Dobie High School - ENGLISH MISCCloelia Translation

Cloelia Translation My name is Cloelia. I am a small, Roman girl. I am a ten years old girl. I lived in Rome for ten years with my mother and my father. I was always happy in the ten years. The ten years I was safe and never in danger. Now I am in great danger I am afraid, but however I am a Roman girl. I cannot cry. Roman citizens are strong. Roman citizens are not afraid of danger, but they fight. Roman citizens are bold. Roman citizens do not run during danger, but they do very bold things. I am also strong. I am also bold. I will not cry. I will fight. I am in the enemy’s camp. The father and the mother are not in the enemy’s camp. Now in the city, I am not with my father or my mother, but I am in the camp with the enemies. Why am I in the enemies’ camp? I will tell you the entire thing. I am now a captive in the enemy’s camp, but I was living in the city with my mother and my father. I love my mother and my father and I want to see them. My mother’s name is Valeria. My father’s name is Quintus Cloelius Siculus Vocula. My father is a great man, but he is quiet. My mother is not quiet, and she always tells me stories. The stories pleases me. When I was at home, I wanted to leave the house. I was wanting to do great things, just like in the stories. Roman girls do not do great things. Roman girls always stay home and ought to make clothes. Once upon a time at home, My mother and I were making clothes. Lucretia, a friend of my mother, also was making clothes with us. She was a good woman, and she always was telling me stories about good deeds. Making clothing does not please me. I was always wanting to hear the stories about good deeds. “Mother, I wanted to hear the stories.” “And what stories you wanted to hear, Cloelia?” my mother said. “The story about a girl who does not make cloth.” My mother and Lucretia laughed. “I will tell you the story about that Camilla.” Lucretia said, and she began to tell this story.