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Another thing to look at is how "every one was happy"  after the affair, which can suggest the affair was a good thing. Throughout the story there are many symbolic references. Many claim that the antagonist of the story is the storm. At the end of the storm, the narrators says: "the storm passed and everyone was happy. White is also used throughout the story to describe Calixta's skin and her bed. The reference to her skin is used to show her innocence. Calixta's body "know[s] for the first time its birthright," meaning that even though she is married and has a child, she is obviously not innocent but she is now aware of the pleasure that her body can achieve with a different man.
Marriage is a symbol that is very complex in the story. By stating how "the storm passed and everyone was happy" at the end of the story, it signifies how the affair is not something looked at as negative. Throughout the story, Calixta is described to be heavenly through the use of pure and "white" symbolism.
Being that she is described this way, it can be said [ by whom? The affair is made to seem natural and pure, which can also symbolize how the structure and confines of marriage can be unnatural. Many critics have argued that "The Storm" narrows in on the topics of gender, and some view it as a sin committed between two "ex" lovers. As Maria Herbert-Leiter suggested, "through this story, Chopin seems to be arguing for human passion and desire, but not at the cost of marriage.
After all, the two couples end where they began—happily married. The plot is clear enough, but the story is missing important details relating to the setting. That within the compass of the story's five chapters Chopin offers, to varying degrees, the points of view of five different characters suggesting no implicit consensus of vision but only a sense of fragmentation. A sense perhaps that with any significant situation points of view are as numerous as those involved and, further, that with many pieces of significant fiction readings are as numerous as readers.
In , John Berardo directed a short film adaptation of the story, produced by Major Diamond Productions. From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia. Cournia grabbed the most frightened-looking man in the raft and pulled him into the water. When it arrived, Cournia loaded the survivor in and motioned for the hoist.
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Then he turned to swim back to the raft—only it wasn't there. Winds and current had pulled it yards away. Meanwhile, up in the Jayhawk's cabin, Andrews was unloading the first rescue. The man, barefoot, in cutoff blue jeans and a T-shirt, was cramped with fear. His eyes were as big as hubcaps, and he clung to the basket. Even now, safe inside the chopper, he wouldn't let go. Andrews yelled and began prying off his fingers and pushing him from the steel contraption.
After all the commotion, Andrews looked down for his rescue swimmer. At first he couldn't see him, but then he spotted Cournia, chasing after the raft. It took Cournia five minutes of hard swimming to catch up to the inflatable. He pulled out another sailor and waved for the basket. After loading the survivor and sending the basket up, Cournia looked over and saw that the raft had again drifted. Watching from the Jayhawk, Andrews didn't think that Cournia could last if he had to constantly chase the raft. He radioed down for Cournia to hook in, and he hoisted the swimmer up.
Andrews and McCarthy consulted. This worked for the next couple of survivors. But the process was making Cournia impatient. He was thinking about the Jayhawk's fuel and feeling the need to move faster. That's when he pointed at one scared survivor, grabbed his collar, and pulled him from the raft. The man gave a high-pitched scream and jumped into the water on top of him.
In a panicked clench, the man wrapped his legs around Cournia and pushed down on the rescuer's shoulders. Cournia's training kicked in like a feral instinct. Suck, tuck, and duck. He sucked in a full breath, then tucked his chin down to protect his throat. He wiggled one arm free and tapped the man gently to let him know everything was okay. But the sailor freaked even more, screaming louder and thrashing his arms in the water. So with his free hand, Cournia jammed his thumb into a pressure point under the sailor's jawbone, just as he'd been trained.
With his trapped arm, Cournia was able to ram his other thumb into a pressure point above the man's left elbow. The sailor froze.
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Cournia quickly flipped him around, grabbed him in a cross-chest carry, and swam him to the basket. The following couple of survivors went smoothly—in the basket and up to the helicopter. But as Cournia loaded the next sailor into the basket and signaled for the hoist, a gust of wind dropped the Jayhawk and a wave came rearing up. It was as if a hooked fish was pulling fishing line from a reel. It means something's wrong—and getting worse. The basket, yanked from the helicopter, had pulled through the wave and come swinging back like a pendulum.
After several harrowing minutes—both for the crew and for the man yo-yoing against wind and waves in the basket—the steel cage reached the Jayhawk. The sailor inside, bloodied but alive, rolled out onto the cabin floor. Andrews looked down at the heap of bodies now huddled on his floor. In the flash of strobe lights, he could see the chopper filling up—he needed that floor space. So Andrews instructed the sailors to move.
No response. He motioned for them to find a place to sit.
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Gradually, Andrews saw that the men were catatonic with shock. After a minute, as if waking from a nightmare, they slowly began to respond. In order to burn fuel as efficiently as he could, Post had positioned the hovering helicopter so it faced the headwind. Still, with only eight survivors in the cabin, McCarthy, watching the fuel gauge, signaled that they had to return to base. Andrews hoisted Cournia up to the Jayhawk, and the winded swimmer yanked off his mask.
He was exhausted and exhilarated and desperate to get back into the fight. The implication was that he wanted to stay behind with them. But McCarthy was firm: They'd be back soon. With the wind behind them, the trip back to Great Inagua took about 15 minutes.
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The men were pumped for a quick turnaround. But as they hit the tarmac, a bird flew up into the rotor blades and pureed itself.
The bird strike cost them 40 minutes, as they were required to pore over all the intake ports looking for feathers and bones. A quick but thorough inspection cleared the helicopter. Andrews, meanwhile, played out all of the hoist cable, checking for broken strands.
It, too, looked clean. At the same time, McCarthy evaluated the most important equipment—his crew. No one slurred his speech, their eyes focused. Everyone looked ready for more.