On Phone Interviews

August 8, 2014 · 0 comments

Hell Hole Wine
Hell Hole??

I had two job interviews by telephone yesterday, and just lined up a couple more for the coming weeks today.

The one I had first up went well, but I didn’t get the contract…. we’ll see about the other one.

Stasi Museum
Stasi Musem Phone East Germany

I both like and hate phone interviews. One thing is, they seem to expect better answers. You get chances to clarify, but then they don’t get to see whether you’re shaking in your boots or not.

Awesomely modern phone
Old Parliament House Phone, Canberra

Have you ever done a phone interview for a job? What was better and what was worse than F2F?



I’m looking for work.

Centrelink tells me I need to contact 10 prospective employers a week.

Clearly that’s more than there are speechie jobs in my region.

So I go further afield… Bourke. Albury. Wagga.

And then add in other jobs. like home care.

and get a “you’re overqualified” email.

Keep trekkin.



Hello Kitty x Peter Alexander nighty

I got this cuuuute Hello Kitty nighty from Peter Alexander on Monday (a very very late Xmas Gift).


(job interview tomorrow! eep!)


I went shopping for a job interview outfit today. Because I’m a few sizes too big for all my old work clothes now, and because mum said she’d get me something so that I had it ready today. We shopped at Target, and she came out with pants, and I got a skirt, blouse and tights…. I was so close to buying the matching jacket, but that is so not me. *heh*

So, where did the last four months go?

December was a chaotic Hell and while the time since has flown, it seems a lifetime away.

Where has it gone?

What have I done?



The next step

May 1, 2014 · 0 comments

So I am seriously. consciously, applying for jobs.

i’m a speech pathologist with 9 years experience working with school age children with delays, disabilities (Autism, Cerebral Palsy, Intellectual Disabilities etc). I’m fairly awesome when it comes to supporting the inclusion of kids in both mainstream and specialist education settings. I’m also great with language impairments, motor speech disorders like dyspraxia, and love working with kids with dyslexia and other literacy issues because there’s so much some coaching in phonological awareness can help!

I want to work in or near Newcastle because that is where my support base and family are located….

Consider this a putting myself out there post


Fiona Moore
CPSP. B SpPath, M. Inclusive Ed. Awesome.


Back to it

March 3, 2014 · 2 comments


Where do I start?

I’m still looking for a job. Part time, preferably. For my sanity.

I re-enrolled in uni. Master of Applied Linguistics.


Which means relearning Syntax. And how to write essays.

I still live with my parents, and my sister and her kids.

Which I’m grateful for after we nearly lost her last year.

I have a boyfriend. It’s intense and emotional and wonderful.

I’m still in twice weekly therapy.

I’m learning about me.

I’m getting there.


Careful, she bites

November 14, 2012 · 3 comments



Another day, another ruckus. A kid is melting down, taking the class and teachers with him.

Strength in numbers, separating some kids, shuffling those around that can deal with it. Some one on one time with whoever is available.

I hold the girl’s hand in the playground. Not letting her go, not near the boy she will hit and kick when she sees him.

We have a soothing activity.


A hug and a chat.

Rocking the dolly to sleep.

Finding calm where we can.

She doesn’t bite me.

Not today.

It’s been a long year.


Weary, but Ok

October 15, 2012 · 0 comments

Who I'm sleeping with tonight

I woke up well enough.

With my alarm, 6am, out of bed for a walk.

The sleepiness set back in after that,

battled off with trusty caffeine.

Which sent me buzzing a mile a minute.

Churning through visuals, making up feelings boards, supports for Where is the Green Sheep?, flap visuals for Where’s Spot?

Making appointments, for myself, for work.

Planning out the next few weeks.

Thankful for my Google Calendar.

No idea where I’d be without it!

Hit level about midday. Which was a good thing.

And was productive the rest of the day too!

Again tomorrow?


Merewether Beach

I didn’t go to the beach today.

Instead, I spent the day between the dining table and the balcony. Nerding away, blowing my nose repeatedly, and continuing to curse that my brain bounces against my skull as I cough and it hurts.

And I also watched some more Puberty Blues.

Yeah, a bit of a guilty pleasure, but it’s not the worst thing on tele at the moment. I think that honour is split between Big Brother and the X Factor.

At least.

And I love iview.

Now, I have to consider serious things, like salary packaging, HECS, tax free thresholds, and billing.


Do I hafta grow up?



Card Me

August 21, 2012 · 2 comments

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?”


Yay! Speech Shelf!

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.

I’m tired.

But I’m having fun :)