A Life in the Day of Helen Keller

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English: A Life in the Day of Helen Keller

I always wake up around twelve. There is not much point of waking up that early. There is nothing for me to do. For someone like me who can’t see or hear or talk has a pretty exasperating life. It is pretty lucky I know my home this well. We haven’t moved in my whole life, so I know this place pretty well. I don’t need to grope around anymore, but sometimes I do stumble a bit on my trip to the bathroom. My mum tries to make everything easy for me; I can sense it. She has made the corridors narrow so I can feel the wall with my arms outstretched. I sweep my arms around the walls and finally I have reached the bathroom. The bathroom is a very small one, convenient for me to find things. I find my toothbrush; it is on the side of the basin where I left it last night. My mum got me an electric one. It is easy to wash my face and teeth. The towel is just beside me on the lid of the toilet. My parents had a special water tap for me to use. The water runs out whenever it senses movement. Then the water gushes onto my hand. I love feeling water. I wonder what it is like, I imagine it is something like cold jelly.

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The grandfather clock rings every hour of the day so I know where to go. I have already spent one hour in the bathroom. It is one o clock so I make my way to the dining table. My house is very small so I never get lost. I recognize my way by the floor. My room is carpet and so is the path from my room to the toilet. I am walking to the dining room on clean tiles. The tiles feel nice and cold. Especially in the Summer time where it feels very hot. Sometimes in the summer ...

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