Personal Narrative: Childhood Apraxia Of Speech

As I stroll along the beach I can feel the smooth, damp sand beneath my feet. I am taken in by the soothing atmosphere that encircles me. I close my eyes, letting myself absorb the warm rays of the sun. The glowing horizon slowly fades as it descends into the waves. I am comforted by the sounds of the ocean; the rhythmic pounding of the endless sea. I look into the cloudless cerulean blue sky and see the perfection of life. As I stare into the horizon and watch every wave crash, I am reminded of my childhood.
When I was a kid I often traveled to the beach with my family. My uncle and I spent endless hours creating some of the most complex sand castles. The castles had intricate designs with golden bridges creating our beloved kingdom. I believed the sand castles had become a permanent part of the world and would be there forever. The inevitable waves soon came and attacked the kingdom taking every last piece of grain back into the ocean.
As child I suffered from a speech impediment called Childhood Apraxia of Speech; it is a motor speech disorder. Children with Childhood Apraxia of Speech have problems saying words, …show more content…
I was intrigued and excited for our next activity. That day we laid on the grass cutting out different pictures of fruits, vegetables, houses, computers, and cars. We messily cut around the pictures and glued them on to the index cards. After each card had a picture on it, I decorated the edges with hot pink glitter and rhinestones. After we finished decorating the cards we started to play a made up game called “What is That?” The goal of the game was for me to correctly pronounce the name of the picture. Every time I pronounced the name of the picture correctly I was given a new shiny penny to add to my light pink piggy bank. It became a sacred tradition that at the end of the day we would play a fun game of “What is