A speech pathologist walks into a grade five classroom.
A ten-year-old boy turns and looks at her.
Then looks at the deputy principal and asks
“Is this a new kid?”
I found my box with my favourite speech things in it. My artic test, my key word sign resources. I set up my room today, and my files. The practice owners bought me purple stationery, because I specified on my speechie blog profile that I “loves working with school aged kids, mucking around in the kitchen, and the colour purple.” I like this place :D
I have five clients, six if you count the other newbie I’ve just booked in. I’ve filled out my first time sheet. I’m writing up my first reports.
A language assessment, speech sounds, some probing for stimulability, start setting goals, something that we can make some progress on over the next 3 months. In the limited time I have to work with these kids.
I talk about what I have to do tomorrow.
Smile, knowing that I’m going to have fun in the moments. That I enjoy this work.
(necklace from I wish I had a little shop. go. like.) I signed up for a job today. Some private clients in another speechie’s practice on the Central Coast. Starting small. And building from there. Progress! :) (shanalogic.com fluttrby)
So I have a job on offer. I want it, Just need to keep the enthusiasm I’ve had And sign that piece of paper come Monday. After an interview for another position. Both would be huge steps But I felt that energy rush and enthusiasm today. (a I remembered barrier games are awesome for almost […]
This week I’m in Hobart for the speech pathology national conference. I’ll be tweeting away and later blogging about the talks at the speechie blog speechie.littlelioness.net Zomg PLS5? I just got used to 4. At least this Ted is washable! Mwah!
Considering a career in vending machines. Japan style. Where am I up to? I’m clearly having way too good a social life. Which is good, actually, despite the lack of sleep and probably too much alcohol in my system, because I really AM starting to make connections down here. Supportive friends, silly friends, people I […]
It’s been two weeks now since I finished work, quitting because the whole prospect of making to to work each day was not going well. So, two week into ‘relaxing’ and ‘sorting out what I want’ where am I? I think I want to go back to work as a speech pathologist. But part time. […]
I walked up to work late this afternoon. After 5, only two people were still there. Just to pick up a few things. Payslips. Olives. As soon as I walked in the door, I could feel it in my chest. That underlying panic that had plagued me there. Wow. Sudden. Obvious to me. So after […]