Read Online The Healer: A Young Adult Romantic Fantasy (The Healer Series Book 1) by C. J. Anaya - Free Book Online
Authors: C. J. Anaya
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swooning teenager.
There was giggling and grumbling in equal amounts as she picked up her piece of chalk and walked over to the board.
“Off the top of your head who do you immediately think of?” she asked, chalk poised at the ready. “Cupid,” yelled out a freshman.
“Cupid, seriously?” Angie muttered under her breath. “Why do they let the little people in with the seniors? It hardly seems fair to the masses.”
“The masses, meaning us?” I inquired softly.
“Of course I’m talking about us. Who else is as important?”
My lips quirked into a smile, thinking Angie’s statement was all the more hilarious because she was absolutely serious. Other students continued shouting out answers.
“Okay, so we have Cupid, Venus, who else?”
“How about Aphrodite?” Angie offered. “Wasn’t she a goddess of love and beauty or something like that?
“That’s correct, Ms. Bellingham.” Ms. Mori wrote the name, Aphrodite, on the board in big flowing cursive.
“At last. A mythological being I can finally relate to,” Angie said in a relieved tone. I chuckled with the rest of the class.
“Isn’t Eros connected with Aphrodite?” asked another lowly freshman.
“I think you students will find these figures from mythology are all connected in some way. For example, Cupid is the Roman god of love, and his name comes from the Latin term cupido meaning desire. He was a winged creature capable of shooting arrows at people’s hearts in order to make them fall in love with whomever he wished.” “Handy, that,” I whispered to Angie.
She scoffed. “As if you or I would ever need an arrow to make a guy fall in love with us.”
“I’d probably need a few,” I said under my breath.
“Eros, on the other hand was Cupid’s Greek counterpart. He was the Greek God of love, and his legend is pretty much identical to Cupid’s,” Ms. Mori continued.
“If Cupid means desire what does Eros mean?” asked another student who seemed to know the answer from the lewd look on his face.
Ms. Mori leveled her own look at him and continued on as if she hadn’t heard his question. Ripples of laughter erupted throughout the class.
“The most well-known legend of Cupid and Eros involves a beautiful woman,” Ms. Mori began. “She was a mortal princess, and her name was Psyche. She was so incredibly beautiful, men soon began worshipping her instead of the Goddess of love, which could be Venus or Aphrodite depending on whether we are talking about Eros or Cupid. You see how the stories and characters relate to one another?”
There were mumbles of agreement and a few nods as well.
“The Goddess of love and beauty was so jealous of Psyche, she instructed her son to make Psyche fall in love with the ugliest creature she could find, but when Eros tried to stick Psyche with his arrow he accidentally stuck himself, saw Psyche, and he fell in love with her . Soon they became lovers, but Eros forbade her to look upon him. He was afraid his mother would find out about the affair.”
“That is sooooo typical. Guys are always hiding me from their mothers,” Angie said to no one in particular.
“Wait, who is Eros again? I thought we were talking about Cupid!” said another freshman.
“Freshmen are such a disease!” Angie muttered as she picked at her fingernails.
“Cupid is Eros’ counterpart, remember?” I said to the bewildered freshman in the seat beside me.
He looked at me gratefully and sneaked a terrified look at Angie before sinking backward into his seat.
“As I was saying, Eros, or Cupid if you will, ended up leaving Psyche after she unmasked him. Psyche went searching for him, and the Goddess of love tried to destroy her by making her accomplish dangerous tasks in order to find her lost love. Eventually, Eros discovered what was going on and rescued Psyche from a sleep induced coma brought on by an item from the underworld.”
“Huh? When did she go to the underworld?” asked the same clueless
There was giggling and grumbling in equal amounts as she picked up her piece of chalk and walked over to the board.
“Off the top of your head who do you immediately think of?” she asked, chalk poised at the ready. “Cupid,” yelled out a freshman.
“Cupid, seriously?” Angie muttered under her breath. “Why do they let the little people in with the seniors? It hardly seems fair to the masses.”
“The masses, meaning us?” I inquired softly.
“Of course I’m talking about us. Who else is as important?”
My lips quirked into a smile, thinking Angie’s statement was all the more hilarious because she was absolutely serious. Other students continued shouting out answers.
“Okay, so we have Cupid, Venus, who else?”
“How about Aphrodite?” Angie offered. “Wasn’t she a goddess of love and beauty or something like that?
“That’s correct, Ms. Bellingham.” Ms. Mori wrote the name, Aphrodite, on the board in big flowing cursive.
“At last. A mythological being I can finally relate to,” Angie said in a relieved tone. I chuckled with the rest of the class.
“Isn’t Eros connected with Aphrodite?” asked another lowly freshman.
“I think you students will find these figures from mythology are all connected in some way. For example, Cupid is the Roman god of love, and his name comes from the Latin term cupido meaning desire. He was a winged creature capable of shooting arrows at people’s hearts in order to make them fall in love with whomever he wished.” “Handy, that,” I whispered to Angie.
She scoffed. “As if you or I would ever need an arrow to make a guy fall in love with us.”
“I’d probably need a few,” I said under my breath.
“Eros, on the other hand was Cupid’s Greek counterpart. He was the Greek God of love, and his legend is pretty much identical to Cupid’s,” Ms. Mori continued.
“If Cupid means desire what does Eros mean?” asked another student who seemed to know the answer from the lewd look on his face.
Ms. Mori leveled her own look at him and continued on as if she hadn’t heard his question. Ripples of laughter erupted throughout the class.
“The most well-known legend of Cupid and Eros involves a beautiful woman,” Ms. Mori began. “She was a mortal princess, and her name was Psyche. She was so incredibly beautiful, men soon began worshipping her instead of the Goddess of love, which could be Venus or Aphrodite depending on whether we are talking about Eros or Cupid. You see how the stories and characters relate to one another?”
There were mumbles of agreement and a few nods as well.
“The Goddess of love and beauty was so jealous of Psyche, she instructed her son to make Psyche fall in love with the ugliest creature she could find, but when Eros tried to stick Psyche with his arrow he accidentally stuck himself, saw Psyche, and he fell in love with her . Soon they became lovers, but Eros forbade her to look upon him. He was afraid his mother would find out about the affair.”
“That is sooooo typical. Guys are always hiding me from their mothers,” Angie said to no one in particular.
“Wait, who is Eros again? I thought we were talking about Cupid!” said another freshman.
“Freshmen are such a disease!” Angie muttered as she picked at her fingernails.
“Cupid is Eros’ counterpart, remember?” I said to the bewildered freshman in the seat beside me.
He looked at me gratefully and sneaked a terrified look at Angie before sinking backward into his seat.
“As I was saying, Eros, or Cupid if you will, ended up leaving Psyche after she unmasked him. Psyche went searching for him, and the Goddess of love tried to destroy her by making her accomplish dangerous tasks in order to find her lost love. Eventually, Eros discovered what was going on and rescued Psyche from a sleep induced coma brought on by an item from the underworld.”
“Huh? When did she go to the underworld?” asked the same clueless