Read the excerpt from the story of my life by helen keller. choose the text that describes helen’s perspective of being touched. at first, when my teacher told me about a new thing i asked very few questions. my ideas were vague, and my vocabulary was inadequate; but as my knowledge of things grew, and i learned more and more words, my field of inquiry broadened, and i would return again and again to the same subject, eager for further information. sometimes a new word revived an image that some earlier experience had engraved on my brain. i remember the morning that i first asked the meaning of the word, "love." this was before i knew many words. i had found a few early violets in the garden and brought them to my teacher. she tried to kiss me: but at that time i did not like to have any one kiss me except my mother. miss sullivan put her arm gently round me and spelled into my hand, "i love helen."