http://www.oprah.com/tows/slide/200611/20061113/slide_20061113_350_101.jhtml
For millions of sleep-deprived mothers around the world, this woman's findings could be a miracle! Priscilla Dunstan, a mom from Australia with a special gift, says she's unlocked the secret language of babies.
worth listening to ;
Baby signing and language development
http://www.literacytrust.org.uk/talktoyourbaby/signing.html
As a speech and language therapist with a particular interest in using positive interaction techniques to develop delayed language, I was fascinated when one of the parents attending a parent programme I was running handed me 'Joseph Garcia's SIGN with your BABY Complete Kit' that she had been sent by her brother in America. The pack advocated the introduction of Amercian Sign Language to normally developing, hearing babies as young as 8 months. The idea of introducing signing to babies in the absence of any difficulties or risk of delay was new to me. We have all seen how the introduction of signs has a positive impact on our language delayed population, but what would be the point of signing with pre-verbal infants who were likely to begin to speak within the next 12 to 18 months anyway?
Thursday, December 13, 2007
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me again RSAC with my beeny on ; born 22 april 1955 ; http://www.veropedia.com/a/April_22#Holidays_
liken unto my attendance pins church sunday school
for as i am in my father my father is in me
the devil drew 1 third of the stars of heaven in his tail and threw them 2 earth,revelation12:4
revelation 2:17 i will give him a white stone and a new name which no one knows but him
christmas bell
IN FLANDERS FIELD 1ST WORLD WAR
In Flanders Fields By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918) Canadian Army
IN FLANDERS FIELDS the poppies blow Between the crosses row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields.
IN FLANDERS FIELDS the poppies blow Between the crosses row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields.
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