“The most important day I remember in all my life is the one on which my teacher, Anne Mansfield Sullivan, came to me.”
Hellen Keller captured my fantasy way back in my school days. It was difficult for me to grasp how someone unable to see and hear can go on to make such a difference in the world and just to simply have such a fulfilling life. The fact that she and I shared the same birth date heightened my curiousity about her and I am really disappointed in the fact that I picked up this book so late in my life but also happy that I did read her eventually!
The first thing that struck me about Hellen Keller while reading the book was her brimming energy and indomitable hope. The fact that she never gave up or felt dejected in spite of the obvious unlucky cards that life dealt her was probably the biggest of her assets. While of course, as in everyone’s life, there were moments of frustration and irritability, her firm belief that she can always make her life better through sheer hardwork, education and by just spreading goodness, shines through her personality.
She strikes a soulful chord with her love of the natural world, the deep influence of literature on her and her sensitivity towards people’s conditions. The way she describes nature; talking at length about the scented air, the feeling of sun on the face and the grass beneath her feet, her tree friends, violent winds and refreshing snow, it paints a vivid picture in your mind and you can almost share her enthusiasm and participate in her joy. References of books, authors and characters are strewn all over the pages and embedded in her personality while also percolating through her choice of words and expressions. She connects so deeply with her books that you’d wonder at times, if she’s talking about some fictitious character or her close friend! What also fascinated me were her observations on formal education and college. She dreamt all her life to go to Harvard and when she finally got admitted into Radcliffe (female coordinate institution for the all-male Harvard back in those days), she was disullusioned in good measure writing at one point in the book: “One seems to go to college to learn, it seems, not to think.” She lamented the fact that there was scarcely any time for reflection, solitude, imagination and books.
It would be terribly amiss not to mention Miss Sullivan and the role she played in the life of Hellen Keller. She introduced Hellen to the world of words and through that to a whole gamut of ideas, emotions and sensibilities. The close correlation between words that identify something and the emotions that it evokes can be grasped by this particular instance that occured shortly after Miss Sullivan entered her life: “..every object which I touched seemed to quiver with life. This was because I saw everything with the strange, new sight that had come to me. On entering the door, I remembered the doll that I had broken..Then my eyes filled with tears for I realized what I had done, and for the first time I felt repentance and sorrow.” Hellen’s story is a deeply moving one and is a testament to the irrepressible human spirit that refuses to be crushed in the face of seemingly insurmountable and steep cliff-faces.
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