That reminds of the story on the BBC yesterday that a guy had written an AI chat program that gives responses in a Scottish accent. All it really did was replace a few words with their Scottish equivalents - such as wee for little and coo for cow - everything was spoken using RP. There's absolutely no way the guy speaking in that video is Bob Geldof...
If it saves money 'they' will do it... .we have already seen the 'manualisation' of talking therapy in some areas of mental health treatments.......
A quote from Dan Wootton - proof that some people really don't think before opening their mouths. please log in to view this image
This national poetry competition award winning poem by a 12 year old schoolgirl with autism brought a tear to my eye. As a teacher, I encountered more than a few pupils who were at various points along the spectrum - one in particular who could not cope at all in a classroom environment and needed his own teacher, and many who coped admirably in spite of facing the same difficulties as this young lass. As challenging as they sometimes were to teach, life for them was far more challenging - especially if their teachers had no experience in how to cater for them. The one thing I always used to marvel at was how carefully and considerately their fellow pupils interacted with them, even when things were going badly wrong for them. If I had my way, this poem would be compulsory reading/discussion in every university that offers teaching degrees. I should hasten to add that the line "The perfumes, the coffee, the teacher's tea" never applied to me... “Take a seat and sit with me I want to talk about ASD If you don't mind I'd like to explain A little thing called autism and how it affects my brain It can make me anxious, angry and afraid But this stays in my head, on my face it's not displayed I may seem heartless and question your meanings But it takes me a little longer to process the feelings Take a seat and sit with me I want to show you ASD A girl sitting quietly is all you see But inside my mind I am far from free My thoughts collide, my senses take over I become overwhelmed by the smallest sound Clicking pens, ticking clocks That boy's chair and the way it rocks All different smells attacking me The perfumes, the coffee, the teacher's tea Take a seat and sit with me But not too close, I have ASD I try to be social, I try to fit in I come across rude, I can never win I am very literal and straight to the point If you want the truth I won't disappoint When my brain is overloaded I sometimes lash out My control fades, I scream and shout I get confused and it all spills out Intense emotions all trapped inside Finally have nowhere to hide Take a seat and sit with me I want to tell you about ASD Please understand I am not to blame I've just got an atypical brain But it's not all doom and gloom I'm often the sportiest girl in the room I'm quirky, unique, kind and caring I'm loyal, protective and always sharing I'm obsessed with frogs and all things green I'm the youngest trendsetter you've ever seen Take a seat and sit with me I am Ava, I am me I'm not just my label of ASD.”
That is so good BB. Having had contact with children with various disabilities, I can fully understand why you posted that. Perhaps we need to hope there is a kinder world out there.
Know it well..... just spent two weeks with an 11 year old grandson.... on his way to special ed provision in Sep... lovely kid........ and a nephew has been in a special school now for a few years...... really bright kid....but needs his space
Why you should always wash greens before eating them. https://www.abc.net.au/news/science...rain-of-patient-suspected-to-have-/102784908?
Thx so much. Have just sent it to my son. His daughter has PDA - the version depicted in the poem sounds very very similar. It's really hard for them just now, especially her elder brother. It deserves a wider audience.