Analyse af Kate Chopins 'The Story of an Hour'

One time in everyone’s life, death will show. Maybe your grandfather, your mom or even your child dies. Maybe yourself? When death shows, we feel sad because of the lost. A los which will be gone forever. This story tells us about a woman who lost her husband in an accident, and suddenly she feels free. Why is that?

I’m going to look into this woman, who she is and where she lives. I’ll give a brighter view of why the story is told and how it’s told.

Louise Mallard/Mrs. Mallard is the protagonist in this story because she is the person around whom all the other characters revolve. From the beginning of the story we are told that Mrs Mallard is ‘’afflicted with a heart trouble’’, so she has to be careful about her doings.

She is ‘’young, with a fair, calm face, whose lines bespoke repression and even certain strength’’. The ‘’lines’’ of her face indicates that she’s keeping a lot of stuff inside. There’s something she’s holding back. She is full of ‘’repression’’.

Mrs. Mallard was married to Brently Mallard. Even though he’s dead, she doesn’t feel grieve but she fells ‘’free, free free’’. Why does she fell free? Didn’t they have a good marriage or is it something else that makes her fell free? Something must have been wrong. Mrs. Mallard says in the story that ‘’she had loved him – sometimes. Often she has not’’. It makes you wonder how she can love someone ‘’sometimes’’ but not all the time? In every relationship you will love your partner no matter what, even if you have big problems. So maybe Mr. Mallard wasn’t good to her or her love for him just wasn’t that deep in the first place. As we see in the title, the story takes place within an hour, so there’s not so much time for the characters to go anywhere or do anything. What we know about the setting is that we’re at Mallards house, and we see that when Mrs. Mallard walks to her room alone. In the room there’s a ‘’comfortable, roomy armchair’’ where Mrs. Mallard could sink down and ‘’see the tops of trees that were all aquiver with the spring life. The delicious breath of rain was in the air…’’ Mrs. Mallard has a room where she can be herself and look down the street. She listens to a song, which someone was singing, and she can hear the birds twittering in the eaves. We know its spring and the weather is also ‘’spring like’’. It sounds like that the setting is wonderful. Everything is peaceful and Mrs. Mallard can sit in her chair and think peacefully of her life and thoughts.