When Helen Keller asked her teacher about the meaning of love, Miss Sullivan kissed and hugged the deaf and blind woman, then spelled into her hand, “I love Helen”.
After Keller’s further questions approach her teacher’s feeling heart, Miss Sullivan then hadn’t resisted to reveal her meaning of love. Here, her stance goes:
“Love is something like clouds that were in the sky before the sun came out, you cannot touch the clouds, you know; but you feel the rain and know how glad the flowers and the thirsty earth are to have it after a hot day. You cannot touch love either; but you feel the sweetness that it pours into everything. Without love you would not be happy or want to play.”
All this came from Helen Keller’s “The Story of My Life”, which unveiled the unseen, and heard the unheard.
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