Your life may be hard, but you aren’t deaf and blind.(FIND NEW) Helen Keller was born on June 27, 1880, in Tuscumbia, Alabama. She was a healthy normal child for the first nineteen months of her life. Kate Adams Keller and Colonel Arthur Keller were her parents. On her mother’s side of the family, she was related to a variety of well known New England families. On her dad’s side, she was related to the Governor of Virginia. Her father was a captain of the army and later got promoted to Marshal. At nineteen months, an illness, like rubella or scarlet fever, resulted in her being blind and deaf. Helen Keller is important because she accomplished so much throughout her lifetime, she was different from normal society, and she relates to me in many …show more content…
At the beginning, Helen Keller was an outcast because of a disease she had no control over. Some people thought that she was faking her condition and some thought that she was crazy. She was looked at as an outcast but chose to overcome what people thought to accomplish something greater. After realizing this, she was an outcast because of the disease, and she was an outcast because of her accomplishments. She stood out when she went to college as the first ever woman, deaf and blind, to graduate. College is hard for people without a disability. I can’t even imagine how difficult it would have been with two. She also wrote multiple books about her life. “She wrote of her life in several books, including The Story of My Life (1903), Optimism (1903), The World I Live In (1903), Light in My Darkness and My religion (1927), Helen Keller’s Journal (1938), and The Open Door (1957)” ( The Editors of Encyclopaedia Britannica). One, of the more commonly known books, was called, The Story of My Life. She was an outcast because people who read the book knew her struggles and what made her different from the …show more content…
At the age of five years old, I remember riding my pink bike around the park. My mother told me that it was time to take off my training wheels and learn how to ride without them. We took them off and I started pedaling. All of my family members were there telling me to pedal faster. I got going at a speed of what five year old me thought was as fast as a plane. I got stressed and began freaking out. My mother then told me to brake, which she didn’t tell me how to do before I got on the bike. So, I then rode into the grass and got scraped up on my hands and knees.We got me all bandaged up and I can tell you that at this moment it time, I did not want to get on a bike ever again! After a few days, I decided that I wasn’t going to be afraid of a bike and I was going to know how to ride. I got back on and never crashed once. Determination is a characteristic that both Helen Keller and I