the dictionary meaning for words when they speak. They also speak in a manner that would be deemed appropriate if it was written down. The person speaking in a more colloquial fashion is someone who uses slang words or terms within their communication. This would be like telling a friend that they are “thirsty” for a girl’s attention because they badly want it. In my group of peers we tend to speak in more of an improper form. We constantly use slang terms
Today I woke up pretty early for a summer day, around 7am. I walked downstairs and asked my dad if we could go fishing today. He said yes and suggested that we get ready to leave. I got my fishing pole, fishing net, and my extra fishing pole string. While I was getting my stuff my dad called his friend Jimmy and asked if he wanted to come as well. He said yes, but he will be coming later. I brought my fishing stuff to my dad’s car when I realized he brought his old fishing pole out. I asked him, “Why are you bringing that fishing pole?” I only asked this because it was over 15 years old. He said, “This fishing pole is really good for catching bigger fish.” I didn’t argue with him simply because it was his fishing pole. We left our house around
The fist thing we did was head to the water. It was a hot day, and the water felt so nice and refreshing. The float had been pulled up pretty cloose to the bank so the little kids could play on it. pam was taunting me because I wouldn’t jump off the deep end. After much playing and splashing, the float deck was covered in water this caused it to be very slick. Time and again I jumped off the float, and then