The Story of My Life: With her letters (1887-1901) and a supplementary account of her education, including passages from the reports and letters of her teacher, Anne Mansfield Sullivan, by John Albert MacyKeller, Helen
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The Story of My Life: With her letters (1887-1901) and a supplementary account of her education, including passages from the reports and letters of her teacher, Anne Mansfield Sullivan, by John Albert Macy
Keller, Helen
Deafblind women -- United States -- Biography; Keller, Helen, 1880-1968
She came tearing upstairs a few minutes ago in a state of great
excitement. I couldn't make out at first what it was all about. She kept
spelling "dog--baby" and pointing to her five fingers one after another,
and sucking them. My first thought was, one of the dogs has hurt
Mildred; but Helen's beaming face set my fears at rest. Nothing would
do but I must go somewhere with her to see something. She led the way to
the pump-house, and there in the corner was one of the setters with five
dear little pups! I taught her the word "puppy" and drew her hand
over them all, while they sucked, and spelled "puppies." She was much
interested in the feeding process, and spelled "mother-dog" and "baby"
several times. Helen noticed that the puppies' eyes were closed, and
she said, "Eyes--shut. Sleep--no," meaning, "The eyes are shut, but the
puppies are not asleep." She screamed with glee when the little things
squealed and squirmed in their efforts to get back to their mother, and
spelled, "Baby--eat large." I suppose her idea was "Baby eats much." She
pointed to each puppy, one after another, and to her five fingers, and I
taught her the word FIVE. Then she held up one finger and said "baby."
I knew she was thinking of Mildred, and I spelled, "One baby and five
puppies." After she had played with them a little while, the thought
occurred to her that the puppies must have special names, like people,
and she asked for the name of each pup. I told her to ask her father,
and she said, "No--mother." She evidently thought mothers were more
likely to know about babies of all sorts. She noticed that one of the
puppies was much smaller than the others, and she spelled "small,"
making the sign at the same time, and I said "very small." She evidently
understood that VERY was the name of the new thing that had come into
her head; for all the way back to the house she used the word VERY
correctly. One stone was "small," another was "very small." When she
touched her little sister, she said: "Baby--small. Puppy--very small."
Soon after, she began to vary her steps from large to small, and little
mincing steps were "very small." She is going through the house now,
applying the new words to all kinds of objects.
Since I have abandoned the idea of regular lessons, I find that Helen
learns much faster. I am convinced that the time spent by the teacher
in digging out of the child what she has put into him, for the sake of
satisfying herself that it has taken root, is so much time thrown away.
IT'S MUCH BETTER, I THINK, TO ASSUME THAT THE CHILD IS DOING HIS PART,
AND THAT THE SEED YOU HAVE SOWN WILL BEAR FRUIT IN DUE TIME. It's only
fair to the child, anyhow, and it saves you much unnecessary trouble.
May 16, 1887.
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