There were just a few more pages to turn when it happened. My voice froze and I felt the tears pushing. My son grinned knowingly, “Mom’s going to cry.”
It doesn’t happen very often, but literature gets me the most often. And biographies. Biographies can be just too inspirational for me to maintain my composure.
I picked up a copy of Louis Braille, The Boy Who Invented Books for the Blind at Paperbackswap during Christmas. It wasn’t on a reading list anywhere, but I was ordering a book about Helen Keller and figured it would go along well with her story.
While my children munched on sandwiches, I read the short biography aloud, flipping it around anytime there was a sketch to keep their imagination going. We were all engaged from the beginning.
This poor boy ended up blind because he disobeyed his father. How would he react? What would happen to him?
The story of Braille’s exemplifies hard work and determination. It is a story of a hunger to learn and the blessing of reading. It is a story of how one person can change lives for generations, even if unknown at death.
Not one newspaper in all of Paris printed the news of his death. Yet today his name is known all around the world. He was a simple schoolteacher. He never made much money. Yet today blind people everywhere bless him for giving them one the greatest gifts of all time – the alphabet called braille.
Yes, what a wonderful gift! And what a wonderful gift to read about with your children.