Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 47: Dionia School (2)
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This era cannot be compared with later generations. The price of papyrus is still more expensive for ordinary people. It is generally used for formal writing. Children learn to practice calligraphy and use sand, so Patroclus prepared a wooden frame for holding soil. , Waxed writing board can be stored for a long time, it is convenient to carry, and the price is low, but Patocross's parents are reluctant to spend the money. As for the folding wooden chairs, they are the masterpieces of the newly built Kristonia school supplies store. They are also cheap. They are popular with the public as soon as they are launched. They are much stronger than the simple wooden stools made by Patroclus' parents.
So when Patroclus received Aguilas's gift, he jumped high with excitement.
"Village chief, this...this..." Just now, Pariandoros, who was still arrogantly training his son, faced Aguilas, a former veteran who is now very prestigious, with a gratitude and a little cringe, I don't know. What should I say.
"What is this!" Aguilas glared at him? "Little Cross saved a few villages. This is the reward he deserves! I am optimistic about this child. He is courageous, flexible, and not panic when he is in trouble. When he can read and count, he will be better than you in the future!" /
As Aguilas commented on his son, the father was so excited that he claimed to be.
My mother covered her face, tears couldn't help but shed tears. She remembered the hard days that she took her children with her husband over the years. Her husband worked as a porter at a port, took his children to accept employment, and helped merchants at the market to watch the stalls. Every day from morning to night, not only did she have to I have to endure the discrimination and difficulties of customers, and I have to endure the extreme heat and cold. I have had heatstroke and fainted several times. I have no pay and I have to compensate for the lost goods. I really don’t know how those hard days survived...Fortunately, Dionian City-state The alliance was established, and the great consul Daves was in power. Only poor foreigners like them had the opportunity to become city-state citizens, own land, houses, and lead a stable and prosperous life...
Therefore, she hopes that her children will stop taking the husband’s old ways, learn knowledge, and take up public office in the city-state in the future and lead a decent life.
After eating breakfast, put the school supplies into a brand new linen school bag, and Patroclus led by his mother to the shrine enshrined at home. In the past, only the humble statues of the goddess of agriculture Demeter and Ares, the **** of war, were enshrined here. One is to hope that the farmland will be harvested, and the other is to bless the husband who served as a legionary soldier during the war to be safe and gain military exploits. It was not until the children were going to school that the statue of Apollo, the sun god, was added, because this **** is also in charge of literature and art.
Under the leadership of his mother, Patroclus prayed to Apollo.
The mother gave four drachmas to her son. This is the tuition for one school year. After repeatedly telling her, Patroclus finally hit the road.
At this time, the sky was just dim and bright, and the meniscus on the horizon could still be seen faintly. Fortunately, it was summer. He was wearing a linen short coat with bare legs, otherwise the dew on the weeds on the roadside would definitely wet his clothes. .
The cool and fresh morning breeze mixed with the smell of earth and some vanilla, blowing on Patroclus, making him feel relaxed and happy, unable to restrain his excitement, and with a loud roar, he heard the ditch on the side of the dirt road. With the voice of "Gudong! Gudong!", it was a frightened little fish. Before putting it aside, Patroclus would definitely take off his leather sandals and jump into the drain to make a fuss, but today his mind flew to school early.
He carried his schoolbag, carried the wooden chair and wooden frame, humming an incomprehensible little tune, and strode forward.
Upon the avenue, the number of pedestrians increased significantly. Passengers in carriages, caravans full of goods, farmers carrying burdens...Of course, many parents took their children to school to sign up, and the bustling flow of people flocked to the city of Turiyi, as well as the port and the market.
In Daves’ original idea, the school site of Dionia should be built on a **** on the west side of the city of Turiyi and on the north bank of the Tirol River. In the future, the Dionian Academy will be built near the school, and it will become the largest educational base of the Dionian Alliance.
However, in discussions with Kunogolata and the others, Daves temporarily canceled this plan. After all, most of the school’s students are children. The establishment of a school on the north bank of the Delos River is not only a long way, but also now there. It’s still a bit desolate. The children will not only consume too much energy, but also do not guarantee safety, so the school site was finally located in the delta in the center of the confluence of the Krati and Koseni rivers, which is not only part of the large city of Turiyi , And it is located at the midpoint of the Subari Plain. It will be more convenient for the children of Dionian citizens on both sides of the Krati River to arrive at school on time.
No one of the elders objected, because they knew that this was for the children of Dionian citizens, which of course also included their own children. Therefore, the construction efficiency was very high, and it was built in less than half a year. With walls, classrooms, school buildings, and playgrounds, it is naturally impossible to be beautiful in such a short time, but the playground for children to play and train is large enough to accommodate all the parents and children who sign up today.
Thousands of people crowded in the playground. For fear of accidents, Ansitanos also invited a patrol to maintain order.
Patroclos stood in the line and looked around. He found that there are not many children like him who sign up alone, and there are very few children as old as him, so he felt a little uncomfortable when a lot of curious eyes were placed on him.
At this time, there was a commotion in the team behind him, and the noise was getting louder and louder, and everyone around was looking back, which made Patroclus very curious.
"It's Mrs. Daves' wife Christia and his daughter!"
"Master Davos is very young, how could his daughter be so big?!"
"That is his adopted daughter, who is said to be the daughter of Marcellis, the former consul of Amendorara..."
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Master Daves' daughter? ! Patroclus listened to the discussion of the people around him, and became more curious in his heart. He squatted down, looked up through the seams, and saw a tall adult woman with an elegant temperament and a beautiful face. Like the beauty **** Aphrodite imagined in his young mind, it has indescribable beauty. And beside her was a cute-looking girl. Although she was a little shy in the face of the crowd, she was also quietly and curiously observing the surroundings. When she noticed the young eyes in the crevices, she did not Dodging, instead, he opened his bright eyes and looked at each other.
Patroclus quickly avoided shyly.
"Madam, please come to the front!" Not only out of respect for Davers, but also out of gratitude to Christia, because her bank has helped many families, so many people are willing Give up your position.
Christoya expressed her thanks, but politely declined. As the wife of the supreme power of the Dionian League, the wise Kristia has always demanded herself as an ordinary citizen in public, and would not give Daves’ opponents any pretexts, if not for consideration. The registration today is very important to Cynthia. She originally planned to let Asuna accompany her daughter. For this reason, she specially dressed in a simple dress and kept her daughter's Dao school as low-key as possible, which still caused some confusion.
After finally restoring order, the school registration continues.
It was Patroclus' turn. Under the watchful eyes of the staff, he said the names of himself and his parents, and handed over the certificate issued by Aguilas.
According to the admission rules of Dionian School: Only children of official Dionian citizens can enter the school. On the one hand, it is to reduce the pressure on the school and control the number of students; more importantly, it is to let the Gentiles and slaves who worked in Dionia know that they can only enjoy these rights if they become official citizens of Dionia. This makes Dioni The status of Asian citizens is more precious, prompting them to work harder to achieve this goal.
Patroclus’ parents are just preparing citizens, and he is not eligible for admission by regulations. However, Aguilas applied to the Senate on the grounds of his outstanding performance in the war. In view of the contribution of this child in the war, the senators finally gave him the special case and gave the green light. So Patroclus is actually the only student in the school whose parents are not official citizens of Dionia.
He didn’t know his own particularity. After finding his name in the student roster and verifying his identity, the staff looked at him with interest, took the tuition that he paid, and typed his name. Hook, and encouraged: "You will study in classroom one from now on. Go, study hard, little guy!"
Patroclus hurriedly got out of the crowd and came to the edge of the playground. There were rows of buildings hanging on a large wooden sign with Greek letters written on them.
Patroclus was dumbfounded, because he didn't know a word, so he had to ask someone else.
"Hello, where is classroom one?"
At this time, a clear voice came from behind: "Classroom No. 1 is right by your side, idiot!"
Patroclus turned his head quickly and saw that the daughter of the Archon Davers he had seen before was standing behind him, looking at him with big shiny eyes, and a teasing smile on his round face. .
"Cynthia, you are very rude to say so, quickly apologize to this brother." Kristia chided her softly.
Usually, Cynthia listened to Christia's words very much, but she couldn't say anything when facing a boy who was only a few years older than herself. A small face suddenly turned red, and she turned her head around.
Christoya had to apologize to Patroclus herself.
Facing the noble consul's wife at close range, the 13-year-old Patroclus was at a loss and bowed her head shyly, saying, "It's okay! It's okay..." hurriedly ran away.