Artists tell me that for a deep and true appreciation of art one must educate the eye. If I could see only one play, I should know how to picture in my mind the action of a hundred plays which I have read or had transferred to me through the medium of manual alphabet.
I am delighted to have the cool waters of a brook rush through my open fingers. But of all the senses, I am sure that sight must be the most delightful.
Oh, the things that I should see if I had the power of sight for just three days! Sometimes it was as long as a year; sometimes as short as twenty-four hours.
Always my eyes are open wide to all the sights of both happiness and misery so that I may probe deep and add to my understanding of how people work and live. Throughout the history of humanity the urge to artistic expression has been almost as powerful as the urge for food, shelter, and procreation.
It is the same old story of not being grateful for what we have until we lose it, of not being conscious of health until we are ill. And the same method can be applied to other senses.
She wants to look the important people in her life in the eyes.
Helen would not sleep on the second night as visions would interfere. Seeing persons, however, do not need a Metropolitan to find this key to beauty. But I am denied that deeper understanding of them which I am sure would come through sight of them, through watching their reactions to various expressed and circumstances, through noting the immediate and fleeting reactions of their eyes and countenance.
II Perhaps I can best illustrate by imagining what I should most like to see if I was given the use of my eyes, say, for just three days. But even in viewing the most spectacular sights the eyes are lazy. Smell the perfume of flowers, taste with relish each morsel, as if tomorrow you could never smell and taste again.
I should let my eyes rest, too, on the face of a baby, so that I could catch a vision of the eager, innocent beauty which precedes the individuals consciousness of the conflicts which life develops. How can so much compressed into one day?
Oh, there is so much rich meaning and beauty in the art of the ages for you who have eyes to see! I can vision only dimly the grace of a Pavlowa, although I know something of the delight of rhythm, for often I can sense the beat of music as it vibrates through the floor.
Schoolchildren are offered countless books about Keller, and, for those with a more irreverent streak, there are seemingly endless jokes that mock her blindness and deafness. But does it ever occur to you to use your sight to see the inner nature of a friend or acquaintance? Now and then I have tested my seeing friends to discover what they see.
I start from my home in the quiet little suburb of Forest Hills, Long Island. We see that she was not remarkable merely because she was able to transcend disability, but also because she expressed herself boldly and freely in a time when very few women of any ability level were able to do so.
There, indeed, is a place to use your eyes. The gnarled, bearded features of Homer are dear to me, for he, too, knew blindness. First I should like to gaze long upon the face of my dear teacher, Mrs.
In the night of that first day of sight, I should not be able to sleep, so full would be my mind of the memories of the day. The same key lies waiting in smaller museums, and in books on the shelves of even small libraries. Apollos and Venuses and the winged victory of Samothrace are friends of my finger tips.Three Days to See [Helen Keller] on mint-body.com *FREE* shipping on qualifying offers.
This book contains Three Days to See, The Story Of My Life, Triple Talks Of Optimisim, Speech In Mount Airy and Helen Keller's ten letters. The book is bilingual edition in English and Chinese. Transcription "Three Days to See" by Helen Keller I.
All of us have read thrilling stories in which the hero had only a limited and specified time to live. Sometimes it was as long as a year; sometimes as short as twenty-four hours.
three days. On the first day, I should want to see the people whose kindness and companionship have made my life worth living.
I do not know what it is to see into the heart of a friend through that “window of the soul,” the eye. I can only “see” through my fingertips the outline of a face. It is those that are impaired that could describe in full detail what they would accomplish if they were given the opportunity to see and or hear for one or more days, such as Helen Keller does in her essay, "Three Days to See." Helen Keller was born with her sight and hearing, but only nineteen months into her life she fell ill and lost both of these gifts.
Some see more than others, but few see everything that is within the range of their vision. Oh, the things that I should see if I had the power of sight for just three days!
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