Regret by Kate Chopin

The first night in that farm none of the children could sleep, without the kiss of his mother and without the story that helped them to have sweet dreams, it was impossible to fall asleep. Marclette and Marcline began to speak as usually they did when the moon was raising firmly in the sky and the dream was absent.

 Marcline: Have you noticed the sadness in Mamzelle Aurlie's eyes? I think that she does not like that we are here.

Marclette: I do not believe that it is because of us, her eyes are like that always.

Even the few times that I saw her on the local market already her eyes were reflecting that  something is lacking in her.

Marcline: Something?

Something as what?

Marclette: Something that gives life to her eyes and strength to her spirit, something that is not simply money or the many crops that she has here, something real that is not only  a vain human illusion.

Marcline: Something as love I think.

Marclette: Yes Marcline, something as love for the things she does and for the people around her.

Marcline: Maybe nobody wanted to love her and to share with her his life.

Marclette: Or maybe the barrier she put in her heart did not let her see simple things like the beauty of love and be loved.  That happens more often than you can imagine, many times we focus on big things but that actually are empty.

Marcline: It happens for being an embittered lady, that is why she is alone now.

Marclette: Do not say that, we must not judge the people and you know it, because mom has taught that to us.

And as I read in my favorite book The little Prince “It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; What is essential is invisible to the eye”, we should not be fooled by our eyes, we must learn to see beyond, to see the heart.

Nobody answered because Marcline was already asleep.

The days passed, apparently no one was happy with their stay, they just wanted the time goes fast and leave that place as soon as possible, it seems that Mamzelle Aurlie thought in the same way.

Were enough few nights and days for change this thought. By the moment in which their mom arrived and they must go to their home a strange feeling filled their hearts and a deep sadness covered their eyes.

They did not know that while the car was moving away Mamzelle Aurelie was sitting beside the table with great regret in her heart.

Bibliography:

• You can see the text in which this dialogue was based here:         https://americanliterature.com/author/kate-chopin/short-story/regret
• How to onstruct a script: www.youtube.com/watch?v=VfJMXLCu1-o
• The Little Prince- Antoine de Saint Exupéry; page        #48 http://download.bioon.com.cn/upload/201111/21084046_8501.pdf   

The Story of An Hour by Kate Chopin

1) Too/ To

•       "Her husband's friend Richards was there, too, near her.” Chopin Kate, The Story of An Hour; paragraph  #2
•       She goes to the school.

2) Been/ Bean

•      “It was he who had been in the newspaper office when intelligence of the railroad disaster was received, with Brently Mallard's name leading the list of "killed." Chopin Kate, The Story of An Hour; paragraph #2
•      In Colombia there is a typical food that contains bean, its name is “Bandeja Paisa”.

3) Had/ Hat

•          “He had only taken the time to assure himself of its truth by a second telegram, and had hastened to forestall any less careful, less tender friend in bearing the sad message.” Chopin Kate, The Story of An Hour; paragraph  #2
•         That woman has a beautiful hat.

4)  By/ Bye

•         “Into this she sank, pressed down by a physical exhaustion that haunted her body and seemed to reach into her soul. .” Chopin Kate, The Story of An Hour; paragraph  #3
•          Good bye my friend.

5-6-7) This/ These - Thing/ Think – Two/ To

•          “She was beginning to recognize this thing that was approaching to possess her, and she was striving to beat it back with her will--as powerless as her two white slender hands would have been. .” Chopin Kate, The Story of An Hour; paragraph  #3
•         These books were written by the same author.
•          I think that we must smile every day.
•          I wrote this letter to you.

8) Beat/ Beat

•          “Her pulses beat fast, and the coursing blood warmed and relaxed every inch of her body.” Chopin Kate, The Story of An Hour; paragraph  #10
•       Portugal beat France in the final match of the “Eurocopa”

9) Knew/ New

•          “She knew that she would weep again when she saw the kind, tender hands folded in death; the face that had never looked save with love upon her, fixed and gray and dead.”Chopin Kate, The Story of An Hour; paragraph  #11
•         Today I ate a new flavor of ice cream.

10)  Know/ Now

•         “She did not know; it was too subtle and elusive to name.” Chopin Kate, The Story of An Hour; paragraph  #20
•         Now I am tired.

  Bibliography:

    1) americanliterature.com/author/kate-chopin/short-story/the-story-of-an-hour