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teach until one hour before meals. Then you’ll help in the kitchen.”
Cleopatra thought to say, “Kitchens are not for queens.” But what Cleopatra said, instead, was, “I don’t cook.”
The head servant maintained, “The cooks will tell you what they need. You will assist them.”
In the walled garden the children noisily played until they saw her arrive, walking amongst the statues like a queen. An older gardener walked up to her. “So you’re a teacher? What makes you able to say you are a teacher? Do you even know who rules Rome?”
“Caesar.”
“And what can you possibly know to tell any of us about this Caesar?”
She coldly answered, “Cleopatra had to fill in information on his map of Libya.”
The gardener looked ignorant.
She continued, “Caesar’s map of Egypt was almost as meager. Caesar told Cleopatra that maps were only to show Rome what it wants to see. That was part of an ongoing joke she had with him about Rome being so obstinate, as the republic transforms into his empire. Only she could provoke him because she knew how to do it in a manner that made him laugh at it. Caesar laughs when Cleopatra is deprecatory and regales, in the same breath. Excuse me now, the pupils are waiting. I see you have weeds to pull in the garden before you can say you’re a gardener.”
“I beg your pardon.”
“Those aren’t all basil plants. Look closer. Learn to differentiate.” She turned from him and grandly stood before her pupils of various ages, and pronounced, “Greeks rule Egypt and Cleopatra is the queen, a pureblood Ptolemy. The first Ptolemy was Alexander the Great’s closest general, so he was given Egypt at his death. No family has ever ruled anywhere in the world with such flair. Cleopatra will continue the family and will always win the civil wars and foreign wars. And, of course, she will be made stronger because of the might of Rome. Rome will allow her to conquer her idiotic brother, who is not fit to rule because he is stupid. Cleopatra is best because she is Isis. Isis is the universal mother of us all, no matter what name is given to her. Isis is her Greek name but she was first known to the Egyptians as Aset which means queen of the throne .”
Cleopatra made the children repeat back to her what she had said.
She continued, “Isis is also the one who oversees the underworld of the dead. Isis will always care for you, no matter how deep you may end up in the lower caves of Hades, which is a place you could be headed to any day now. Most of you will be dead by next year. Some of you even sooner… maybe even tonight. And I’m sure you all already have worms.”
After a few hours of lecture, Cleopatra was called to the dark smoky kitchen. A cook, while chopping eight different types of carrots, asked her if she knew herbs.
Cleopatra said she did.
She told her a list and sent her back out to the garden. Cleopatra ignored the children and gardener, and intently searched for certain plants. The meal was served when the master and lady of the house returned from the colosseum. They were excited about the deaths of gladiators, talking loudly about the guts that were strewn about.
After the meal, everybody but Cleopatra fell asleep, since Cleopatra had poisoned the food. She pulled the outer robe and headscarf off the lady of the house, took the lady’s hairpins and sandals, pursed gold coins, and walked out the back gate.
Heading for the harbor suburb of Ostia, but while still in the narrow western streets of Rome, she stopped at a temple to Poseidon to ask for safe passage to Egypt. The eternal flame blew out. The dozens of vestal virgins turned to her, pointed at her, and yelled, “Vampire! Vampire! Vampire!”
Cleopatra retorted, “I am Isis!”
They yelled louder.
Cleopatra insisted, “I had to put them all to sleep! I know my poisons! They will wake up with terrible bowels, which is all.”
“Death! Death! Death!”
“Its poison was only enough to have
Cleopatra thought to say, “Kitchens are not for queens.” But what Cleopatra said, instead, was, “I don’t cook.”
The head servant maintained, “The cooks will tell you what they need. You will assist them.”
In the walled garden the children noisily played until they saw her arrive, walking amongst the statues like a queen. An older gardener walked up to her. “So you’re a teacher? What makes you able to say you are a teacher? Do you even know who rules Rome?”
“Caesar.”
“And what can you possibly know to tell any of us about this Caesar?”
She coldly answered, “Cleopatra had to fill in information on his map of Libya.”
The gardener looked ignorant.
She continued, “Caesar’s map of Egypt was almost as meager. Caesar told Cleopatra that maps were only to show Rome what it wants to see. That was part of an ongoing joke she had with him about Rome being so obstinate, as the republic transforms into his empire. Only she could provoke him because she knew how to do it in a manner that made him laugh at it. Caesar laughs when Cleopatra is deprecatory and regales, in the same breath. Excuse me now, the pupils are waiting. I see you have weeds to pull in the garden before you can say you’re a gardener.”
“I beg your pardon.”
“Those aren’t all basil plants. Look closer. Learn to differentiate.” She turned from him and grandly stood before her pupils of various ages, and pronounced, “Greeks rule Egypt and Cleopatra is the queen, a pureblood Ptolemy. The first Ptolemy was Alexander the Great’s closest general, so he was given Egypt at his death. No family has ever ruled anywhere in the world with such flair. Cleopatra will continue the family and will always win the civil wars and foreign wars. And, of course, she will be made stronger because of the might of Rome. Rome will allow her to conquer her idiotic brother, who is not fit to rule because he is stupid. Cleopatra is best because she is Isis. Isis is the universal mother of us all, no matter what name is given to her. Isis is her Greek name but she was first known to the Egyptians as Aset which means queen of the throne .”
Cleopatra made the children repeat back to her what she had said.
She continued, “Isis is also the one who oversees the underworld of the dead. Isis will always care for you, no matter how deep you may end up in the lower caves of Hades, which is a place you could be headed to any day now. Most of you will be dead by next year. Some of you even sooner… maybe even tonight. And I’m sure you all already have worms.”
After a few hours of lecture, Cleopatra was called to the dark smoky kitchen. A cook, while chopping eight different types of carrots, asked her if she knew herbs.
Cleopatra said she did.
She told her a list and sent her back out to the garden. Cleopatra ignored the children and gardener, and intently searched for certain plants. The meal was served when the master and lady of the house returned from the colosseum. They were excited about the deaths of gladiators, talking loudly about the guts that were strewn about.
After the meal, everybody but Cleopatra fell asleep, since Cleopatra had poisoned the food. She pulled the outer robe and headscarf off the lady of the house, took the lady’s hairpins and sandals, pursed gold coins, and walked out the back gate.
Heading for the harbor suburb of Ostia, but while still in the narrow western streets of Rome, she stopped at a temple to Poseidon to ask for safe passage to Egypt. The eternal flame blew out. The dozens of vestal virgins turned to her, pointed at her, and yelled, “Vampire! Vampire! Vampire!”
Cleopatra retorted, “I am Isis!”
They yelled louder.
Cleopatra insisted, “I had to put them all to sleep! I know my poisons! They will wake up with terrible bowels, which is all.”
“Death! Death! Death!”
“Its poison was only enough to have
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