The goal of stamina. It's an increase. It's strengthening. It's endurance. It's practice. It's short, then it's longer. It's a goal. I've not heard the word stamina much. Now I hear it constantly. It's stamina.
Reading is the increase of time which one can endure. It's a triumph for the teacher to guide a small reader to look at a book without constantly flipping the pages, looking at other readers and sights around the classroom, and yawning or slouching. It's stamina.
Working is the increase of time which one can endure. It's triumph for the one who returns to a job after an illness without tiring. Months, January through June, are gone. July began with two: hours a day, and days a week. October marched in and there were more...four! Endurance with the appropriate break and recharge. It's longer. It's a goal. It's a triumph. It's stamina.
My esteemed colleagues teach the concept of stamina to the small readers. In turn, they have taught me what stamina is. The therapist, too, taught the concept of stamina, and I learned of the strengthening and endurance. I have reinforced the concept of stamina to a small struggling reader. I have had the first reading conferences. I am stronger. Its a longer period of time. It's a goal. It's a triumph. It's stamina.
The defeat of aphasia. It's a decrease. It a weakening. It's embarrassment. It's anxiety. It's patience. It's practice. It's restarting. It's not a goal. I rarely hear the word. It's aphasia.
A slip of the tongue. A trip to the altar to receive Communion. The brain says, "Amen." The mouth said, "Thank you." The brain says that this was 'The Papal Visit' this past September in Philadelphia. The mouth said the 'Paper Visit.' The brain knows that the Pope is the 'Pontiff.' The mouth said 'Plaintiff.'
A bigger slip of the tongue. I started back to work. The stamina was growing. The goal is for me to be at school for the children during small group time. This would be from 10:00 A.M. to 2:00 P.M. every day. It's a goal. An arrival time at 9:30 A.M. would enable me to be there for the students. I texted my coworkers to let them know that I would be there at 9:30 A.M. I can't text, and I never could, so I texted, "9:30." It's short. It's to the point. All but one of the coworkers knew what I was talking about. That coworker was not in on the quest for stamina. I began to tell another coworker about the reaction to the group text and how "9:30" was vague and not nice. The brain said "I sent a group text." The mouth said, "I sent a group sext." This is not a goal. It's embarrassing. It's not a triumph. It's aphasia.
One day at a time. It's stamina. It's anxiety. It's patience. It's a goal. It's increasing. It's the return to normalcy. Aphasia is not a goal. It's decreasing. That's a goal. The slips are fewer. It's practice.
A slip of the tongue. A trip to the altar to receive Communion. The brain says, "Amen." The mouth said, "Thank you." The brain says that this was 'The Papal Visit' this past September in Philadelphia. The mouth said the 'Paper Visit.' The brain knows that the Pope is the 'Pontiff.' The mouth said 'Plaintiff.'
A bigger slip of the tongue. I started back to work. The stamina was growing. The goal is for me to be at school for the children during small group time. This would be from 10:00 A.M. to 2:00 P.M. every day. It's a goal. An arrival time at 9:30 A.M. would enable me to be there for the students. I texted my coworkers to let them know that I would be there at 9:30 A.M. I can't text, and I never could, so I texted, "9:30." It's short. It's to the point. All but one of the coworkers knew what I was talking about. That coworker was not in on the quest for stamina. I began to tell another coworker about the reaction to the group text and how "9:30" was vague and not nice. The brain said "I sent a group text." The mouth said, "I sent a group sext." This is not a goal. It's embarrassing. It's not a triumph. It's aphasia.
One day at a time. It's stamina. It's anxiety. It's patience. It's a goal. It's increasing. It's the return to normalcy. Aphasia is not a goal. It's decreasing. That's a goal. The slips are fewer. It's practice.
Defeat Aphasia
Increase Stamina
Onward and upward to fluent reading, multitasking, and independence. They are growing. They are goals. I will triumph!
