When I was 4, I walked across the street from our house to the local elementary school to have speech therapy. The SLP was wonderful and sweet, but I was terrified! I used to hide under the table in my dad's classroom (he was a teacher there) to avoid speech therapy. Although this experience was and is still a vague memory, it planted a seed of curiosity and drove me to become an SLP. Because of how I felt as a small child, I have made it my career's mission to make speech therapy as effective AND fun as it can be. The preschoolers with whom I work probably won't remember me, but someday when they ponder on their own vague memory of speech therapy, I hope that it brings a warm memory, a smile and even possibly lights a spark.