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Second Work: The Awakening by Kate Chopin

Edna had attempted all summer to learn to swim. She had received instructions from both men
and women; in some instances from the children. Robert had pursued a system of lessons almost
daily; and he was nearly at the point of discouragement in realizing the futility of his efforts. A
certain ungovernable dread hung about her when in the water, unless there was a hand near by
that might reach out and reassure her.
But that night she was like the little tottering, stumbling, clutching child, who of a sudden
realizes its powers, and walks for the first time alone, boldly and with over-confidence. She
could have shouted for joy. She did shout for joy, as with a sweeping stroke or two she lifted her
body to the surface of the water.
A feeling of exultation overtook her, as if some power of significant import had been given to her
to control the working of her body and her soul. She grew daring and reckless, overestimating
her strength. She wanted to swim far out, where no woman had swum before.
Her unlooked-for achievement was the subject of wonder, applause, and admiration. Each one
congratulated himself that his special teachings had accomplished this desired end.
“How easy it is!” she thought. “It is nothing,” she said aloud; “why did I not discover before that
it was nothing. Think of the time I have lost splashing about like a baby!” She would not join the
groups in their sports and bouts, but intoxicated with her newly conquered power, she swam
alone.
She turned her face seaward to gather in an impression of space and solitude, which the vast
expanse of water, meeting and melting with the moonlit sky, conveyed to her excited fancy. As
she swam she seemed to be reaching out for the unlimited in which to lose herself.
***(73-74 chapter X)

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