TERAPIA DE LENGUAJE PARA NIOS CON SINDROME DE DOWN

1. Inflar chimbombas
Darle al nio/a una chimbomba para que lo pueda inflar a
gusto, la chimbomba no debe ser pequea, de un tamao
mediano, para que no le cueste, si se le dificulta al nio/a el
adulto debe iniciar inflndolo un poco y luego dar que el nio/a
lo termine.

2. Soplar velitas
Esta actividad requiere mucha supervisin de adultos, el nio
debe apagar todas las velitas que pueda ser posible, realizar el
procedimiento a diferentes distancias.

3. Tomar una bebida de una taza

Consiste en colocar en una taza sopera la bebida favorita del nio y en otra taza acompaar
el adulto, este debe tomar los perritos, nicamente con la lengua, sin usar las manos, el
nio/a por imitacin deber hacer lo mismo.
4. Chupar la paleta
Sentar al nio/a en una silla cmoda, con la espalda y la cabeza pegada a la silla, el adulto
debe utilizar una paleta para que el nio pueda chuparla, con la punta de la lengua
nicamente, el adulto mover la paleta de izquierda a derecha y de arriba hacia abajo, el
nio deber seguir el movimiento con la punta de la lengua.

5. Soplar burbujas
Consiste nicamente en conseguir una botella con lquido
espumoso para hacer burbujas, el nio/a debe soplar el
elemento y crear burbujas.

6. Soplar juguetes colocadas en una superficie plana

Similar soplar velitas, consiste en colocar sobre una mesa varios juguetes livianos que el
nio/a pueda soplarlos y botarlos, de preferencia objetos o juguetes de plsticos livianos
(soldaditos, muecas, otros).
7. Morder
 AUDIOSLAVE

"Like A Stone"

On a cob web afternoon,

In a room full of emptiness
By a freeway I confess
I was lost in the pages of a book full of death;
Reading how we'll die alone.
And if we're good we'll lay to rest,
Anywhere we want to go.

In your house I long to be;

Room by room patiently,
I'll wait for you there like a stone.
I'll wait for you there alone.

And on my deathbed I will pray to the gods and the angels,

Like a pagan to anyone who will take me to heaven;
To a place I recall, I was there so long ago.
The sky was bruised, the wine was bled, and there you led me on.

In your house I long to be;

Room by room, patiently,
I'll wait for you there like a stone.
I'll wait for you there alone, alone.

And on I read until the day was gone;

And I sat in regret of all the things I've done;
For all that I've blessed, and all that I've wronged.
In dreams until my death I will wander on.

In your house I long to be;

Room by room, patiently,
I'll wait for you there like a stone.
I'll wait for you there alone, alone.
 BLINK-182
"All The Small Things"

All the small things

True care, truth brings
I'll take one lift
Your ride best trip

Always I know
You'll be at my show
Watching, waiting, commiserating

Say it ain't so,

I will not go,
Turn the lights off,
Carry me home

Na, na...

Late night, come home

Work sucks, I know
She left me roses by the stairs,
Surprises, let me know she cares

Say it ain't so,

I will not go,
Turn the lights off,
Carry me home

Na, na...

Say it ain't so,

I will not go,
Turn the lights off,
Carry me home

Keep your head still,

I'll be your thrill,
The night will go on,
My little windmill

Say it ain't so,

I will not go,
Turn the lights off,
Carry me home

Keep your head still,

I'll be your thrill,
The night will go on,
The night will go on,
My little windmill
 THE OFFSPRING
"Pretty Fly (For A White Guy)"

Give it to me baby. Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

Give it to me baby. Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
Give it to me baby. Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
And all the girls say I'm pretty fly
For a white guy.
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, cinco, seis.

You know it's kind of hard

Just to get along today.
Our subject isn't cool,
But he fakes it anyway.
He may not have a clue;
And he may not have style.
But everything he lacks
Well he makes up in denial.

So don't debate, a player straight

You know he really doesn't get it anyway.
He's gonna play the field, and keep it real.
For you no way, for you no way.
So if you don't rate, just overcompensate.
At least you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake.
The world needs wannabe's.
So (Hey! Hey!) do that brand new thing.

Give it to me baby. Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

Give it to me baby. Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
Give it to me baby. Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
And all the girls say I'm pretty fly
For a white guy.

He needs some cool tunes

Not just any will suffice.
But they didn't have Ice Cube
So he bought Vanilla Ice.
Now cruising in his Pinto, he sees homies as he pass.
But if he looks twice
They're gonna kick his lily ass.

So don't debate, a player straight

You know he really doesn't get it anyway.
He's gonna play the field, and keep it real.
For you no way, for you no way.
So if you don't rate, just overcompensate.
At least you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake.
The world loves wannabe's.
So (Hey! Hey!) do that brand new thing
 Now he's getting a tattoo.
Yeah he's gettin' ink done.
He asked for a '13', but they drew a '31'.
Friends say he's trying too hard
And he's not quite hip.
But in his own mind
He's the dopest trip.

Give it to me baby. Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

Give it to me baby. Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
Give it to me baby. Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, cinco, seis.

So don't debate, a player straight

You know he really doesn't get it anyway.
He's gonna play the field, and keep it real.
For you no way, for you no way.
So if you don't rate, just overcompensate.
At least you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake.
The world needs wannabe's.
Oh the world loves wannabe's.
So let's get some more wannabe's.
And (Hey! Hey!) do that brand new thing.
 SYSTEM OF A DOWN LYRICS
"Chop Suey!"

Wake up (wake up)

Grab a brush and put a little make-up
Hide the scars to fade away the shake-up (hide the scars to fade away the...)
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable

You wanted to
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
You wanted to
Hide the scars to fade away the shake-up
You wanted to
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
You wanted to

I don't think you trust

In my self-righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die

Wake up (wake up)

Grab a brush and put a little make-up
Hide the scars to fade away the shake-up (hide the scars to fade away the...)
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable

You wanted to
Grab a brush and put a little make-up
You wanted to
Hide the scars to fade away the shake-up
You wanted to
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
You wanted to

I don't think you trust

In my self-righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die
In my self-righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die

Father, father, father, father

Father, into your hands I commend my spirit
Father, into your hands
Why have you forsaken me?
In your eyes forsaken me
In your thoughts forsaken me
In your heart forsaken me, oh

Trust in my self-righteous suicide

I cry when angels deserve to die
In my self-righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die