"It is very pleasant to live here in our beautiful world," she wrote to Poet John Greenleaf Whittier. "I cannot see the lovely things with my eyes, but my mind can see them all, and so I am joyful all the day long." By the calendar, Helen Keller was nine when she corresponded with Whittier. By Helen's own insistent reckoning, she was not quite three. She considered that her real life, her "soul's birthday," as she put it, began when Anne Sullivan, who herself had been half-blind before surgery, penetrated Helen's limbo...
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