Window blind

saw and heard. The old man believes he saw the young boy run fast down the hall. During the young boy and his fathers fight he heard the young boy say " I'm going to kill you " to his father. All of this was happening during a train passing by his window and it was late at night. The old man claimed to walk from his room to the door to see the young…

An Hour of Hopeless Freedom Kate Chopin’s “The Story of an Hour” shows us how married women, in her time, are oppressed by their husbands. She wrote this story in order to shine light on the issue that many women are facing; she is a realist after all. The story revolves around Mrs. Louise Mallard, the protagonist, and throughout the story she gains a sense of freedom when she is told that her husband has died in a “railroad disaster” (555). Subsequently, after the premise has been said to Mrs.…

him has been demolished since then. Hopper uses a repetition of windows in many of his works and especially in Nighthawks. He believed that windows were the gateway between the real world and the comfort of your home. In Nighthawks, there is no entrance into the diner. However, critics believe that Hopper intended for the only way in to be the large glass window that occupies most of the wall for the diner. Not only does the diner window symbolize an entrance, it also symbolizes open-ness and…

Mallard’s death. Though her husband was killed, she could see the symbols of new life from her open window. Spring itself is a sign of rebirth. The unconsciously crying of Louise seems like Louise’s body is separated from her. She even sobs, even though her mind is detaching from the thoughts of Mr. Mallard. The author uses the metaphor of a child falling…

officers. Borden presents two specific types of women throughout her poems. The women who sacrificed their lucidity to become nurses and the women who remained at home with a romanticized idea of war. In her poem, “The Square,” she notes, “Below my window in the high bright square a struggle is going on between the machines of war and the people of the town,” (17). Limousines meant to carry ladies to “places of amusement,” now carry generals to “places of…

multicultural society.Whether consciously or unconsciously, we all hold some kind of prejudices or ethnocentric attitudes. Those beliefs we hold that we may not be aware of are often referred to as ‘blind spots.’ Johari’s window is a tool commonly used to show where our blind spots are. We can decrease our blind spots by being more self- aware and inviting open feedback from others. Educators and services need to be able to recognise, value and draw on children’s cultural backgrounds as well as…

The wife calls the husband “Blind…” (Frost, 16) because he cannot understand her pain of losing her child. Blind means you are unable to see, which is what the wife is referring to. The husband is not physically blind, but emotionally blind. In a “good” relationship, the people involved should be able to tell what is wrong with the other and why it is bothering that person. However…

THE BLIND GERMAN FIGHTER The boy was gone. The gravel stretched beneath him, as did the fading voices of his family. The voices that were once begging now melted from the angered heat scorching off Hans Junior’s turned back. He had left the light and entered the darkness. His shadow stretched out behind him, aching to remain in the brightness. But he did not hear the pleads of his shadow. Soon Hans Junior and his crying companion merged into one silhouette of obscurity. Hans Junior…

This window of opportunity is significant in showcasing the scene where Mrs. Mallard is in her secret, special room where she has spent way too many nights. These four walls of the room that only have a window and a cushioned, comfortable chair that faced the outside environment expresses the emptiness and the feeling of being trapped and caged in that Mrs…

I didn’t know where I woke up. The bed sheets smelt like wet cigarettes and old beer. A small room with fading pink wallpaper appeared as my bloodshot eyes focused. I was in some roach motel I didn’t recognize. The Bag! Cold panic hit me like ice water. The leather travel bag was sitting in the armchair. I sighed in relief. There was a pack of smokes on the nightstand. I reached over for them—it was empty. Lousy luck is all I’ve had since I took on this assignment. The thing that drove me bat…