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Use this post for creative writing posts. These posts should feature a brief dialogue or story, followed by an explanation of how your post responds to the text in question.

Dear Father,

 

Everything at Indian camp was difficult to understand, although I was curious to peek, yet I was too disturb to look at the old lady giving birth. I was shook I’ve never encountered a woman on labor. On page #19 “do ladies always have a hard time giving birth” , I was extremely confused, because of the scream and the pain she was going through physically. As I was reading “The Story Of An Hour”, I thought of such an experiences with you. While the lady was plotting on how to live her life without her husband, she saw nature through the window as she seat and it inspired her to live. On page #19 “the sun coming up over the hills , a bass jumped making a circle in the water”, after all I experienced today, it felt like that was a sign of a fresh start
and a new day .

Sincerely, your son Nick

Thus stories “The Story Of An Hour” and “Indian Camp”, share a crazy plot twist where both Miss. Mallard and Nick felt death really close to themselves. They also encounter horrific situation where Miss. Mallard found her husband alive and on his feet after opening the door and Nick seeing the indian committing suicidal. Likewise, through it all it felt like joy to Nick seeing the indian and her child surviving. Although it caused her death Miss. Mallard also felt a joy of seeing her husband once again.

Dear, Father

Dear: Father

 I have recently read a Story called “The Story of An Hour” by Kate Chopin. This story made me think back to that night where you took me as your intern in the Indian camp. In this story “The Story of an Hour” the wife has to face the news of her husband death.  This story ends with and unexpected twist.  Where the wife is the one who ends up dead after, she found out her husband is still alive. Like that day on the Indian camp where things led to a horrific event. Where we first struggle in helping that Indian women and her baby survive. Then, we were over joy with the birth of the baby. And lastly, were shocked with the death of the father of the baby. Like in “The Story of An Hour” what appeared to be good news ended up in death. Both story ended with an ironic twist. Father this story made me think that live is not what it seems. Joy can represent a lot of thing to different people. This Indian man seemed like he died of joy. But, what if what he didn’t want was for this baby to be born. Maybe, like the women in the story he did not want this baby to be alive. Maybe, it represented responsibility for him. The women in the story depended on her husband for everything just like this baby would have depended on him for everything. Maybe, he died because, he was afraid of losing his freedom like the women in this story. I think that the responsibility of a new life was to overwhelming for him and that why he took his own life. Like on that day I am still confused and full of questions without any answers.   

Singly, your son Nick

I think Nick can relate to “The Story of An Hour” because he too had to face an unexpected death. He was not prepared of what was going to be unfold in the Indian camp. At, the begging of the Indian Camp story he might felt inventors even excited to be with his father in such an important journey. However, at the end he was left confuse and with so many questions. I believe that Nick in this story represents the reader’s perspective and experience as he or she is reading the story. At the end, of the story I too had many questions. The theme of this story could be that in life not everything has an answer and, sometime things just happen without any explanation.    

 

Re vised diary entry for RIP VAN WINKLE

Dear Diary,

I thought I knew Rip so well. I was sure that he would not have been able to cope with this new town and this new way of doing things. He certainly surprised me, I thought maybe he would be remorsely or shed tears once he had heard about the passing of his wife years ago while he was asleep in the woods. Rip seemed to be at peace with the fact that his nagging wife would no longer cause him headaches or question him about the small work he did around the town they once knew. Watching Rip get use to this new town that now included federals and democrats, without him having knowledge of what those might even be, he still seemed as if he could get use to everything. He was free to be amongst his now adult children in a comfortable home that he did not have to do any maintenance too. Rip telling his stories to the strangers in the Dr. Doolittle hotel seems to be keeping him alive and happy. The kids flock to him and listen carefully, and some of the elders still think he’s crazy and doubt his stories. Rip has always been just him, that small town guy with a mind of his own.

Rip Van Winkle Diary Entry ( Create )

Dear Diary,

Today was a different day for Rip Van Winkle. When I say different it was one many would describe as unbelievable. Rip Van Winkle entered his old, but now new village after 20 years. He told the new people of the village, that he had fell asleep on the mountain last night and woken up to a change. The people of the village stared at him for sometime when he entered the new village, because of his appearance including a foot long beard. Rip woke up during a time where he was at a happy age and could nothing with impunity. This new village was much better than the one he knew before he fell asleep on the mountains. Rip himself no longer had to hear his nagging wife, nor did he have to work for anyone. Now he could be free or stress and enjoy his days. Now that barely anyone knew his past, he could tell stories to the youth and make new friends. His children were grown now, and he had a decent place to stay while living with his daughter. He now could vote and choose his own side whether he wanted to be a Federal or Democrat, he would have to learn about the Bill of Rights, election times, liberty, Bunker’s Hill, and the wars that occurred that took away his old friends away. He had learned now that he was a free citizen of the United States, he was no longer under the petticoat government, and no more yoke of matrimony. Rip Van Winkle seemed to be very happy with his new life and new village because now he could go in and out as he pleased with no restrictions. The younger generation of the village seem to draw to Rip’s stories and every stranger he encountered at Dr.Doolittle’s hotel would encounter all of the events that Rip said occurred as the night before.

My dialogue is directly grounded in the story because Washington Irving allowed me as the reader to pick up a few literary elements which to me helped me understand the short story better. Washington Irving style during “RIP Van Winkle” kept me wanting to know more about what would happen once he woke up, and then once he entered what is now a new village. Washington Irving voice within RIP Van Winkle helped bring the story to life so that I could grasp what was going on in each scene.

Rip Van Winkle HW Diary Entry

1819

 

Dear People,

I still can’t believe that Rip Van Winkle actually slept for 20 years and then returned to his village after twenty years thinking he had only left for a day. He left the village because of his wife who never appreciated him he was a good man everybody loved him even the animals (dogs) but his wife . He got tired of the nitpickings of his wife and his only escape was to go to the outdoors which he did with his dog wolf and his gun. On one trip to the woods, Van Winkle wanders to one of the highest points in the Catskills. Fatigued from the climb, he rests, and soon the sun has started to set. He knows he will not be able to get home before dark. As he gets up, he hears a voice call his name. A shadowy figure seems to be in need of assistance, so he approaches the man, who looks very strange. He is short and square, with thick bushy hair and a grizzled beard, dressed in the antique Dutch fashion. He asks Van Winkle for help climbing higher with a keg. They reach an amphitheatre in the woods, where a lot of same looking men are bowling, which makes the environs sound like it is thundering. Although they are involved in pleasurable pursuits, they are silent and grim. The man starts to serve drinks from the keg and gestures to Van Winkle to help. He eventually takes a drink for himself. It tastes delicious, and he goes back for more and more until he is quite drunk and lies down to pass out. When he wakes up in the morning, he is anxious about what Dame Van Winkle will say about his late return. He reaches for his gun but finds that it is now rusty. Wolf also is gone and does not respond to Van Winkle’s calls. He gets up and feels quite stiff. When he tries to retrace his steps, the amphitheatre appears to have become an wall of rock, and some of the natural features of the area have changed. As he returns to his village everything is changed nothing is the same everybody is different nobody recognizes him. His wife and children are not their places he use to spend time with his friends is not their it is a complete change. He come across a familiar woman who he found out to be his daughter and he goes to live with her and her husband . Dame Van winkle has passed away recently. There is nobody to annoy him and nitpick him anymore he has reached the age where he is socially excusable for not able to do anything he has got his freedom to do whatever he wants without anybody pressuring him to provide. So what I would say is that the village  he has returned to is far more better then he was in before because now he is is free there is nobody to pressure him nobody to insult him and he is a free bird . “Poor Rip was at last reduced almost to despair; and his only alternative, to escape from the labor of the farm and clamor of his wife, was to take gun in hand and stroll away into the woods. Here he would sometimes seat himself at the foot of a tree, and share the contents of his wallet with Wolf, with whom he sympathized as a fellow-sufferer in persecution. ‘Poor Wolf,’ he would say, ‘thy mistress leads thee a dog’s life of it; but never mind, my lad, whilst I live thou shalt never want a friend to stand by thee! (Rip Van Winkle,” Paragraph 16) This quote is directly grounded in the story because Rip van Winkle was tired of all that insults and nitpicking his wife was doing. Rip’s only escape was to go away for a while which he did and actually ended up in a life he finds to be far more happier then it was before.