For the last month or so, our daughter has a passion for Greek mythology. She has some grafic novels, some in Romanian and some in English and a few Encyclopedias that she is currently reading. She is reading all of them, repeatedly, I think she already knows full passages of them by heart.

Last evening, before going to bed, her father also wanted to look on a Larousse book about the 10 greatest gods and goddesses of the Ancient Greek mythology. And he started citing something that he found interesting in the book. Then, all the zen from our home disappeared in a second:

– No, dada, no! Afrodita is not Venus, she was the Goddess of love and the daughter of Zeus! Her husband was the God of fire!

– Yes, but in the Roman mythology her name was Venus. The Romans also believed in Gods!

– I don’t know that, dada! I know that they came and conquered my ancestors, that’s what I know about Romans!!

– Yes, baby girl, they did! But still, Afrodita was the Goddess of Love in Greece and in ancient Roman Empire the Goddess of Love was Venus.

Silence. She needs to rethink her position 🙂

– Hefaistos married Afrodita, not Venus! He was the God of Fire!

– Yes, and Venus married Vulcan!

– I don’t know Vulcan! I only red Odyssey and Iliad! They don’t have Roman Gods in there! I’m a small child dada, I will read about Romans later! Now I read about Greek Gods, Acheans and Trojans. It is enough for a little girl like me!

I didn’t interrupt their talk. After all what I could possibly have said? Maybe that for a little girl like her it is a very big deal to be able to read about Iliad and Odyssey and all the Greek Gods? Or maybe that she could read Disney books about princesses and not graphic novels about wars? No, that would be a silly thought. She doesn’t like girlish books …