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How lucky I am. Two perfect
children, Sparcus and Polonia. Every Spartan, male or female, must have a perfect body. When babies are born in Sparta, Spartan soldiers come by the house and check the baby. I was worried about Sparcus ... he had a spot on his nose the day that the soldiers came ... it was a good job that Uncle Patronas was in charge ... he can't see very well ... he's nearly 60 and ready to retire. This is his last war! He's excited. He always wanted to fight against the Athenians. If my babies had not been healthy and strong, they would have been taken away, and left to die on a hillside, or taken away to be trained as a slave (a helot). Our slaves are VERY ugly. |
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