If you give me three days of light

Chapter 5 Hope
As time goes by, my body is growing taller and my mind is gradually maturing. I hope to express my thoughts and emotions, and those few monotonous gestures are not enough.I lose my temper every time sign language doesn't make sense to others.At that time, I felt as if my throat was being strangled by many invisible claws. I desperately wanted to break free from them. The fire was burning in my chest but I couldn't vent it. Therefore, the best way to vent it was to roll on the ground, roar, and kick frantically. Hit and cry until the last bit of strength is exhausted.

If my mother was standing by my side at this time, I would throw myself into her arms, distraught, and even forget why I lost my temper.The days were getting tougher, the desire to express my thoughts was getting stronger and stronger, the worst was losing my temper every day and every hour.

Faced with all this, the helpless parents were also worried.There is no deaf school near the town of Tusgambia where we live, and almost no one wants to go to such a remote place to teach a blind and dumb child.

At the time, everyone was skeptical about my ability to get an education.However, my mother never gave up. She saw a ray of hope in Dickens's "American Notes".

In Dickens's "American Notes", it is recorded that a blind and dumb girl, Lola, has learned something through the teaching of Dr. He.However, my mother was very distressed when she learned that Dr. Hao, who invented the method of educating the blind and deaf, had passed away many years ago, and that his educating method might also be lost.Does Dr. Hao have any descendants?If so, let them come to this remote town in Aramaia to teach me, would they be willing?

When I was six years old, my father heard that there was a famous ophthalmologist in Baltimore, where several blind people cured their eye diseases, so my parents immediately decided to take me there for eye treatment.

I enjoyed this trip very much, and I still remember the scene at that time.I made many friends on the train.A woman gave me a box of shells, and my father pierced the shells so that I could string them one by one.For a long time after that, these shells brought me infinite happiness and satisfaction.The conductor is kind and friendly. Every time he comes to check the ticket or check the ticket, I can pull his clothes corner, and he also gives me the scissors used for checking the ticket as a toy. Punch a small hole in it and play for hours without getting bored.

To make me happy, my aunt made me a doll out of towels, but it had no facial features.Such a makeshift thing, even if the child's imagination is very rich, he can't tell what the face looks like.And the most unbearable thing for me is that the doll has no eyes.I insisted that everyone figure out a way, but in the end no one was able to put eyes on the doll.Suddenly, I had a spark of inspiration, and I thought of my aunt's shawl with the big beads, so I found the shawl and tore off two beads, and showed my aunt to sew on the doll's face.My aunt took my hand to touch her eyes to check my intentions.I nodded vigorously.She sewed on the beads and I couldn't be more excited.However, it didn't take long for my interest to shift again, and the doll was thrown aside by me.

Throughout the trip, there were so many things that attracted me, I kept busy, and I never lost my temper.

As soon as we arrived in Baltimore, we couldn't wait to go to Dr. Chisham's clinic, and the doctor welcomed us warmly.After examining it, he said there was nothing he could do, but he said I could get a good education like any other child, and suggested that my father take me to Dr. Alexander Bell in Washington, saying that he might give us information about schools for deaf children and Faculty profile.The family took Dr. Chisham's advice and immediately set off to take me to Washington.Along the way, my parents were full of worries and worries, but I felt that I encountered a lot of new things and saw a lot of new scenery during the journey. I became more and more interested, and I didn't notice the worries of my family members at all.

When we arrived in Washington, we successfully met Dr. Bell. Although I was still an ignorant child at the time, Dr. Bell's kindness and enthusiasm made me unforgettable forever.He held me on his lap and let me play with his watch.His watch rang so I could feel the vibration of the watch.A doctor with excellent medical skills understands my gestures, and we immediately became friends.I didn't realize at the time that this meeting would be a turning point in my life, a key to my life and a treasure house of knowledge, and the beginning of my journey from darkness to light, getting rid of the lonely and isolated world, and entering the friendly and warm world.

Dr. Bell suggested that my father should write to Mr. Annanus, the principal of the Perkins School in Boston, asking her to find a first teacher for me.The Perkins School is a school mentioned in "American Notes", and it is the school where Dr. Hao worked tirelessly for the blind, deaf, and dumb.

My father wrote immediately asking for help, and received an enthusiastic reply a few weeks later.The letter told us a pleasant news: the teacher has been found.This happened in the summer of 1886, and the teacher Miss Sullivan came to me in March of the second year.

From then on, I felt that I had stepped out of Egypt and stood in front of Mount Sinai (Mount Sinai is the place where God gave Moses the Ten Commandments in the Christian "Bible"), and inspiration pervaded my whole body for a moment, and countless wonders appeared before my eyes.From this holy mountain came the voice: "Knowledge is love, light, and the source of wisdom."

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