I got up and ran to help her.
SOlidarity
I got up and ran to help her.
SOlidarity
great many women behind
Oppression is systematic
The front pattern DOES move—and no wonder! The woman behind shakes it!
wallpaper evolves
BECAUSE of the wall-paper
Repeated, wallpaper connected to her being
Life is very much more exciting now than it used to be
NArrator evolves
But I know she was studying that pattern, and I am determined that nobody shall find it out but myself!
Secrecy allows the narrator to preserve her own voice against social and familial surveillance.
But I know she was studying that pattern, and I am determined that nobody shall find it out but myself!
Her secret
but now I am quite sure it is a woman.
WHo is she? the narrator?
“I don’t weigh a bit more,” said I, “nor as much; and my appetite may be better in the evening when you are here, but it is worse in the morning when you are away!” “Bless her little heart!” said he with a big hug, “she shall be as sick as she pleases! But now let’s improve the shining hours by going to sleep, and talk about it in the morning!” “And you won’t go away?” I asked gloomily. “Why, how can I, dear? It is only three weeks more and then we will take a nice little trip of a few days while Jennie is getting the house ready. Really dear you are better!” “Better in body perhaps—” I began, and stopped short, for he sat up straight and looked at me with such a stern, reproachful look that I could not say another word.
Dialogue reveals author's critique
you really are better, dear, whether you can see it or not. I am a doctor, dear, and I know.
Critique on medical profession
It is getting to be a great effort for me to think straight
Wallpaper evolves with the narrator's mental state
It is so hard to talk with John about my case, because he is so wise, and because he loves me so.
Ironic
There are things in that paper that nobody knows but me, or ever will. Behind that outside pattern the dim shapes get clearer every day. It is always the same shape, only very numerous. And it is like a woman stooping down and creeping about behind that pattern.
Wallpaper evolving
great immovable bed—it is nailed down
Utterly confined. She is literally a prisoner
he is just like John and my brother,
patriachy
kind of sub-pattern
Foreshadows woman behind the wallpaper
as if it KNEW
Gives paper consciousness
Then he took me in his arms and called me a blessed little goose,
enfantalizes her