Category: Apraxia

  • Diagnosis, Disability, and Finding your Tribe

    Diagnosis, Disability, and Finding your Tribe

    ​Parenting children is hard.  That isn’t a secret.  Parenting a child with a disability has even extra challenges that shake us to our core.

    I have a daughter with special needs and numerous learning challenges.  When she was almost three, she received her first diagnosis of Childhood Apraxia of Speech, a rare and severe speech disorder in children.  That was the beginning of many a “dark day” in my parenting journey with her.  I remember putting her in her car seat, tears in my eyes as her bright blue eyes smiled back at me and seemed to ask, “why are you crying?”  I sobbed that day.  I cried for so many reasons.  Fear, uncertainty, guilt and confusion.  I texted a friend I was devastated, and I truly felt like I had the wind knocked out of me.

    Slowly I found a community of parents who had children with apraxia as well; and I started to feel hope again.  I started to believe what was possible for their children was possible for mine as well.  I found my tribe, as I like to say.  All these parents understood me, my daughter, our challenges and the significance of our small successes!  I discovered there was a walk to honor kids like mine and spread awareness.  I connected with others in my community and no longer felt alone.  I no longer felt devastated but instead felt blessed by the friendships I had formed.

    My daughter has went on to receive multiple and additional disabilities since that first one of apraxia.  I can’t lie.  Each new diagnosis, report, or low test score feels like a punch in the gut all over again.  However, we have our people now.  We have our tribe.  We have others who understand.  They understand that sometimes you are in such a state of deep grief you can do nothing else but cry and cannot face the world that day.  We also know that stage doesn’t last, and when a member of our tribe is down, we will rally around them and be ready to pick they back up when they are ready to face the day again.

    I learned that some of my darkest nights were followed by the most glorious sunrise; and I found that sunshine in the community around us.  No one should suffer alone.  No matter the struggle, we should all find others who understand our unique situation in the world.  For us, community was the light that found its way into the dark tunnel of grief and showed us the way out.

  • An open letter to the well meaning “I’m here for you.”

    An open letter to the well meaning “I’m here for you.”

    May is Apraxia Awareness Month and Mental Health Awareness Month.  From the surface, it does not seem like they have very much in common.  Apraxia is a rare and severe speech disorder in children, and mental health has to do with, well mental health.  Ironically, they are the two conditions I write about the most.

    I like and do believe that most people are good. Regardless though of how good of intentions a person may have, I think we many times miss the opportunity we actually want to have happen.  I learned this the hard way unfortunately, when I wrote a popular piece on The Mighty for suicide prevention entitled “The Two Word I Would Have Told My Friend Who Died By Suicide.”

    In this piece, I lament that had my friend just called me I would have been there.  I say this as complete truth.  I know I would have.  I just would have.  Unless I had been gravely ill or incapacitated, had my friend called me during her time of crisis I would have been there.  Who could argue I didn’t have good intentions?  Well to my surprise, many did actually.  Many people pointed out that a person with depression isn’t going to reach out to anyone because they already feel like a burden.  Many people pointed out had I really wanted to help her it would have been I that would have reached out instead.  Oh, and not just reached out and asked, “How can I help you?”  No, not that.  I should have kept reaching out and reaching out because depression is insidious, trapping the person inside.

    Obviously, that was a hard pill to swallow.  However, Maya Angelou once said, “When you know better, you do better.”  In other words, there is no point in feeling guilty about the past because you didn’t know; but once you know, you have an obligation to do better in the future.  Knowing what I know now, I would have kept reaching out.

    This may seem like an odd jump, but the same is true when it comes to mothers to a child with a disability, or heck, the person WITH a disability.   The road is HARD.  That doesn’t mean we would change the road, or wish we had a different car for the road; but it is hard and many times lonely road.   Even close family members will not understand the struggle.  For all those of you telling your friends things like “I’m here if you need me” or “Call anytime” or “Let me know if you need a break.”  I’m asking you to just assume they do and go help them.  Show them that you are there for them.  Offer a day and time you are taking their kids or bringing them coffee and just going to have an adult conversation with them.

    No one, whether it is depression, special needs parenting, or being the person with a disability wants to feel like they are a burden or imposing themselves on anyone.  SHOW them you are there for them.  ACTION.  This is blunt but true.  No one cares what you say, they care what you do.  If you, or me, or anyone else really means “I’m here for you,” then do it.  Show it!

    Currently, I feel like people don’t understand another person’s plight that is not their own until they experience it themselves.  A person who has never had depression doesn’t understand why a person with depression wouldn’t reach out.  A person who has never had a child with special needs, doesn’t understand how difficult it is until or unless they have a child who has a disability.  A person who has never been a single mom doesn’t understand how difficult it is to be a single mom unless the person goes through being a single mom themselves.

    This doesn’t have to be the case!  In this age of the internet and information and knowledge at our fingertips, we have an even greater chance at becoming better people.  We may not know first hand the experiences of others, but we can read about them and then take actions to improving, enriching, and enhancing the lives of each other.

    I could have been indignant that those who actually had depression told me my well-meaning “had she just called me” didn’t hold any weight; or I could learn from it.  I chose the latter and I know that in the future, if I ever think anyone is struggling again I won’t wait for their phone call, but will deliver it myself.

    Le’ts let this age of information make our lives and the lives of those around us better, because knowledge is power and we have knowledge at our fingertips. If we know that it is a universal truth that everyone in this life will have or will be going through some sort of struggle, let’s choose to be kind and not simply say “we are here if you need me,” but take the actions that show others we truly care.

    Let this Apraxia Awareness Month and Mental Health Awareness Month not just be a crazy coincidence, but a reminder that everyone on this planet is experiencing joys, fears, heartaches, and love and that is simply this thing called LIFE.  Beyond the “I’m here for you,” let’s let this month be a chance for us to show it through our actions.  Mark Twain said, “Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed in the things you didn’t do, than by the things you did do.”  So in this month of May, what are YOU going to DO to make a difference?

     

  • The 6th apraxia awareness day brought smiles, tears, and a jaw dropping moment

    Can it be that this is officially the SIXTH Apraxia Awareness Day?  The first one was way back in 2013 and was fresh off the heels of Ashlynn’s diagnosis.  At that time I was in such a sad place and having an awareness day was uplifting, empowering, inspiring, and amazing.

    Not much has changed, but for different reasons.  This was the first year I decided to go into Ashlynn’s classroom and officially “teach” about apraxia to her classmates.  I hadn’t done it before because apraxia didn’t seem to be keeping her from living her life and making friends, but this year had been different.  Though Ashlynn’s apraxic component is considered mostly resolved, her co-morbidities of dysarthria and language disorder impact her word finding, ability to get her words out, and make her talk slower and sound a little slushier and not as crisp as other students.

    I had a 5th grade student I have seen since second grade come and give the presentation with me.  Interestingly enough, I met and started treating him in second grade, when he was in the very same classroom that Ashlynn was currently in.  As we sat in front of 86 second graders, I saw his confidence grow throughout the presentation.

    I sat behind him ready to clarify anything that didn’t need clarifying.  Like a pro, he listed the three main causes:
    1.) Genetic
    2.) Brain injury
    3.) No known cause and just present at birth

    He was adamant to me beforehand that the kids know you “can’t catch it.”  I thought it was odd and told him I thought most kids wouldn’t think that, but if he wanted to say that it was a valid point.  I was shocked, I mean stunned, when I tell you what happened when he asked those 86 second graders if they thought they could catch it like a cold.

    THEY ALL RAISED THEIR HANDS.

    I was shocked, but my 5th grade student wasn’t. He knew.  I know a lot about apraxia, but this was new.  I had no idea kids thought they could catch it just by hanging out with her.  Oh my gosh!!  Had I known this I would have been teaching about apraxia to her class EVERY awareness day since she was in preschool.    Like a professional, and with his apraxia on display, my 5th grade student explained apraxia was nothing like a cold and you couldn’t catch it.  He reiterated the three main causes and moved on.  I had to have been beaming with pride from behind him.

    Next up was our demonstrations on what it feels like to have apraxia. My student gave the example of having the kids imagine they wanted to say “dog” and they knew the word “dog” but when they opened their mouth they said something completely different like “bwog,” and no matter how much you know how to say it and what you want to say, your mouth won’t say it correctly.  The second graders eyes were big and curious.

    Since Ashlynn also has extreme word finding issues compounded by anxiety, I had prepared an activity in which we called up two students.  I had a sentence written on a piece of paper that student 1 would have to act out for student 2 to guess without saying words.

    My student called on a boy and a girl each time for the first three examples.  For the fourth, just like a true teacher, he asked Ashlynn to call on two students.  She was excited to have control.

    After this activity it was time for questions.

    “How many kids have it?” asked one student.  About to jump in this 5th grader said,
    “1 in every two schools.”  What a great way to say 1 in every 1000 students!

    “What does it feel like?  Does it hurt?” asked one child.  The 5th grader answered that it doesn’t hurt physically but it hurts emotionally.  Actually he had an apraxic moment and said the opposite, but I was there to make the minor clarification and he went on to explain that it hurts emotionally.  “It hurts when you want to get something out and you can’t and it makes you sad.”  I seriously think I had tears in my eyes.  He was getting through to these kids.

    The day was so full circle.  When I met this 5th grader, I had just completed my Apraxia-Kids bootcamp training and was ready to help and empower children with apraxia.  Here I sat three years later from bootcamp and six years later from Ashlynn’s diagnosis beaming with pride.  What I learned today was our kids with apraxia are going to be okay.  Empowering them with knowledge and giving them a platform to educate and be their true authentic selves is going to be the winning formula.  Beyond resolving or not resolving, having residual effects or not, empowering our kids with knowledge and then giving them the opportunity to educate is going to change the world.  It really is, and I know our kids may struggle in school, but they are going to win in LIFE.

    We sent the kids away with treat bags and an informational tag on apraxia.  I had planned on reading the book in the picture but decided against it because the demonstration was so much more powerful and interactive.

    At the end, my 5th grade student passed out treat bags with Ashlynn.  Where Ashlynn was shy and reserved, he encouraged her to stand with him and help him pass them out.  She beamed and felt special.  I looked at them and saw the passing of the torch.  I had empowered him, and here he was empowering and encouraging my daughter.  I just sat back and watched with tears of gratitude in my eyes.  I have told him multiple times, begged him actually to come back and find me somehow when he is older.  I know he is destined for so many greater things than just his apraxia.  In fact, apraxia has prepared him to be the incredible person I know he’s going to be.

  • A fish in a tree and the teacher who helped her swim

    A fish in a tree and the teacher who helped her swim

    Ashlynn is in 2nd grade and is in Girl Scouts.  She has been in Girls Scouts since Kindergarten.  She loves it; but honestly, Ashlynn loves most activities and new adventures.  Yes she has apraxia, dyspraxia, SPD, ADHD, learning disabilities and a language processing disorder; but despite all of those disabilities she is a true extrovert that one.

    Ashlynn’s Girl Scout troop leader is seriously amazing.  If there were an award, I would nominate her to be the best girl scout troop leader in the state, because she is.    A girl scout troop leader is a volunteer who donates their time.  This woman though I think must be a real life saint who deserves a salary.  When Ashlynn first started Girl Scouts I wrote a post about how she became misty eyed and told me that she knew what Ashlynn was going through.

    When I first met her, I noticed something a little off with her speech.  Later I found out she has a hearing disability, and has had one since birth.  From the beginning she was very concerned about Ashlynn’s needs.  I was also surprised to learn that she had never had anyone with a disability before.  She told me she just wanted to make sure this experience was the best possible experience for her, and that she was willing to make accommodations or help her however she could.  We ended up having to make a few accommodations, especially with requirements. For example, in Kindergarten the girls needed to have memorized their name AND address to earn a special pin.  It took everything we could do for Ashlynn to learn the address, but we could just not get the phone number at that time.  Ms. E made an accommodation like a trained special education teacher would; and said as long as she can memorize one of the two, she would earn her pin.

    The other night the girls had homework.  It was a picture where you had to find items hidden in the picture.  She sent home the actual picture; and then she found, on her own, a simpler picture and told me that Ashlynn just had to finish one.  In special education we call this modifying the curriculum.  This woman has never read Ashlynn’s IEP.  She does not in fact know her modifications or accommodations.  She intuitively does them.  I can’t help but think it’s because she understands.  She has walked Ashlynn’s shoes.  She totally, totally gets it.

    This past weekend there was an event at the Denver Zoo called “Bunk with the Beasts.”  The girls would get to spend a night away from home and “camp” at the zoo.  Right after I received the group email about the event, her troop leader followed up with a personal email requesting that she know of any special accommodations or help that Ashlynn would need so she could do them.  She didn’t want Ashlynn to miss out.  I sent back a big list.  Ashlynn has dyspraxia.  Activities of daily living, like all the steps to get ready for bed are NOT easy. Her troop leader wrote back it wouldn’t be a problem.  A few days later a chaperone pulled out so I was asked to come.  I was thrilled!  I said yes immediately.  This way her troop leader could focus on the other 18 girls, and I could be there and help Ashlynn.

    When we arrived, there were 4 adults to 19 girls.  Her troop leader split them into groups of two.  She told me that usually a chaperone or leader is not placed with their girl, but in this case she made an exception.  So her and I were in charge of one group of girls in which Ashlynn was a part of, and the other two co scout leaders were in charge of the other group of girls for the zoo tour and excursions.  Some would find this preferential treatment; but it is in fact, an accommodation. I found a renewed sense of awe in this woman.  She went onto explain that many of the girls have developed “best friends” and she purposefully separated them for this event because a troop cannot be a troop unless they all learn how to work together.  I shrugged it off.  She looked at me more earnestly and said, “No, when I mean best friends I mean like this,” and she proceeded to hug my arm and not let go.  I still shrugged it off not realizing yet her point.

    As she gathered the girls and called out what group they were in, one of the girls was visibly shaken.  Her mom is a girl scout troop co-leader and I was standing next to her at the time.  She told me that this was a big reason her daughter wants to quit Girl Scouts next year, because Ms. E insists that the girls be separated from their best friends.  As she talked I looked on.  Most girls had a best friend in which they were sitting next too.  If not, they were still obviously part of the group.  Two girls sat in the back of the group slightly removed, but Ashlynn was basically completely removed in the back by herself.  Don’t get me wrong, she wasn’t acting upset or lonely.  Ashlynn loves girl scouts.  It just struck me in that moment that most girls had an “arm clinging” best friend, and my daughter had no one.  This mother I was standing next to felt so bad her daughter would feel alone and away from her best friend for a couple of excursions, and my daughter felt that way basically all the time.  I don’t fault this mom.  Maybe if I didn’t have a kid with a disability, I would feel the same way too.  Maybe I wouldn’t understand or even notice that another child in the group, the child with disabilities never had any of those best friend moments.  Maybe I would be sad that my child would be sad for a couple hours and never realize this girl in the same troop sitting in the back by herself doesn’t EVER have an “arm hugging” best friend. Maybe…..

    Ms. E did though.  Ms. E noticed.  That’s why she split them up.  Society needs to stop casting those who are different to the outside, but including them and accepting them too!  We are all better when we work together.  Ashlynn and I had the best time.  Ms. E paired each child with a “buddy” and Ashlynn was thrilled to have a peer’s hand to hold as she walked around the zoo.  Ashlynn’s joy is so contagious and she is an adult magnet.  I could see though in this setting, just how unlike her peers she looks.  She’s not shy.  She doesn’t get embarrassed or worried about making mistakes.  She bonks into stuff and people and laughs at herself.  She loses attention easily and starts to wander which would annoy her buddy.  She would randomly start talking or singing when you weren’t supposed to and her buddy would have to shush her. It didn’t matter though.  It made Ashlynn’s entire night to be part of her peer group.

    I came home and cried to my husband I get why girls think she’s different.  She’s not stuck up.  She’s not concerned about what other people think.  It’s amazing how society gets it’s grasp into children as young as second grade.  I noticed so many girls tugging at their shirts, checking their appearance, and censoring what they say because they want to fit in.  I couldn’t help but look at Ashlynn and think of the Dr. Seuss quote, “Why fit in when you were born to stand out?”

    What’s ironic is these kids who “stand out” end up changing the world.  I am almost obsessed with successful people.  Notice I didn’t say “famous” people, though many might be famous.  No SUCCESSFUL people.  People actually changing the world and making it a better place.  The innovators and visionaries.  Most of them were kids who were a little different.  Some may have had a “disability” like ADHD, dyslexia, or whatever.  Bill Gates said once, “Be nice to the nerds.  You might end up working for them.”

    Last month in the news the boy scouts were under fire for revoking the eagle scout badge for a teen with Down Syndrome.  The parents filed a lawsuit claiming that their son was being discriminated against because without accommodations, there would be no way he could earn the necessary requirements to get the Eagle Scout Award.    

    The argument against him earning the award was that though he tried his hardest, he did not meet the requirements set forth.  If you don’t have a person with a disability in your family, I could see how this could make sense to you.  There are requirements that have been established, and if a person can’t meet them for whatever reason, they don’t.  There are able bodied children who don’t meet the requirements either and that’s just the way it is, right?

    Let me point out this graphic.

    This graphic compares teaching to going to a doctor.  Kids go to the doctor for different symptoms, and the doctor treats the symptoms.  It would be ridiculous though if you went in with a broken arm and the doctor prescribed antibiotics.  Under our current educational model that is not inherently inclusive; this is exactly what is happening.  The current educational model is based on a child without any learning, attention, or behavioral disabilities.  The lessons are made and the classrooms are set up for kids who can sit in a chair, listen and interpret information, and then attend to their work.  It is not equipped for  the child who needs sensory breaks, or the child who needs to use asisstive technology to help them write because they can’t, or the child who needs assistive technology to have something read to them because they can’t read.  It is not set up for the child who cannot learn through the auditory channel but learns best through visual and tactile channels.  Here is the most important piece though about all of this.  Children who are not “typical” CAN show their learning and skills in other ways if they are just given accommodations!!

    That’s not fair, you might say.  I would counter that it’s not fair we have a bunch of children with broken arms (learning disabilities) being forced to take antibiotics (traditional education), and then are penalized for failing. They are SET UP to fail.  A system that mandates all children must learn the same and prove they have learned the same is a broken, discriminatory system.  As Albert Einstein once said, “If you judge a fish by it’s ability to climb a tree, it will spend it’s whole life thinking it is stupid.”

    Ms. E understands this and I am so, so thankful to her.  The challenge today for apraxia awareness month was to recognize a teacher making a difference.  There are so many amazing people I could choose, but today I Thank you Ms. E, for recognizing my daughter is a fish and deserves a chance to swim.

  • Good SLP’s for apraxia are addressing the head in the hands

    Good SLP’s for apraxia are addressing the head in the hands

     

    Therapy for apraxia is direct and intense.  Any task that involves motor planning is this way.  Motor planning any skill, whether it be learning to shoot hoops, hit a tennis ball, or learning to speak when your etiology is motor planning (apraxia), instruction needs to be intense and involve a lot of repetitive practice.

    I remember when I attended an intensive 4 day training, Dr. Ruth Stoeckel from Mayo clinic was asked how many repetitions SLP’s should be looking to get in therapy.  She hesitated and expressed concern about giving a number.  I didn’t understand her hesitation at the time.  It was a simple question, how many repetitions should we be trying to get in therapy?  We were all professionals.  We all understood that this number would be in the ideal circumstance, and that many factors would decrease the number.  Still, she was hesitant to give a number.  She did finally say in the ideal circumstance, we are looking to get around 200 reps per session.

    I now realize why Dr. Stoeckel was hesitant to throw out that number.  It’s not only because it can only happen in the most ideal circumstances and we might frequently fall short.   The main concern is that a number doesn’t take into account a child’s emotional health.

    Let me say it again.  Yes our goal is to get a lot of reps, but it doesn’t take into account a child’s emotional health!

    I was talking to a student who is Ashlynn’s para right now and he is looking to earn his special education degree.  He expressed concern that others seemed so much smarter than him and he was worried he wouldn’t be as good a teacher.  He was the only person in Ashlynn’s life thus far who recognized her anxiety and nail picking and fixed it by buying her a rubber band ball.  His professor actually admonished him for it.  It just went to show his professor sitting at the university was completely out of touch with what was going on the field, and that was my point to this young man.

    I have met brilliant SLP’s.  Seriously brilliant.  “C’s get degrees” does not apply in my field.  I’m not trying to boast either, it just doesn’t happen.  Graduate school for speech/language pathology is extremely competitive, and average GPA’s, AVERAGE, were 3.88 to 3.97 at the time I was trying to get into graduate school.  That means a fair amount of current SLP’s held college level GPA’s that were 4.0.

    It’s important to have the best of the best teaching our children to talk; however, a GPA can never account for what I would consider to be one of the most important qualities in an SLP.  It’s a quality I can’t even succinctly put into one word, but it is by and far the most important.  It is a therapist’s ability to read and then respond to the emotional health of their student or client.  If we, in our quest to get 200 reps completely disregard any signs of emotional anxiety, distress, or defeat in the child; we have lost everything we had hoped to gain.

    Let me say that again.  If we sacrifice a child’s emotional health for the sake of getting in so many reps, we have lost EVERYTHING.

    Speech therapy is predominately speech and language therapy, but the counseling aspect I believe is significantly underscored. My graduate program did include a class on counseling in speech therapy, but it was geared primarily to the adult population or for those who stutter.  Our pediatric field recognizes now the importance of counseling in stuttering therapy, but there is very little information out there on counseling and our kids with not just apraxia, but also a phonological disorder, articulation disorder, or a language impairment.

    What Dr. Stoeckel was trying to tell us in her hesitation of throwing out a number of reps we should be targeting, is that if we sacrifice their emotional health and our trust relationship with them for the sake of getting in a certain amount of reps, we have sacrificed everything.

    I get sent videos from time to time asking for advice, and usually what I find striking is NOT the speech therapy that is being done, but the absolute blind eye turned to a child’s nonverbal signs of emotional distress.  I remember watching one video and the child was enrolled in PROMPT therapy.  The SLP was kind, competent, and skilled at what she was doing.  What she never even once acknowledged though was that the child would constantly put his head in his hands when she asked him to repeat anything.  Nothing was said.  Nothing at all!  Not, “It’s okay, I know this is hard, but you got this!” or “I know it’s so hard and I can see you are frustrated so let’s take a break.”

    Nothing. Just, “Say it again, try again.”

    It was all about reps and speech and reps and speech and reps and speech and reps and speech.

    I’m here to tell you, if we aren’t addressing the head in the hands, the best and the smartest SLP in the world isn’t going to make progress.  I told this student, if we aren’t addressing the nail picking that causes bleeding, the best and smartest SPED teacher in the world isn’t going to make progress.

    Let’s go back to motor planning though, since the research is telling us that is the most effective form of treatment for apraxia.  If we liken it to another motor skill like basketball, is the job of a coach JUST to teach the kid the right technique and the right form to shoot a basket?  Or, is the job a coach to also encourage, foster, and nourish their confidence as well?  In that analogy, it seems obvious; yet with speech therapy we still don’t seem to be there yet.

    A final example comes from a newer client of mine.  Completely nonverbal at the age of 7, her school SLP, who is amazing, risked her job to recommend private therapy.  After three months, she was making progress, but much, much slower then I wanted.  She had major avoidance behaviors and if she were asked to repeat anything again she would point to something else, pretend her finger hurt, or try to get off topic.  The avoidance behaviors decreased the more she developed trust and had success, but I still felt like I was missing something.

    Since Valentine’s day was coming up, I decided we would take a break from speech and do something fun.  Make Valentine’s.  I still embedded a few target words in the activity, but for the most part, the focus was on the Valentine.  She made one and I made one.  When I showed her mine, I read all the things I wrote about to her.  I stressed that she was brave and could do hard things.  Her brown eyes searched my face, wanting to believe me.  When I read she was creative, she proudly pointed to the Valentine she had made, and I nodded in affirmation.  After the session, I had her mom come in and read it.  She beamed as her mom read the words on the page.  Before she left I looked her in the eye again and told her she was brave and could do hard things.  This time, though her eyes still searched my face, she nodded her head.

    The next day her school SLP sent me a video.  She had a breakthrough and said two new words and her confidence was through the roof.  We both decided taking time to address her emotional health was going to be just as critical to her speech progress as were the principles of motor learning.

     

    My message today is this.  You can have the smartest, most competent, adept and amazing SLP in the world;  but if they aren’t addressing the head in the hands, the avoidance behaviors, or a child’s emotional heath; they are sacrificing EVERYTHING. In our quest to provide good therapy for apraxia, we keep in mind the principles of motor learning, but ALSO what it means to be a child’s coach and champion.  That might mean some sessions we elicit 0 reps, but what we gain in trust is immeasurable.

    Be the therapist who is looking to give good therapy, but who first and foremost is always looking for and then addresses the head in the hands.  Your kids will thank you.

     

  • I Know an Old Lady Who Swallowed a Clover: Speech/Language Book Companion and Activity Pack

    I Know an Old Lady Who Swallowed a Clover: Speech/Language Book Companion and Activity Pack

    Back again for St. Patrick’s day, my popular “There Was an Old Lady” book companion template to work on a variety of skills!

    • the repetitive vocabulary pictures from the book and sequencing grid to aid in story retell

    • Two different following directions activities: one following simple one step directions, and the other following directions using positional/spatial concepts
    • a four page mini book to practice the carrier phrases: she has, she saw, she wants, & she ate + book vocabulary pictures

     

     

     

    • an enlarged picture of the old lady to glue on a manila envelope or cereal box and “feed her” the vocabulary pictures.

    To get this book companion, visit my TpT store