Context: Portia is talking to Brutus after the conspirators leave. She is asking for an explanation to why he's been acting like he's troubled by something and she also says that she is a understanding wife.

This scene shows Brutus still loves Caesar. This is shown because to can tell that he is uneasy about killing Caesar by the fact that he wont tell his own wife. Portia and Brutus have a close relationship. I can tell because Portia stabbed herself in the leg to show how much she cares for him. This is significant because it shows that Brutus doesn't only care for Rome but that he aslo cares for other people. When he kills Ceasar, we loose all traces of that. This scene shows that he cares about what people feel. Overall Brutus shows that he loves Caesar because he hesitates to tell his wife. He doesn't only care about Rome.

Act 2, Scene 1 (lines 233-309)

PORTIA

Brutus, my lord!

BRUTUS

Portia, what mean you? wherefore rise you now?
It is not for your health thus to commit
Your weak condition to the raw cold morning.

PORTIA

Nor for yours neither. You've ungently, Brutus,
Stole from my bed: and yesternight, at supper,
You suddenly arose, and walk'd about,
Musing and sighing, with your arms across,
And when I ask'd you what the matter was,
You stared upon me with ungentle looks;
I urged you further; then you scratch'd your head,
And too impatiently stamp'd with your foot;
Yet I insisted, yet you answer'd not,
But, with an angry wafture of your hand,
Gave sign for me to leave you: so I did;
Fearing to strengthen that impatience
Which seem'd too much enkindled, and withal
Hoping it was but an effect of humour,
Which sometime hath his hour with every man.
It will not let you eat, nor talk, nor sleep,
And could it work so much upon your shape
As it hath much prevail'd on your condition,
I should not know you, Brutus. Dear my lord,
Make me acquainted with your cause of grief.

BRUTUS

I am not well in health, and that is all.

PORTIA

Brutus is wise, and, were he not in health,
He would embrace the means to come by it.

BRUTUS

Why, so I do. Good Portia, go to bed.

PORTIA

Is Brutus sick? and is it physical
To walk unbraced and suck up the humours
Of the dank morning? What, is Brutus sick,
And will he steal out of his wholesome bed,
To dare the vile contagion of the night
And tempt the rheumy and unpurged air
To add unto his sickness? No, my Brutus;
You have some sick offence within your mind,
Which, by the right and virtue of my place,
I ought to know of: and, upon my knees,
I charm you, by my once-commended beauty,
By all your vows of love and that great vow
Which did incorporate and make us one,
That you unfold to me, yourself, your half,
Why you are heavy, and what men to-night
Have had to resort to you: for here have been
Some six or seven, who did hide their faces
Even from darkness.

BRUTUS

Kneel not, gentle Portia.

PORTIA

I should not need, if you were gentle Brutus.
Within the bond of marriage, tell me, Brutus,
Is it excepted I should know no secrets
That appertain to you? Am I yourself
But, as it were, in sort or limitation,
To keep with you at meals, comfort your bed,
And talk to you sometimes? Dwell I but in the suburbs
Of your good pleasure? If it be no more,
Portia is Brutus' harlot, not his wife.

BRUTUS

You are my true and honourable wife,
As dear to me as are the ruddy drops
That visit my sad heart

PORTIA

If this were true, then should I know this secret.
I grant I am a woman; but withal
A woman that Lord Brutus took to wife:
I grant I am a woman; but withal
A woman well-reputed, Cato's daughter.
Think you I am no stronger than my sex,
Being so father'd and so husbanded?
Tell me your counsels, I will not disclose 'em:
I have made strong proof of my constancy,
Giving myself a voluntary wound
Here, in the thigh: can I bear that with patience.
And not my husband's secrets?

BRUTUS

O ye gods,
Render me worthy of this noble wife!

Knocking within

Hark, hark! one knocks: Portia, go in awhile;
And by and by thy bosom shall partake
The secrets of my heart.
All my engagements I will construe to thee,
All the charactery of my sad brows:
Leave me with haste.

Exit PORTIA

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Learning profile P

I learn best when I am moving. When I move around I tend to engage into discussions and also listen better. When I did this in health last year, I learnt that I also learn better when I focus on the bigger picture. I hadn't noticed until I was doing this in humanities but when ever my friends ask me for help and they try to explain in detail, I start thinking about other things. Also when they go into too much detail, my final question always is "So overall what happened?".

I need to, like I said above, move in order to concentrate. The profile info recommends that I do lazy eights before any assignments. This will help both sides of my brain work better. I also need to connect with the emotional side of the situation in order to understand it fully. Even though it doesn't say this in my profile, I actually do appreciate detail. Even though i like to look at the bigger picture, when I get instructions the more detail the better.

The strategies that would help me in my learning are things like I stated above. I should move around more while I am processing information or discussing things. If u watch me in humanities when we are doing the Socratic seminar you would see that I fidget or shift around in my seat a lot. This is not because I am bored, it's because it helps me engage in the conversation. If I don't move around I tend to blank out in whatever we are doing. In Spanish for example, when we are just sitting down I almost dose of. But when we do things like acting situations out or do things where we move around to get answers, I am much more engaged.

I would like my teachers to know this about me is that I love colour. I really don't know why but colourful visuals draw me in. Most of my teachers probably notice that because on every thing (besides math and science tests) I use colours. They help me more when I'm studying because when most people study, they panic trying to memorize things. Colours stand out for me and they really make a huge difference to how I process the information. When I study I move around rather than staying in one place rather than writing things down over and over again. I read things out to help me memorize them. I absolutely love interpreting metaphors. They have so much emotion and meaning. Although I don't read that much. Its not because I don't like reading. Its because I wait for the right book. I love poetry, but not the type where its just rhyming words. I love reading poetry about people and their situations but I don't like reading novels about it. I find it weird how I love sound and music, but when I'm under stress my sense of sound and sight blur out. This normally happens when I am really tired and someones trying to explain something to me. I make them repeat things over and over again. Over all my Profile pretty much explains who I am.