THEN, full of enthusiasm, he wrote also ‘chimney,’ ‘roof.’ As he wrote, he continued to cry out, ‘I can write! I know how to write!’ His cries of joy brought the other children, who formed a circle about him looking down at his work in stupefied amazement. Two or three of them said to me, trembling with excitement, ‘Give me the chalk. I can write too’ and indeed they began to write various words: mama, hand, John, chimney, Ada.
Not one of them had ever taken chalk or any other instrument in hand for the purpose of writing. It was the first time that they had ever written, and they traced an entire word, as a child, when speaking for the first time, speaks the entire word.