Read this excerpt from helen keller’s autobiography, the story of my life. as soon as i could spell a few words my teacher gave me slips of cardboard on which were printed words in raised letters. i quickly learned that each printed word stood for an object, an act, or a quality. i had a frame in which i could arrange the words in little sentences; but before i ever put sentences in the frame i used to make them in objects. i found the slips of paper which represented, for example, "doll," "is," "on," "bed" and placed each name on its object; then i put my doll on the bed with the words is, on, bed arranged beside the doll, thus making a sentence of the words, and at the same time carrying out the idea of the sentence with the things themselves. one day, miss sullivan tells me, i pinned the word girl on my pinafore and stood in the wardrobe. on the shelf i arranged the words, is, in, wardrobe. nothing delighted me so much as this game. my teacher and i played it for hours at a time. often everything in the room was arranged in object sentences. from the printed slip it was but a step to the printed book. i took my "reader for beginners" and hunted for the words i knew; when i found them my joy was like that of a game of hide-and-seek. thus i began to read. of the time when i began to read connected stories i shall speak later. what happens before the narrator forms sentences in her room? she learns how to read individual words with raised letters. she plays a trick on her teacher by hiding in her closet. she is given a beginning reader book and reads stories. she resists learning and insists on playing with dolls.