The morning after my teacher came. she led me into her room and gave me a doll. When I had played with it a little while, Miss Sullivan slowly spelled into my hand the word"d-o-l-l." I was at once interested in this finger play and tried to imitate it. When I finally succeeded in making the letters correctly, I was filled with childish pleasure and pride. Running downstairs to my mother, I held up my hand and made the letters for "doll." I did not know that I was spelling a word or even that words existed; I simply made my fingers go in monkey like imitation. In the days that followed, I learned to spell in this uncomprehending way many words, among them, "pin,""hat,""cup," and a few verbs like "sit,""stand," and "walk," but my teacher had been with me several weeks before I understood that everything has a name.