Kate Chopin's The Story Of An Hour

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The Story of an Hour – Kate Chopin The right of being freed as their own is the basic right of the women in the 21st century. In the 19th century, however, the right of being independent seems to exceed the limit that women would behave in a certain manner. The “Story of an Hour,” by Kate Chopin, is a true reflection of the women in the 19th century, who is aspired to seek for self-identity about marriage, freedom and independence in a society in which their role has depend upon the relationship with their husbands. Chopin’s story explores the women process of dealing with her internal world, which goes against the social morality at that time. The story revolves around Louise Mallard, who has received the news of her husband’s death from her…show more content…
When the storm of grief had spent itself she went away to her room alone. She would have no one follow her (Chopin 428). The change of Louise’s emotion has changed as quickly as she is alone in her room. Instead of burdening herself and fearing about her future, Louise starts seeing her new life with an excitement. She gradually get rid of her grief as she pays attention to the surrounding…show more content…
She realizes her joy. She acknowledges it, and it makes her afraid. She tries to repel that forbidden joy that she “was striving to beat it back with her will” (Chopin 428), but it seems helplessness. Yet she is excited, for her newfound life. The thought of being freed, the triple repetition “free, free, free” (429) as it comes out straight from her breath, has comforted her considerably. She is guilt about her thought; however, she cannot control it to “possess” her. “Now her bosom rose and fell tumultuously. She was beginning to recognize this thing that was approaching to possess her, and she was striving to beat it back with her will – as powerless as her two white slender hands would have been. When she abandoned herself a little whispered word escaped her slightly parted lips. She said it over and over under her breath: “free, free, free!”[…] the coursing blood warmed and relaxed every inch of her body”
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