Mr. Jarreau writes, “Like many, I read and studied about Helen Keller and thought I knew her fairly well. Yes I knew a bit of HK history. The iconic figure who changed the world. Sure. Here’s the kicker. In Tuscumbia, Alabama, I met the little girl whose name was Helen, her teacher, her father, half brother and mother, as well as the home they shared and the rich history of a time in the world we see as innocent. It was a life changing event all DeafBlind should experience. There is just so much to say. Being welcomed in a city by its people who are good to all. People who are kind and understand the DeafBlind community promoted by Helen Keller. It is seeing who we are in the eyes of history. Who we are. Where we came from. And the power of a child’s optimism that changed the world. It was a life experience none in our group will ever forget.
The best summary of the event was spoken by Sue M. who signed, ‘I am glad I came whatever the cost. I now feel connected.’ Very powerful words to express what it really means to be a part of something real.
The DeafBlind Community of Mississippi (DBCM) will go again. It might not be next year but possibly the year after. Next year we have an event yet to be announced right here in Jackson, MS, to celebrate Helen Keller Deaf-Blind Awareness Week.After breakfast, we made our way to the Helen Keller Home for a tour. The tour was unbelievably good.
One thing that struck me was the apparent wealth of the Keller family to build such a compound. Back in the day a home’s value was based on the number of fireplaces. A poor family would have a small home with only one fireplace. The more fireplaces the greater the value and cost of the home. The Keller home had a fireplace in five of its seven rooms. Wow! The kitchen was in a building near the main house. The kitchen was large.
Remember back in the 1800’s wild game and some beef were butchered in people’s kitchens. There was a large table for butchering meat. A large press that was apparently made to tenderize meat by standing on the press with meat being compressed to soften it. Elaborate cooking utensils and wood burning oven and stove. On the lawn outside the kitchen door was a very large grind stone. It was turned by hand to sharpen knives of all types. The grind stone was a sign of wealth as it would have cost a month’s wages of a common man.
And great it was… The very end of the Play Teacher Annie Sullivan took Helen out to the Pump trying desperately to get Helen to understand words. The tyrant Helen fought every step of the way. Having water pumped onto her hand Helen turned and stomped off about ten feet and stopped. The light went on. She slowly turned walked back to Teacher and spelled the word Water. That was a powerful moment of the Play and a moment that capped off a Helen Keller experience myself and all in attendance will never forget. It was a true life experience.
In the outdoor area leading up to the glass wall is a garden with outdoor objects from Lions Clubs around the world. One of the most interesting to our group was a bronze statue of a Lyon in a garden. This Lion was proudly seated and sat about three feet tall. Well between his front paws was a sign that says “My name is Sue.” The irony of it all is that was someone in our group whose name is Sue who came up with the idea and was a driving force behind having the Helen Keller Festival trip on our agenda. How fitting! Sue couldn’t believe it at first and then laughed along with everyone else there.
Mississippi Hearing-Vision Project’s Advisory Committee, Hattiesburg, MS
National Recognition, Helen Keller National Center
Contributing Editor, Good Cheer Magazine
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