Homework due 2/6: “There Was Once”

For your post due on Thursday morning, first read the Margaret Atwood text called “There Was Once,” which I gave you in class last week. Think about how it retells the story of Cinderella (you might refresh your memory, re-learn, or learn for the first time about this folktake. The Disney version is not the original version! The Wikipedia entry for Cinderella gives us many versions, including the Brothers Grimm version, which is thought to be the basis for the versions of the story in Western Europe and the US).

Returning to Atwood’s story, what changes does the second speaker prompt the storyteller to make? We will discuss the challenges the second speaker makes as the kind of questions we should ask about any text we read, in much the same way that we looked critically at certain details in the Frida Kahlo painting in class. What would it mean for your reading to question nearly every word in a story? Also, how does this story stand as an example of any of the elements of fiction that you read about?

These questions are all linked, but you don’t have to answer all of them. Think about what interests you in them, and respond with a post that’s approximately 300 words. You might use the comments as an opportunity to reflect on an aspect of the story you wanted to think more about but didn’t include in your post.

Be sure to review the Blogging guidelines as you draft your response.

The ironic story of Mrs. Mallard

While reading “The Story of an Hour” by Kate Chopin, a reoccurring literary technique I kept coming across was irony. First, the story sets up with the knowledge that Mrs. Mallard has heart problems and is about to find out that her husband has died. Readers might suspect that combined with her heart troubles, the news of her husbands death would upset her so much, she would die too. Ironically enough, the story goes on to describe her joy with the revelation of her new found freedom. Another pattern that can be seen in this writing is imagery. For example, when Mrs. Mallard is gazing out of the window at the patches of blue sky or the spring trees, there is a sense of looking toward the future or new beginnings. After which she first expresses verbally that she is free. Ms. Mallard admits her love for him, but that now she could “live for herself”, she even prays that her life will be long. Imagery can be shown to reflect her emotions here as well, and she thinks the spring and summer days that will now belong to her.

Again irony strikes, and suddenly through the front door her husband Brently Mallard enters with absolutely no knowledge of the railroad accident. Imagery here depicts  Mr. Mallards appearance as “a little travel-stained, composedly carrying his grip-sack and umbrella” (which explains that physically he is healthy – and not dead). Mr. Mallard was surprised at Mrs. Mallards reaction to him, and in the final act of an ironic twist, Mrs. Mallard dies. When the doctors arrive, the story states that “she had died of heart disease – of the joy that kills” which leaves open to the reader to interpret that it was assumed she was so overjoyed to see her husband alive; it killed her. A theme of this writing is tragedy, since it seems inevitable that Mrs. Mallard would die of her heart disease throughout the reading.

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Exalted

Exalted (adjective)

Definition: raised or elevated, as in rank or character; of high station: an exalted personage.

Source: http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/exalted

Encountered in: “The Story of an Hour” by Kate Chopin (12th paragraph)

Quote: “She did not stop to ask if it were or were not a monstrous joy that held her. A clear and exalted perception enabled her to dismiss the suggestion as trivial”

Now that Mrs. Mallard has expressed that she is “free, free, free!”, with a clear understanding of the word exalted, the sentence explains how she feels a higher level of self to omit if the joy kept her or not.

Introduction- Aminata

Hi,

I guess I can start by saying my name is Aminata  Sesay. A very creative way to start isn’t it?  The name Aminata is of  African Senegal origin . Most individuals in North Africa are of Muslim faith and therefore tend to use Muslim, Arabic names to name there children. Aminata mean’s good character and trustworthy. I am from west Africa Sierra Leone,  (Freetown). I’ve live in Brooklyn New York all my life. I can still vividly remember coming to America for the first time hoping to witness the perfect nirvana or paradise that everyone spoke so highly of; to live the American dream. But everything was the complete opposite , from the bizarrely high buildings to ice falling out the sky.

I am fairly your topical youth adult, trying my hardest to balance school, work, family, friends and even a relationship when Mr. Right comes around.  I admit,I’m far from perfect, in fact am nowhere near.  But I’m a well rounded, quiet,fun individual that love the color green. I am really excited about this class.

You might need to reconsider something, if it takes your husband to die to realize you weren’t happy… And other life lessons.

In the short story “The Story of an Hour” the author Kate Chopin paints a very ironic story of Mrs. Mallards journey to happiness. When Josephine broke the news to her of her husbands death Mrs. Mallard took it pretty hard. Mrs. Mallard acted the same way as any other wife that just lost her husband would, with tears, and lots of them.

After her initial shock of her husbands death Mrs. Mallard went into her room by herself. There in her room lies a window and we find Mrs. Mallard starring out of this window at a blue sky and at a typical spring like happy day. Chopin stated, “The Delicious breath of rain was in the air. In the street below a peddler was crying his wares. The notes of a distant song which some one was singing reached her faintly, and countless sparrows were twittering in the eaves.” Mrs. Mallard begins to get this feeling that she is not able to describe at first. She then utters the word “Free” over and over. Chopin stated, “There would be no one to live for her during those coming years; she would live for herself.” This is when Mrs. Mallard realizes that she is free from her husband.

Josephine then knocks on the door yelling for Mrs. Mallard. Mrs. Mallard opens the door and the two walk downstairs to find Brently Mallard standing in the doorway. Mrs. Mallard then died of heart disease. This is ironic because once Mrs. Mallard realized she was free and could live for herself the independence literally killed her.