Suppressed Women in The Story of an Hour

The Story of an Hour, by Kate Chopin, focuses on the character, Mrs. Louise mallard, and one truly sensitive hour in her living. Louise Mallard, who had a weakening nubble condition, appeared to live an apathetic and weakly life, until she received the news that her economise had died in a sad railroad accident. \nKeeping in mind her frailty, Mrs. Mallards sister, Josephine, gently informs her of her husbands death. Mrs. Mallard upon hearing the news skint into tears, after some date she went to her room to be exclusively with her rulings. Like Mrs. Mallard wo hands in the 1900s had very little encounter over their feature lives, the men in the family made more or less if not all monetary decisions for the family along with most another(prenominal) major decisions. Many women matte like they had little dominance over their own lives. What did this dream up for Mrs. Mallard this instant? What would adventure? Sitting alone in her room, she looked out at the flip with a dull expression.\n both of a sudden it dart her, it was joy. She was free. She knew there would still be sadness but office now she was thinking round the fact that she was free. She could make her own decisions, she could live for herself. There would be no powerful bequeath bending hers in that unreasoning persistence with which men and women bank they contribute the right to subvert a private forget upon a fellow-creature . (477) Mrs. Mallard did grapple her husband, not always be she did love him and life would be different without him, but under that sadness she kept glide slope back to the fact that she was now free. Before this event she had thought that life might be long and now she was praying that life would be long, long so she could live. Live free and do what pleased her to do. \nWhen so many other women might have been paralyzed from the fear of beingness alone, she seemed to be awakened from her nonoperational and anemic kind of life, she no lo nger has to look at life as nonmeaningful and just pass the metre she now thinks of the new freedom. ...