Thursday, September 25, 2008
"Story Of An Hour"
Kate Chopin's "Story Of An Hour" was like an emotional roller coaster. Mrs Mallard had to be broken down gently that her husband died. She did the usual crying and weeping. That is expected with any ones love one dies. What threw me off a little is the way the author describes the room when Mrs Mallard walk in. She didn't describe it like death which is usually the way authors would write after someone has died in the book. The Aurthur describes Mrs Mallard as seeing "the open squares before her house, the top of trees that were all aquiver with the new spring life. The delicious breath rain was in the air". this does not sound like a person who husband just died. this quote sounds like Mrs Mallard finally sees herself starting fresh. This feeling scared her so much that she tried to hold theses feelings back. But she couldn't help but say "free, free, free!" I do believe that Mrs Mallard did love her husband. She just wasn't in love with him and yes there is a big difference. It does seems odd that Mrs Mallard feels the way she feels. But if you think about it you would know where shes coming from. In those days, divorce was forbidden. So if your marriage has problems, its either you work it out or you don't. Divorce is definitely not an option. In Mrs Mallards case, she was a housewife who had to cook, clean and wash clothes 24/7. After a while it gets tiring, lonely, even frustrating. Eventually you would become unhappy and miserable. I'm not saying that Mrs. Mallard wasn't sad that her husband died but i think she was just a little more happy. She is just more happy that she is able to live and do for herself. when she saw her husband walk through the door, she died instantly. When the doctor came, they said she died of heart disease - of joy that kills. What I Don't understand is that what did Mrs Mallard died from? Was It from shock? or was it from disappointment because the chance to taste life was taken away from her?
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