Three Days to See(Narrative Essay)

by Helen Keller

M.T. 31401418

Helen Keller

Helen Keller Born on June 27,1880 in Tuscumbia, Alabama U.S Died on June 1, 1968 in Westport, Connecticut American Author who was blind and deaf. when she was 19 months she had an illness called

Scarlet fever (brain fever) Examined by Alexander Graham Bell at the age of 6. She feel objects and spelled out words by finger

signals on her palm. Graduated at Radcliffe College as Cum Laude in

1904.

Introduction: It would be an excellent rule to live each day

as if we should die tomorrow Darkness would make him more appreciative

of sight; silence would teach him the joys of sound.

If I were the president of university I should establish a compulsory course “How to Use Your Eyes”

Mrs. Anne Sullivan Macy

(Teacher)

Dog

House

Friends

First Day: I should gaze long upon the face of my dear teacher, Mrs.

Anne Sullivan Macy. I do not know what it is to see into the heart of a friend

through that “window of the soul” I should look at all my friends long into their faces,

imprinting upon my mind the outward evidences of the beauty that is within them.

I should like to look into the loyal, trusting eyes of my dogs.

I should also view the small simple things of my house. I should take a long walk into the woods and intoxicate

my eyes on the beauty of the world of Nature.

Sunshine

Museum

Theatre

Second Day: I should behold with awe the magnificent panorama of

light with which the sun awakens the sleeping earth. I should devote to a hasty glimpse of the world, past and

present. I should want to see the pageant of man’s progress, the

kaleidoscope of the ages. Through the museums Metropolitan Museum of Arts unfold the spirit of Egypt,

Greece and Rome I should try to probe into the soul of man through his

arts I should spend at a theatre or at the movies.

City Empire State building

Third Day: I shall spend in the workday world of the present I start from my home in the quiet little suburb of Forest Hills, Long

Island I look ahead, and before me rise the fantastic towers of New York, a

city that seems to have stepped from the pages of fairy story. I hurry to the top of one of those gigantic structures, the Empire

State building I stand at a busy corner, merely looking at people, trying by sight of

them to understand something of their lives I stroll down Fifth Avenue. To Park Avenue, to slums, to factories, to parks where children play.

“USE YOUR EYES AS IF TOMORROW YOU WOULD BE

STRIKEN BLIND”