Hello!
It has been a while since I’ve done anything with my blog. The hiatus will break with this review as the 1st of December will be a wrap up of last year’s Christmas posts, so be on the lookout for that!
This month I wanted to participate in the reading challenge called “Nonfiction November”. It is ran by a person named Olive or “abookolive” on YouTube. She challenges everyone to read at least one nonfiction book, especially if you don’t normally read them in the first place. Every year she does this and comes up with various prompts that can be delivered in many different ways. For this 2023, the four words were: Capitol, Fraud, Web and Display. I had figured out a list before the month started, but I quickly switched everything around because I didn’t want to force myself to complete the challenge, so at the time this post goes live, I’d finished two nonfiction books.

Seven-year-old Helen lives in darkness and silence. She doesn’t see, she can’t hear, she doesn’t speak. One day, a young woman arrives at that prison of silence ― Anne Sullivan. She is determined to open the door of Helen’s dark world. It’s not easy to teach little Helen. Helpless, knocked out of the rut, she became a little wilderness. But a miracle happens. Helena learns ― learns to read, write, live a full life. She attends college, matures and becomes a symbol of inspiring courage for the whole world.
taken by Goodreads.
Originally, I was reading Helen’s actually biography on YouTube, but I remember we had a very edition of Lorena A. Hickok’s The Story of Helen Keller in our taller bookshelf in the kids’ playroom. I vaguely remember my nana giving me Lorena A. Hickok’s book after my papaw died. I wasn’t up for it in the beginning, mainly because the book was fragile. It came out in 1968, which my mom and I assume nana or the Aunts (my papaw’s aunts that were just referred as “The Aunts” throughout the generations) to my Aunt Laurie as she is deaf. The timelines do make sense if someone gave it to her as this is definitely written for young children in mind by the illustrations and way of speaking about Helen and her teacher Anne Sullivan.
Although she could not put it into words as you or I, her hand grasping The Stranger’s hand asked a question. “Who are you?” And into her eager little palm, the hand came back “T-E-A-C-H-E-R.”
I was never really interested in learning about Helen Keller as a child, mainly because I never saw myself with a disability. I was raised to be like everyone else, but I wasn’t like them. One bad thing about this book is that you don’t get the sense of Helen’s true feelings about how she “saw” herself. It is mentioned that the Kellers and Teacher (Ms. Sullivan) wanted to keep her popularity away from her so she wouldn’t act spoiled.
Helen’s story is amazing, even I can say that. She was always ready to learn new things, and Teacher “showed” her everything in great detail. They communicated by the Manuel Alphabet, which looked to me like Sign Language. Despite the fact I can’t do the ASL, I love watching my Aunt Laurie and her husband Mike and her children talk among themselves. My aunt can read lips as she went to both deaf and public schools. However, I’ve never been around someone who is blind from childhood, so I’m not familiar with the tape of training they do to get on with life. Every story is different, and Helen loved the prospect of meeting other children who were blind, as they could talk through using Braille, but she was basically alone with Teacher as her saving grace.
“I realize that the obstacles in the way of my receiving a college education are very great. But a true soldier does not admit defeat before the battle.”
The thing I wish was talked about more in the book, was more about her life after she stopped going to school. Unfortunately, the author stops talking about Helen’s mother and sister close to the end of the story, so you really don’t see how much of relationship she has with her family once she became an adult, however, you do learn more about Teacher and her life. And before anyone asks, yes, I cried when she dies. I felt for Helen at that time, even though she had another companion by the name of Polly Thomson, doing the lifecare things Anne would do with her.
Honestly, it was a very interesting read for me. I saw a lot of my childhood through Helen. I loved to learn new things, frankly I still do! I don’t believe you really stop learning; I’m always adapting to life. Most recently I have had to accept my own parents are getting older and will need to transfer my lifecare to someone else. I think it’s wonderful the fact I am comfortable with staying in nursing homes, although I see it as like a vacation away, some day it might be my reality. I don’t have my own Teacher or companion yet, so it is a little rocky on that part, but it’s something we will have to deal with in the future.





