You shade your eyes. There he is-the best teacher in the world,
Tomathis. You raise your hand in greeting. He is wearing the
cerimonial tunic that you wish for so much. But you know that without
training you will never get it.
He looks and calls you. Then he stops. He gives out a chuckle. Like
a flood the laughter booms through the library. You frown at him.
"How can you laugh in such a sacred place. You are dishonoring
your family this way. "But," he says trying not to burst
out again. "You are a girl!"
You see many statues in the magnicifent library. You are waiting for
Tomathis, your trainer. You are ready to become a warior for Greece.