When I was about six-ish (give or take), I stammered. It would take a try or two to get a sentence out. I can remember Mum telling me to stop, think about what I wanted to say, and then say it.
It wasn't that I couldn't speak properly or clearly...the trouble was that my mind was going so fast, my mouth often couldn't keep up.
I sang a lot.
I remember reading long ago that people who stutter when speaking don't do so when singing. Hmm.
Every now and then (maybe once every two years or so), I still have a slight stutter. Folks don't usually notice, but I'm aware. Sometimes humming helps make it go away, if it's particularly bad.
The Evil Genius has an odd habit of speech - not quite a stutter or stammer, but...almost. Sometimes he'll repeat the first half of a sentence three or four times before finally getting it out...and often, he'll change course halfway through and start a whole new sentence. It's because his mind is whipping along so fast, he can't catch the thoughts in his teeth and articulate them.
I tell him to slow down, to wait, to let the thought finish forming, think about what he wants to say, and then say it.
I think I was a better listener at his age. But he does try.
He's not aware of how exasperating it can be, waiting for him to "spit it out", and he hates when people try to finish a sentence for him, so we're stuck trying to be patient and as often as not failing.
From time to time, without really giving it much thought, he'll sing what he wants to say. I have not taught him this.
I know it'll pass - Big Brother did the same thing when he was a kid, and I've known countless kids in my "career" in childcare who did it...brains zipping along while they struggle to keep up.
I think part of the solution comes when they finally realize that they can be silent...that not every thought is worthy of vocalization, that they can condense it all down into concise communication...which means we lose some of their storytelling, some of the verve and joy in what they say, but we gain clarity, precision, and coherence.
I wonder if it's a fair trade...
Hello, Georgia Peach!
ReplyDeleteAs the mother of a girl evil genius who has finally grown up and now using her power for the good, I say "Bravo!" for your blogging, sister!
I'd like to blogroll you if you don't mind.
Suzan
Suzan, my pleasure, and unless blogrolling is anything like RickRolling, happy to have you do it!
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