Clear, correct speech depends on ARTICULATION. Mumbling, slurring, and indistinct speech makes it difficult for your listeners to get your message. Activities for articulation Advancing and prancing and glancing and dancing, Recoiling, turmoiling, and toiling and boiling…… And thumping and plumping and bumping and jumping, And dashing and flashing and splashing and clashing… All at once and all o’er with a mighty uproar And in this way the water comes down at Lodore. --Robert Southey And the muttering grew to a grumbling; And the grumbling grew to a mighty rumbling; And out of the houses the rats came tumbling; Great rats, small rats, lean rats, brawny rats, Brown rats, black rats, gray rats, tawny rats….. --Robert Browning This is the farmer sowing his corn That kept the cock that crowed in the morn That waked the priest all shaven and shorn That married the man all tattered and torn That kissed the maiden all forlorn That milked the cow with the crumpled horn That tossed the dog That worried the cat That killed the rat That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built. --Unknown Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers. “That’s that!” said the 30 thirsty thieves. She sells sea shells by the seashore. A big black bug bit a big black bear. Robert gave Richard a rap on the rear because Richard roasted the rabbit too rare. Shakespeare’s Love Sonnet CXVI Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove; O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark. That looks on tempest and is never shaken, It is the star to every wand’ring bark, Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken. Love’s not time’s fool. Though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle’s compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ nor no man ever loved. Shakespeare’s Macbeth (Act IV – witches brew scene) Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and cauldron bubble, Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake; Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog, Adder’s fork and blind-worm’s sting, Lizard’s leg and howlet’s wing, For a charm of pow’rful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn and cauldron bubble.