This is an essay that takes place in Ancient Rome, from the perspective of a Slave who was captured in war and must teach the children of his new master.

Teaching: A New Beginning
My name doesn't matter. I was just a slave of Rome. I mean, now that my sepulcher, tomb, has been inscribed, and an epitaph placed on, I am just a story in the wind. See, I started out in this world a free man in Greece, and by the time I was 20, the ups and downs of my life became more and more frequent, and my life became almost total anarchy, without rule. The vicissitudes and changes of my life kept getting worse and worse. Greece has just defeated us, and I have been sold into slavery. The Romans think they are omnipotent because they destroyed our civi…