The Innocence of Edie

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The Innocence of Edie
Katrina Wilbert
Ashford University
English 125
[ December 10, 2012 ]
Dr Rozlyn Truss-Linder

The Innocence of Edie

The Story of How I Met My Husband by Alice Munro is about a young girl Edie. Edie lives in the home of Dr. and Mrs. Peebles as a house girl. The time frame is set around the mid to late 1940’s. This is Edies adventurer over one summer at their country home. This is a coming of age story from an innocent girl to one that is just starting to see her own inner passions. The theme and symbols of the story relate to what Edie is going through, therefore we will see this as Edie starts blooming into adulthood. Innocent Love

Edie is a young girl coming to age where she feels the first steps of passion. The first time she sees the plane she remarks about the tree tops being all red and silver. This is the first remark of passion she is exposed to. The second remark is when Edie is in the bathroom and is enjoying the quiet while taking a bath. She talks about the bathroom as something new and shiny. “The basin and the tub and the toilet were all pink, and there were glass doors with flamingoes painted on them, to shut off the tub. The light had a rosy cast and the mat sank under your feet like snow, except that it was warm”(Clugston, 2010). Using the words pink and rosy symbolize a younger innocent passion that has not yet developed. Including in this is the reference to the white mat as snow and warm. Both are a contradiction to each other.

“Not that this color is not important—in tales as elsewhere, white stands for luminosity and untainted sheen, thus for luminous heaven as much as for purity”(Da Silva, 2007). The thought was confusing without the paradox symbols. Edie sees the mat as cold or pure but when she walks on it, it becomes warm. Much like Edie’s innocence is warming up to passion. “First she depicts a girl, “thirteen going on fourteen, the hinge of your life, when you are . . . nor child nor woman . . ....
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