The Story of an Hour by Kate Chopin: Dream of an Hour

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Kate Chopin “The story of an hour”
When you wake up from a dream sometimes your palms are sweaty, your heart is racing you feel as if you just ran a marathon. Other times you want to close your eyes peacefully and fall back into the place you just were. A dream is a surreal form of a story. Your imagination runs wild; you have no control of what is going to happen next. In contrast while reading, writing, imagining a story, one has a sense of where the story is heading. In “The Story of an Hour” the plot has characteristics of a dream; therefore, through the title “Dream of an hour,” the reader can better understand the storyline. When one has a dream it is usually fast paced, and the order of events seems unorganized. The first sentence of the narrative gives you some heavy news about what is happening, “Knowing that Mrs. Mallard was afflicted with a heart trouble, great care was taken to break to her as gently as possible the news of her husband’s death” (15). Already readers do not know what to think and what is going to take place. So much happens in so little time that it seems like it is all a dream. When something startling happens that is completely unexpected, the first reaction is that it is a dream taking place, because of the idea that a dream is surprising and catches you off guard.

Chopin wanted to create some sort of dream-like nature in the story since the original title was “The Dream of an Hour.” When Louise hears about the death of her husband she is caught off guard to the point where she does not know how to react: “She did not hear the story as many women have heard the same, with a paralyzed inability to accept its significance” (15). To her the death of her husband seems like a dream. Upon hearing the news Mrs. Mallard is compared to a dreaming child: “a child who cried itself to sleep continues to sob in its dreams,” (15) Chopin is trying to depict how dreamlike and surreal the news of her husband’s death is....
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