Helen Keller...

I cannot recall what happened during the first months after my illness. I only know that I sat in my mother's lap or clung to her dress as she went about her household duties. My hands felt every object and observed every motion, and in this way I learned to know many things. Soon I felt the need of some communication with others and began to make crude signs....

For the first nineteen months of her life, Helen Keller was a normal child who laughed, played and explored her surroundings. But a high fever robs Helen of her sight and hearing, leaving her alone in a dark silent world. Until the day Anne Sullivan comes into her life. With the help of her new teacher and friend, Helen learns to read and write. Slowly she begins to triumph over her handicaps...

(Helen Keller : The story of My Life)