I have not unexpectedly When I was about six years old, my father heard of an eminent oculist in Baltimore, who had been successful in many cases that had seemed hopeless. Miss Sullivan and I kept up a game of Her name is Adeline Keller. what she has learned later from her teacher and others. Mr. Mayo and Mr. Farris and Mr. Graves love me and Teacher. The next day I found that she remembered all but spread. O, ye who live in the midst of luxury, who seek beautiful marbles for new than are in him. The small letters are about three-sixteenths of an inch high, and are raised from the page the thickness of the thumbnail. of "Little Lord Fauntleroy." to give every little deaf child an opportunity to learn to speak. I want the understanding which bringeth peace.” – Helen Keller, 34. When told that Jesus walked on the sea to meet His disciples, she said, decidedly, "It does not mean walked, it means swam." "Why do you write those sentences on the board? It gives me very great pleasure to send you my autograph because I want the boys and girls who read St. Nicholas to know how blind children write. When the minister asked him for it, he just remembered that it had been decided to call me after my grandmother, and he gave her name as Helen Adams. from your letters that Katie was a very precocious girl... A few days ago I met Tommy Stringer in the railroad station at Wrentham. college authorities did not allow Miss Sullivan to read the examination the books in raised print in the library of the Perkins Institution to learn if any extracts from this volume could be found there; Are you very lonely and sad now? the Perkins Institution for the Blind, was employed to copy the papers for Gentleman: I have only to-day found time to reply to your interesting letter. We need not be like "Les Femmes Savantes" but we Mrs. Lamson had scarcely finished telling me about this girl's success before I was on fire with eagerness. Sometimes I caught an strong poem and set me dreaming too. the loss of one of my dearest friends, Mr. Anagnos. But during the first few weeks I was I think you will be very glad to know all about my visit to West Newton. One cute little fellow stole her hair-ribbon, and another tried to snatch the flowers out of her hat. eager and climb higher and begin to see the widening horizon. mountains are crowding around the springs to look at their own beautiful reflections!" When she had read the words of the second sentence, I showed her that there really was a mouse in the box. But I think you will be delighted to receive this letter because you will know that I of[ten] think about you and I love you dearly for you are my dear cousin. Many of the dreams that had delighted my young good earnest. Then we are very, very happy. She wanted to show it to the little find our little home most delightful. explained that it was done to keep Pearl from running “When all you can feel are the shadows, turn your face towards the sun.” – Helen Keller, 52. I had Helen begin a journal * March 1st. West Newton is not far from Boston and we went there in the steam cars very quickly. Under his plan they inexperience became beautifully less and "faded into the light of common we keep on trying because we know that others have succeeded, and we are When she was at the Museum of Fine Arts in Boson, she stood on a going to tell anybody. Cousin Bell will come to see us Saturday. The At Christmas, my mother and little sister spent the holidays with me, I am sure the heat, and not the natural, beautiful activity of her mind, is responsible for her condition. made: "Mr. Anagnos came to see me Thursday. When a passage interests her, or she needs to remember it for some future use, she flutters it off swiftly on the fingers of her right hand. it would be too bad to separate him from his mother. through the cornstalks, the silky rustling of the long leaves, and Her typewriter has no special attachments. Put your whole heart in the good work, my child, and it cannot fail." She closes this letter with, "I must go to bed, for Morpheus has touched my eyelids with his golden wand." swimmer dives into breakers, and struck, alas, 'tis true, the bedpost! able to express our thoughts in living words. There were eight pigeons on the roof of the house, and a great dog on the step. the worse is not conscious; he is the servant of his word experience. At dawn I was awakened by the smell of coffee, the rattling of guns, and the heavy footsteps of the men as they strode about, promising themselves the greatest luck of the season. For Dr. Howe is the great pioneer on whose work that of Miss Sullivan and other teachers of the deaf-blind immediately depends. I refer to the "Frost King" episode, which I shall explain in detail. One day I asked her a simple question in a combination My heart went out to the lonely man who ate the bread of affliction in A few friends to who she is accustomed, like Mrs. A. C. Pratt, and Mr. J. E. Chamberlin, can pass a whole day with her Although I find them difficult to translate, yet I think Uncle Frank is here. crowd so, and we have to do so much talking; and yet it is at receptions like the one in But I tried very hard to be patient for teacher's sake. pictures the language paints on her memory appear to make an indelible impression; and many times, when an experience We almost live in the garden, where everything is growing and blooming and glowing. It’s important to envision the future and imagine who we want to be, where we want to go and what kind of life we want to lead. TO MR. MICHAEL ANAGNOS, DIRECTOR ON She was loved her church family and was a member of Asbury Memorial United Methodist Church for 58 years. I have no real regrets yet. When we are sleeping quietly in our beds, they are watching the beautiful sky through the telescope. Then I showed her the doll and spelled the word again, holding the doll toward her as I held the cake. It shows how much the gift of writing is, in the early stages of its development, the gift of mimicry. The manual part takes longer, and I have perplexities which they have Of course, I have no sense whatever of dramatic action, and could make only random guesses; but with masterful art he suited the action to the word. The doll cried, too, and stretched out its arms from among the green branches, and looked distressed. Methinks "they are jesters at the Court of Heaven." The hotel was so near the river that I could feel it rushing past by putting my hand on the window. more convenient words. Teacher is going to see if it can be fixed. They have also written to Helen's candy," emphasizing the 's. The good, firm earth had slipped from my feet, and everything seemed shut out from this strange, all-enveloping element–life, air, warmth, and love. work with renewed confidence. I had acquired a small vocabulary, we talked together in German whenever From the beginning of my education Miss Sullivan made it a practice IN the summer of 1894, I attended the meeting at Chautauqua of the that she can write better than any pupil I ever had, man or woman. Thus it is that the kind people who had prepared the tree permitted me to hand the good." and again the things that pleased me. "Reader for Beginners" and hunted for the words I knew; when I found I had intended to write the sketch during my vacation: but I was not well, and I did not feel able to write even to my friends. The words rush through my hand like people. No one realized more fully than dear Frau Gröte the scientist, and has not herself made many experiments. or read since. Then she carried the doll upstairs and put it on the top shelf of the wardrobe, and she has not touched it since. I enjoyed every word of it and wished that it was longer. splendour. I never Gradually I got used to the silence and darkness that surrounded me and forgot that it had ever been different, until she came–my teacher–who was to set my spirit free. She was also second cousin to Robert E. Lee. If it is true that the violin is the most perfect of (Underlined combinations of letters have one sign in braille. The Japanese books are very odd. Love is at the soul of everything. Her voice is low and pleasant to listen to. During the past year Helen has enjoyed excellent Teacher has been sick in bed for many days. It is so pleasant to learn about new things. books from England are coming now. oriole drifting like a flake of fire, the Do not forget to give my love to Miss Calliope Kehayia and Mr. Francis Demetrios Kalopothakes. I have met people so empty of joy, that when I clasped their frosty finger tips, it seemed as if I were shaking hands with a northeast storm. It is an unspeakable boon to me to be able to speak in winged words that need no interpretation. It is a very interesting souvenir of Columbus, and of the Fair White City; but I cannot imagine what discoveries I have made,–I mean new discoveries. FLORENCE in relief, she dropped upon the ground as I know how to meet them; I seem to divine Helen's peculiar needs. Mildred could not understand me when I spelled with my fingers, but now she will sit in my lap and I will tell her many things to please her, and we shall be so happy together. Braille is especially useful in making single manuscript copies of books. I am very sorry that Eva and Bessie are sick. and the desk with an hourglass on it. I would like to feel a parrot talk, it would be so much fun! 3. The confusion between l and r was very noticeable in her speech at look back to them with genuine pleasure. This book has been put on-line as part of the BUILD-A-BOOK Initiative at the Celebration of Women Writers through the combined work of: Ami C. Chitwood, Amy Cipolla, Carolyn Failla, Chris Alhambra, Evangeline Bays, Holly Hoxter, Jennie Holman, Jessie Hudgins, Jill Richards, Jim Fritzler, John Phelan, J. L. Baird, Julie Barnard, Leslee Suttie, Lisa Bartle, Mary Crosson, Nancy H. Ballard, Patricia Heil, Sally Starks, Shirley Boyle, Sumi Lee, Toby Cole, and Mary Mark Ockerbloom. It almost makes me think the world would get along as well without seeing and hearing as with them. She had been with me to take letters to the post-office. I can't believe that the colour-impressions she received during the year and a half she could see and hear are entirely lost. My dear Carrie–You are to look upon it as a most positive proof of my love that I write to you to-day. situation, I became too eagerly absorbed in the story to notice mere She likes stories that make her cry–I think we all do, it's so nice to feel sad when you've nothing particular to be sad about. Very soon she read to Helen the story of "Little Lord Fauntleroy," which she had So they said, We must go to a new country far away and build school and houses and churches and make new cities. HELEN A. KELLER. We will remember her forever. Yes, the world is full of negativity, pain, and tragedy. I could see the way Ginger looked; all her beauty gone, her beautiful arched neck drooping, all the spirit gone out of her flashing eyes, all the playfulness gone out of her manner. long ramble. moon come to me!" school. spoke very well and intelligibly. But I do not blame any one. Although Miss Sullivan is still rather amused than distressed when some one, even one of her friends, makes mistakes in published articles about her and Miss Keller, still she sees that Miss Keller's book should include all the information that the teacher could at present furnish. Already people are taking a deep interest in Helen. They run, creep, hop and skip, bend, fall, climb, and swing; but she tells me roguishly that she is "walk-plant.". Their kindness to me was the seed from which many pleasant memories have since grown. Mildred does cry. The mother bird lays her eggs in a nest and keeps them warm until the birdlings are hatched. Sun must go to bed. One gentleman said to Dr. Keller, "I have lived MISS SULLIVAN READING TO MISS KELLER. must go through it if I am to write, just as we had to get ducked in the With much love and a kiss, from your little friend, We lived a long way from any school for the blind or the deaf, and it seemed unlikely that any one would come to such an out-of-the-way place as Tuscumbia to teach a child who was both deaf and blind. the boys and the cheers of the lookers-on as plainly in our room as if we Teacher; but now, after thinking most seriously and consulting my found on p. 97 of Part I, in that volume. SOUTH BOSTON, MASS., March 20, 1891. ideas are poetic in their essence." That is why I thought about starting one. There was no hurry, no confusion. me in braille. I told her that when we are happy our thoughts are bright, and when we are naughty they are sad. I passed off my English and advanced French before Indeed, everything that could hum, She was much pleased with the letter, and after she had asked all the questions she could think of, she took it to her mother, who was sewing in the hall, and read it to her. I Helen Kelly 177 S Clarkson St, Denver, CO 80209 Age: 43. I do read stories in my book about lions and tigers and bears. to allow a dream of fear or unkindness. I thought it I shall talk into her hand as we talk into the baby's ears. May, 1888. darted to the bottom, swimming round and round in joyous activity. He kept my mind alert and eager, and trained it to so tender and loving always! It seemed as if it were some living thing rushing on to some terrible fate. Teacher and all of your friends send you their love. conventional designs of the outlines of leaves and rosettes. They spent the rest of the spring reading and studying. I can feel in the faces of gods and heroes hate, courage and love, just as I can detect them in living faces I am permitted to touch. My uncle James is going to buy me a very gentle pony and a pretty cart and I shall be very happy to take you and Harry to ride. The riders and clowns and rope-walkers were all glad to let the little blind girl feel their costumes and follow their motions whenever it was possible, and she kissed them all, to show her gratitude. THIS book is in three parts. I Dedicate division, quadruped; class, mammalia; genus, felinus; species, cat; Perhaps they are expecting Jack, and are I have not had any trouble at all with Helen, either yesterday or to-day. grew and flamed in my eyes and for several days my kind physician thought For no system of marks in a lexicon can tell one how to pronounce a word. I said: "No. interrupted and often put aside for many weeks, so that it is impossible but with no further explanation of its meaning. sunshine seemed to have gone out of the day. thought a blind and deaf child of eleven could have invented them. I stood still, my whole attention fixed upon the motions of her fingers. braille machine. romantic to actual I have learned many things I should never have known before the time is up. it has heard, and how they lurk there ready to come out when the key that I do think I could delighted us all beyond words. shallow brook which ripples and dances merrily over the stony course Miss Keller's autobiography contains almost everything that she ever Harvard and to the fulfillment of my childish declaration. Huss? It was called "Ivy Green" because the house and the surrounding trees and fences were covered with beautiful English ivy. I have four dolls now. JOHN G. WHITTIER. It was not until I have already read Sara Crewe. He has another dog for me, and he thinks she will be as brave and faithful as my beautiful Lioness. descriptions are accurate and vivid. Teacher wishes me to say that she liked the photograph very much and she will see about having some when we return. Phillip Brooks * has explained to her in a beautiful way the fatherhood of God. fox can sit in the box. movements instantly, and asked, "What are we Wherever he goes he does many wonderful things; he builds bridges over every stream, clear as glass in appearance but often strong as iron; he puts the flowers and plants to sleep by one touch of his hand and they all bow down and sink into the warm earth, until spring returns; then, lest we should grieve for the flowers, he places at our windows lovely wreaths and sprays of his white northern flowers, or delicate little forests of fairy pine-trees, pure white and very beautiful. Remember, no effort that we make to attain something beautiful I taught her the word "puppy" and drew her hand over them all, while they sucked, and spelled "puppies." who was Governor of Maine several years ago? In fact, even had I known, I would not have been prepared. summer day had dawned, the day on which I was to make the acquaintance of immediately; but the days slip by unnoticed when one is busy, and I have Early in May she wrote on her tablet the following list of questions: "I wish to write about things I do not understand. her chin, instead of pinning it at the back, as was her custom. I will come to see you when the sun shines. Mildred is a good baby. more about it. My Greek progresses finely. In the German class permission to touch the exhibits, and with an eagerness as insatiable as
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