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SW: "Explaining My Depression to my Mother"

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SW: "Explaining My Depression to my Mother"

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*use headphones* Watch the following spoken word and comment below THREE PERSUASIVE STRATEGIES about this spoken word that were effective. Think beyond just the words that are being said.

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Sabrina Benaim - Explaining My Depression to My Mother

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Short Story: "The Story of an Hour" by Kate Chopin. 

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Short Story: "The Story of an Hour" by Kate Chopin. 

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Read the following narrative and comment below what the focus statement behind this piece could be. Provide three pieces of text evidence that backs up your predicted focus statement.

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This story was first published in 1894 as The Dream of an Hour before being republished under this title in 1895. We encourage students and teachers to use our The Story of An Hour Study Guide and Feminist Literature Study Guide.

Carl Halsoe, Waiting by the Window, 1863

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.

It was her sister Josephine who told her, in broken sentences; veiled hints that revealed in half concealing. Her husband's friend Richards was there, too, near her. 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." 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.

She did not hear the story as many women have heard the same, with a paralyzed inability to accept its significance. She wept at once, with sudden, wild abandonment, in her sister's arms. When the storm of grief had spent itself she went away to her room alone. She would have no one follow her.

There stood, facing the open window, a comfortable, roomy armchair. Into this she sank, pressed down by a physical exhaustion that haunted her body and seemed to reach into her soul.

She could see in the open square before her house the tops of trees that were all aquiver with the new spring life. The delicious breath of rain was in the air. In the street below a peddler was crying his wares. The notes of a distant song which someone was singing reached her faintly, and countless sparrows were twittering in the eaves.

There were patches of blue sky showing here and there through the clouds that had met and piled one above the other in the west facing her window.

She sat with her head thrown back upon the cushion of the chair, quite motionless, except when a sob came up into her throat and shook her, as a child who has cried itself to sleep continues to sob in its dreams.

She was young, with a fair, calm face, whose lines bespoke repression and even a certain strength. But now there was a dull stare in her eyes, whose gaze was fixed away off yonder on one of those patches of blue sky. It was not a glance of reflection, but rather indicated a suspension of intelligent thought.

There was something coming to her and she was waiting for it, fearfully. What was it? She did not know; it was too subtle and elusive to name. But she felt it, creeping out of the sky, reaching toward her through the sounds, the scents, the color that filled the air.

Now her bosom rose and fell tumultuously. 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. When she abandoned herself a little whispered word escaped her slightly parted lips. She said it over and over under the breath: "free, free, free!" The vacant stare and the look of terror that had followed it went from her eyes. They stayed keen and bright. Her pulses beat fast, and the coursing blood warmed and relaxed every inch of her body.

She did not stop to ask if it were or were not a monstrous joy that held her. A clear and exalted perception enabled her to dismiss the suggestion as trivial. 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. But she saw beyond that bitter moment a long procession of years to come that would belong to her absolutely. And she opened and spread her arms out to them in welcome.

There would be no one to live for during those coming years; she would live for herself. There would be no powerful will bending hers in that blind persistence with which men and women believe they have a right to impose a private will upon a fellow-creature. A kind intention or a cruel intention made the act seem no less a crime as she looked upon it in that brief moment of illumination.

And yet she had loved him--sometimes. Often she had not. What did it matter! What could love, the unsolved mystery, count for in the face of this possession of self-assertion which she suddenly recognized as the strongest impulse of her being!

"Free! Body and soul free!" she kept whispering.

Josephine was kneeling before the closed door with her lips to the keyhole, imploring for admission. "Louise, open the door! I beg; open the door--you will make yourself ill. What are you doing, Louise? For heaven's sake open the door."

"Go away. I am not making myself ill." No; she was drinking in a very elixir of life through that open window.

Her fancy was running riot along those days ahead of her. Spring days, and summer days, and all sorts of days that would be her own. She breathed a quick prayer that life might be long. It was only yesterday she had thought with a shudder that life might be long.

She arose at length and opened the door to her sister's importunities. There was a feverish triumph in her eyes, and she carried herself unwittingly like a goddess of Victory. She clasped her sister's waist, and together they descended the stairs. Richards stood waiting for them at the bottom.

Someone was opening the front door with a latchkey. It was Brently Mallard who entered, a little travel-stained, composedly carrying his grip-sack and umbrella. He had been far from the scene of the accident, and did not even know there had been one. He stood amazed at Josephine's piercing cry; at Richards' quick motion to screen him from the view of his wife.

When the doctors came they said she had died of heart disease--of the joy that kills.

Earlier, I pointed out that this story was first published in 1894 as The Dream of an Hour before being republished in 1895 as The Story of an Hour. Having read the story, why do you suppose Kate Chopin chose to change that one word? Given societal norms and expecations about women and marriage in 1895, do you see how simply changing a single word in the title may have been an answer to the controversy and criticism that the story received at that time?

The Story of an Hour is one of the stories featured in our collection of Short Stories for High School I and Short Short Stories to read when you have five minutes to indulge yourself reading a great story.

Add The Story of An Hour to your library.

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The Story of An Hour, a Short Story by Kate Chopin.

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Article: "The Argument Against Headphones"

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Article: "The Argument Against Headphones"

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Read the following article and identify two things that made the author's argument strong, and two things that made it weak, citing text evidence to prove your point.

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Not only do they isolate you, but they may also be making you deaf.

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Open Letter: "Letter from a Birmingham Jail" by Martin Luther King Jr. 

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Open Letter: "Letter from a Birmingham Jail" by Martin Luther King Jr. 

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Reading the section from the letter given to you. As a whole class, decide what two appeals King uses most effectively in this passage. Then, each group must identify two additional rhetorical devices in the paragraph and LIST THEM BELOW this column.

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*use headphones* This song has two sides being presented. Give two rhetoric devices that each side uses, and explain who you think was more effective in their argument and why.

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Awareness Campaign Video: "Know the Signs of Human Trafficking"

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Awareness Campaign Video: "Know the Signs of Human Trafficking"

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*use headphones* Watch the video below. Comment TWO APPEALS that this video utilized in order to get their message across. Explain how each appeal is used, whether or not you thought they were effective, and why.

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PSA: LEARN the signs of HUMAN TRAFFICKING

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Watch the following clip from the movie "We Are Marshall".  List THREE APPEALS that the coach uses in his speech, with text evidence. Why would he choose those specific appeals for his audience?

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We Are Marshall (3/5) Movie CLIP - We Cannot Lose (2006) HD

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Response to directions

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Amplification ~
"if you were to watch them push and curse old negro women and young negro girls; if you were to see them slap and kick old negro men and young boys ; if you were to observe them,"
Appositive ~
"unarmed nonviolent Negroes"

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appeal to emotion and appeal to trust . the appeal to emotion is used because how the human trafficking is being used to tell people who have those issues that says in the video should call the number provided in the video. it is appeal to trust because they want you to trust them with your'e issues and to move on from the struggle that you are going through as a human

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1.She says she doesn't want to confront the empty side of her bed. She is physically scared of being alone at night and during the day.
2. She bluntly states that she reliased that everyone will someday die. This blunt statement puts a worry into the audience.
3. Appeal to emotion is used when she crys and screams

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1. She raises her voice when she explains how she feels

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1. She raises her voice when she explains how she feels

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2. She uses hand gestures to explain her story
3.She used an appeal to emotion
Jada and Emma

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-amplification
-hyperbole
-simile

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its appeal to emotion because they're trying to get their point across by showing videos of distressed cities and communites. This sends a powerful message about the conditions some people may be involed in with human trafficking. By seeing these images people may feel angry and may want to make a change

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Appeal to Emotion
"Final resting place for six people."
Appeal to authority
The man talking was a coach and he was encouraging his players to be better men
Appeal to trust
"we've seen it here, on the field."

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the point of this story is to not let anyone tell you or control you. she even mentioned about something about being free, she doesn't want anyone to control her

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scared of being in the dark and she tells them her emotion and how she feels.

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don't let one person control you're  entire life . it proves this in the story by when she says  ''Free! Body and soul free!" she kept whispering''.  she felt  ''she carried herself unwittingly like a goddess of Victory'' when she found out her  her husband was still alive . when she found out that she lost her freedom '' When the doctors came they said she had died of heart disease--of the joy that kills''.

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Appeal to emotion because this video made me feel something. It took a very big societal problem and explained it in such a horrible manner. Human trafficking is terrible thing and is very upsetting. Another appeal is appeal to trust because the person that is controlling the human trafficking is getting the kids to "trust" them and that they will do good things with them.

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she raised her voice to emphasize key elements

she made hand gestures to make it more dramatic

she  was shaking to show the unpredictablness of her depression

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Strong:
"According to that report, headphone users who listen to music at high volumes for more than an hour a day risk permanent hearing loss after five years."
"The number of teenagers with hearing loss — from slight to severe — has jumped 33 percent since 1994."
weak:
"The history of headphones has always been one of unexpected uses"
"It’s not incidental that Baldwin imagined headphones first as a way to block out crowd noise and hear sermons."

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Hamilton uses hyperbole when he says "My dog speaks more eloquently" which is an exaggeration.

Anaphora: when he constantly says "They have not your interests at heart."

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appeal to emotion by fear and scared and she is scared of her heart problem and she does not want to die

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Mulligan: Hyperbole- "Tear this dude apart"
Liotes- I'd rather be divisive than indecisive
Hamilton: Allusion- "My dog speaks more eloquently than thee!"
Amplification- For the revolution!
(For shame!)
[Company:]
For the revolution!
Hamilton was more effective because he got his point across using the rhetorical devices.

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Alliteration= Sound of screams
Hyperbole= My dog speaks more eloquently
Anaphora= Who scream revolution

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"Don't be blind to reality" three examples would be:
"break to her as gently as possible the news of her husband's death."
"Go away. I am not making myself ill."
"She was young"

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appeal to emotion, they use pictures of falling down houses and poor communities to show the living conditions that some human trafficking victims may come in contact with. Some people may feel

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Appeal to trust= You have shown it, you have shown the coaching staff.

Appeal to emotion= There is a plane crash that took their lives so severe that their bodies weren't able to be identifiable, They were buried here together.

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Strong= Refers to past events includes a lot of info.
Weak= Bringing up history of headphones rather than why headphones are bad.

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to appeal to emotion of fear of human traffic and scared of what they do.

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1) she raised her voice to show how she felt of her depression

2)  she uses appeal to emotion to get the peoples attention and how she feels
3) she

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3) she uses her arms when she speaks and she screams and cries

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the story is about self control. in the story she is communicating that you are the only one who can control your life and should control your life. if anyone else. 3 good examples are.. "free! body and soul free!" she kept whispering. " go away. i'm nothing making myself ill" and "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."