It’s that time again it seemed like it had only been a month but really it has been a whole year. It was the Festival of time, we have it every year to worship our gods like Zeus the ruler of all the gods. My name is Selene. I am the princess of Greece.
We do many different things for the festival, like we have great parties and there are sacrifices to the gods. I have an idea we could like through a spear and that could be called the javelin. then we also could race each other and see who is the fastest runner and we could also see who could jump the highest. i just don't get it i have such good ideas yet noone will listen to me and it makes me so mad.
I guess that is because I am a girl, which I think is unfair but for now this is how it is.
“Selene, come here”
“Coming, I will be right there”
I was in deep trouble. I was supposed to be in my fathers room an hour ago, so we could walk to the dinning room as a family. They had been looking for me but then they had to stop because the guest could not wait any longer.
So they had the servants keep looking for me. As one of the servants walked me to the dinning room she said that Apollo was supposed to be there. My father said since I was sixteen that I should be married soon.
“Hello Selene, come sit over here.”
“Hello Apollo I did not see you sitting there.”
As we ate I started to tell him about my ideas of the races the throwing and the jumping contests. I told him that men and women would be able to compete just not women against men.
I told him that I liked the javelin idea the best. The only reason I said that is because I can not run that fast. he told me that I had a good idea and that I should try to tell my father about it. He also said that he would probably do the running because he likes to run.
The next day I went to my fathers room after lunch to try to tell him about my ideas, but he would not listen to me because he said little girls should be seen and not heard. I told him that I was not a little girl but he told him to leave him alone for now he said he had to get some work done but he made me so mad.
When I came out of his room Apollo asked me how it went I told him that he would not even listen to me, and he said little girls should be seen and not heard. I was so mad I went to my room to cool down.
I did not know it but Apollo went in there after I left and he told my father about the races to see who was the fastest and then he told about throwing and how it could be called the javelin and he also told him about the jumping contest.
My father thought that he had come up with it and Apollo did not even try to tell my father it was my idea. My father loved it so much that he said that when he died he would become dictator of all Greece.
They decided to call it the Olympics, why I don't know. I was so mad when I found out what he did. I did not talk to him or my father instead I stayed in my room and did not want to talk to anyone.
While I was in my room they began planing for the first Olympics. They also began sighing up people for races and throwing the Javelin. I still was mad at them when the first day of the Olympics came but I had to see what I thought of. I was so excited I could hardly sit steal as they called out the names of the runners.
The first race was a 200 meter, the next was a 100 meter, and then a 400 meter relay. After all the races they had the throwing of the Javelin. Apollo won the 200 and the 100 meter races.
About a month after the first Olympics my father died. I was sad for two reasons one was that my father had died, and the second one was that Apollo was to be crowned dictator. He ruled very harshly and gave woman no rights at all.
When the Festival of Time came around again he said woman were not aloud to watch the Olympics because the men should run naked and should not be embarrassed of there bodies. First he takes my idea of the Olympics and now he wont let us watch the Olympics.
After the Festival of Time he ruled more harshly then ever. Noone would do anything because they were either too scared of him or they liked him. Until he was assassinated in 480 B.C. by Artemils and Greece was returned to a democracy.
However, the Olympics stayed the same that the women could not come and watch or participate. Women did get more rights as time went on but the Olympics stayed the same for the next one hundred years or so.
I was happy that Greece was turned back into a democracy.
THE END
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