I'm swallowing hard, here; breathing deep. Tuesday night, around 6:30 the UPS truck pulled up in front of my house and delivered the package for which I had been obsessively checking my front porch. I opened the box immediately and pulled out a text-book size green volume: "Teaching Language Deficient Children." I quickly flipped through it then set it on the floor in front of me. This was followed by a deck of Association Method Noun Picture cards and another stack of 295 phoneme, drop drill and word cards.
Here it is, I thought. Time to get started. Then I was immediately overcome by exhaustion and packed everything back in the box!
I took the book out again yesterday as the kids ate their pizza lunch and skimmed through it a bit more thoroughly. I was fighting another wave of exhaustion after five minutes. It is intimidating to me. The book is packed full of vocabulary that I don't know and symbols that I don't understand. How in the world am I going to teach this? And where is the step-by-step here is how you do it chapter? It isn't in there! Why? Because it is written for teachers and speech pathologists. I'm neither.
More deep breathing.
BUT! last night I sat down with a sharp pencil in one hand and that surly green book in my lap and went to it. The only way to get started is to get started. I'm giving myself to the 1st of August to organize a game plan for beginning instruction. I may not be a teacher or a speech pathologist but I am one determined mama.
Wish me luck!