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HowIDiscoveredWords

HelenKeller*

1ThemostimportantdayIrememberinallmylifeistheoneonwhichmyteacher,AnneMansfieldSullivan,cametome.IamfilledwithwonderwhenIconsidertheimmeasurablecontrastbetweenthetwoliveswhichitconnects.ItwasthethirdofMarch,1887,threemonthsbeforeIwassevenyearsold.

littlewhile,MissSullivanslowlyspelledintomyhandtheword"d-o-l-l".Iwasatonceinterestedinthisfingerplayandtriedtoimitateit.WhenIfinallysucceededinmakingtheletterscorrectlyIwasflushedwithchildishpleasureandpride.RunningdownstairstomymotherIheldupmyhandandmadethelettersfordoll.IdidnotknowthatIwasspellingawordoreventhatwordsexisted;Iwassimplymakingmyfingersgoinmonkey-likeimitation.InthedaysthatfollowedIlearnedtospellinthisuncomprehendingwayagreatmanywords,amongthem,pin,hat,cupandafewverbslikesit,standandwalk.ButmyteacherhadbeenwithmeseveralweeksbeforeIunderstoodthateverythinghasaname.

6Oneday,whileIwasplayingwithmynewdoll,MissSullivanputmybigragdollintomylap,alsospelled"d-o-l-l"andtriedtomakemeunderstandthat"d-o-l-l"appliedtoboth.Earlierinthedaywehadhadatussleoverthewords"m-u-g"and"w-a-t-e-r".MissSullivanhadtriedtoimpressituponmethat"m-u-g"ismugandthat"w-a-t-e-r"iswater,butIpersistedinconfoundingthetwo.Indespairshehaddroppedthesubjectforthetime,onlytorenewitatthefirstopportunity.Ibecameimpatientatherrepeatedattemptsand,seizingthenewdoll,Idashedituponthefloor.IwaskeenlydelightedwhenIfeltthefragmentsofthebrokendollatmyfeet.Neithersorrownorregretfollowedmypassionateoutburst.Ihadnotlovedthedoll.Inthestill,darkworldinwhichIlivedtherewasnostrongsentimentortenderness.Ifeltmyteachersweepthefragmentstoonesideofthehearth,andIhadasenseofsatisfactionthatthecauseofmydiscomfortwasremoved.Shebroughtmemyhat,andIknewIwasgoingoutintothewarmsunshine.Thisthought,ifawordlesssensationmaybecalledathought,

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