27 June 1880, Tuscumbia, Alabama, United States
1 June 1968, Easton, Connecticut, United States
Helen Adams Keller was born a healthy child on June 27, 1880, to Captain Arthur H. and Kate Adams Keller of Tuscumbia. At the tender age of 19 months, she was stricken with a severe illness which left her blind and deaf.
At the age of six, the half-wild, deaf and blind girl was taken by her parents to see Dr. Alexander Graham Bell. Because of her visit, Helen was united with her teacher Anne Mansfield Sullivan on March 3, 1887. After Helen's miraculous break-through at the simple well-pump, she proved so gifted that she soon learned the fingertip alphabet and shortly afterward to write. By the end of August, in six short months, she knew 625 words.
By age 10, Helen had mastered Braille as well as the manual alphabet and even learned to use the typewriter. By the time she was 16, Helen could speak well enough to go to preparatory school and to college. In 1904 she was graduated 'cum laude' from Radcliffe College. The teacher stayed with her through those years, interpreting lectures and class discussions to her.
Helen Keller, the little girl, became one of history's remarkable women. She dedicated her life to improving the conditions of blind and the deaf-blind around the world, lecturing in more than 25 countries on the five major continents. Wherever she appeared, she brought new courage to millions of blind people.
Her teacher, Anne Sullivan is remembered as 'the Miracle Worker' for her lifetime dedication, patience and love to a half-wild southern child trapped in a world of darkness.
To be blind, but worse is to have eyes and not see.
When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us.
Happiness cannot come from without.
It must come from within.
What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.
We would never learn to be brave and patient if there were only joy in the world.
The struggle of life is one of our greatest blessings.
It makes us patient, sensitive, and Godlike.
It teaches us that although the world is full of suffering, it is also full of the overcoming of it.
The best and most beautiful things in life cannot be seen, not touched, but are felt in the heart.
When one door of happiness closes, another opens, but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us.
I would rather walk with a friend in the dark, than alone in the light.