Australian Slang Word of the Day is....
My shout: I'll pay.
So if someone says I'll shout you lunch... no they are not going to verbally assault you with food, they are actually offering you a free lunch!
A couple week ago a good friend of mine Anouck, threw a 'Christmas in July' party. Yes, that's right.... In case you have been living on a different planet other than earth, I will point out that it is currently winter here in Australia. Since we are in a different hemisphere, our seasons are switched. Soooo unlike the frigged, snowy white Christmas that us Utahns are all too familiar with, people in Australia celebrate Christmas by having BBQs and going to the beach. Christmas time is at the peak of their summer season, and is usually in the 100's. Since it is currently winter here down-under, my wonderful friend Anouck threw a 'Christmas in July' party to help us foreigners feel more at home. We had the traditional 'U.S' Christmas foods, such as turkey and ham, potato casserole, homemade gingerbread cookies etc. It was delightful. My favorite part of the evening was when we sang Australian Christmas Carols.... Which I will now share with you! Enjoy!
Aussie Jingle BellsDashing through the bush in a rusty Holden Ute
kicking up the dust, esky in the boot
Kelpie by my side, singing Christmas songs
It's summer time and I am in my singlet shorts & thongs
Chorus:
Oh Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells
Jingle all the way
Christmas in Australia on a scorching summers day
Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells
Christmas time is beaut
oh what fun it is to ride in a rusty Holden Ute
Engines' getting hot, dodge the kangaroos
swaggy climbs abroad, he is welcome too
all the family is there, sitting by the pool
Christmas day, the Aussie way by the barbecue
Chorus:
Come the afternoon Grandpa has a doze
the kids ad uncle Bruce, are swimming in their clothes
The time comes round to go, we take a family snap
then pack the car and all shoot through, before washing up
Chorus:
I feel the need to clarify something... when they say 'singlet, shorts & thongs' they are meaning 'flip flops' I don't want you to be alarmed envisioning people dancing around in their skimpy underwear. ;)


I told Anouck about an 'Ugly Sweater' tradition that we have back in Utah... where everyone goes out and buys an ugly sweater from the DI (thrift/op shop) and wears it to a Christmas party. Anouck and I decided to continue the tradition here in Perth. As I mentioned before Christmas is in the summer here, so there isn't a large Christmas sweater selection as you can imagine... so Anouck and I put our craftyness to work and made these fabulous vests ourselves. We even managed to find the Elders these awesome ties!
Me, Elder Hampson, Elder Hussy (from Utah... of course haha) and Anouck
I recently started my hospital prac for speech pathology at Fremantle Hospital. I have had a lot of people asking how it's been going so far, so I decided I'd share my thoughts on our blog.
Freo hospital

I am scheduled at Fremantle hospital on Tuesdays all day, from now until September, then I will be starting prac at a primary school (elementary school), and at a stuttering clinic. I was initially REALLY nervous about starting prac at the hospital. As some of you may have gathered from past entries, I am not a huge fan of needles, blood, bodily fluids, etc. Hospitals in general tend to give me the heebie jeebies.... So this was a bit of a stretch for me. I am use to working with children on their speech and language difficulties, which is what I did at Davis School district before I moved to Aus. Adults however, is a whole different playing field for me. At Fremantle hospital I am assigned in the stroke unit. Fremantle hospital is an acute setting, so I work with patients who have just barely had a stroke. Strokes can range in severity... some of these patients may have difficulty speaking, are unable to speak at all, have difficulties swallowing, difficulty with comprehension, and/or difficulty with cognition (memory, attention etc.). We are working with a wide variety of patients, all with unique, individual needs. These past few weeks have been really intense and challenging. I have really had to branch out of my comfort zone and try something that I am completely unfamiliar with. In doing so, I have really surprised myself with how much I enjoy the hospital setting. These people desperately need our help, and are so grateful to have us there. You can only imagine how challenging it would be if you were unable to communicate.....
Once I realized this, and got over the nerves of being in a hospital, I have been able to embraced this new experience. I absolutely love learning about the medical side of speech pathology, and it has been such a great experience to finally put it all to use. In a way it feels like solving a puzzle. You are handed a medical chart that states what the individual has been admitted for (in our case a stroke). By looking through the medical charts and evaluating the severity of the stroke, the hemisphere effected etc. we can start making assumptions as to what difficulties this individual may be experiencing, and how they will be treated.
These past few weeks have been focused on learning how to perform informal and formal assessments of patients who have been admitted to the hospital after a stroke. The assessments consist of evaluating the individuals speech (production/articulation), language (expression, and comprehension), cognitive abilities (memory, attention etc.), and oral musculature (looks at how the muscles involved in speech are functioning. Often after a stroke there will be some muscle weakness present).
Hopefully this all makes sense... but it has been really fascinating! I have enjoyed just sitting and talking with the patients. A lot of these patients, as you can imagine are depressed and lonely, so just having someone to talk to is extremely uplifting for them. I feel terrible thinking that I was actually scared to come work with these amazing people. These people need my help, and little do they know, they are helping me just as much in return. :) The little old ladies remind me of my sweet Grandma, and I just want to give them a big hug and let them know that they are loved.
Anyway, I am now contemplating switching from working with kids, to working with adults in the hospital when I graduate... who would have ever thought!
:)