Athena: Grey-Eyed Goddess is the second book in the Olympians series. This is the story of one of the most powerful of the Greek goddesses, Athena. She is the goddess of wisdom, peace, warfare, strategy, handcrafts, and reason. Learn of her origins and read about her greatest victories.
The following pages are lacking a crucial element — some don’t have art, while others don’t have text. Add your own art and text to tell the story, or a story of your own.
This Reader’s Theater has been taken from pages four to fourteen of Athena: Grey-Eyed Goddess. It comprises the scene in which Athena is born.
Read the original scene as it is portrayed in Athena: Grey-Eyed Goddess. Then assign roles from the cast list. Act out the scene, with each character speaking and acting his or her part. Masks for the characters have been provided.
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Klothos: Mother Earth loves all her children . . . and so she prophesied against Zeus, as she had Kronos, “As you have overthrown our father, so shall your child by Metis overthrow you!”
Lakhesis: Far away in Greece towered Mount Olympus, the tallest mountain left standing after the clash of Gods and Titans. And there it was that Zeus, the newly crowned King of the Gods, made his home with Metis, his Queen, and his brothers and sisters, the Olympians.
Atropos: Zeus knew all too well the doom that a prophecy from Mother Earth could bring. And so it was that Zeus, the newly crowned King of the Gods, was troubled.
Metis: My husband, what furrows your brow? Is there any counsel I might offer?
Klothos: But Zeus could not share the reason for his silence with Metis. And besides, he had . . . other distractions. . . . .
Lakhesis: Zeus developed a cunning plan, a plan to fool his wife, the Goddess of good counsel.
Metis: What’s gotten into your, Zeus?
Zeus: I want to get some fresh air! Hurry! Follow me! C’mon!
Metis: But . . . you know I can’t transform as easily as you. . . .
Zeus: It’s just like I showed you, Metis! Try!
Zeus: You can do it! Concentrate. . . . .
Metis: I did it! Zeus, I did it!
Zeus: I knew you could! Now let’s have some fun. I’ll change shape, and you follow me. Ready?
Metis: I-I guess so.
Zeus: Here we go! Raven!
Metis: I did it again! It’s so much easie-
Zeus: Something trickier! Serpent!
Zeus: Now: eagle!
Metis: Try something harder!
Metis: I did it! Zeus, I did it! Zeus?
Atropos: But that was not the end of Metis. . . .
Metis: Hello? W-where am I?
Zeus: Metis? It’s me. Zeus.
Metis: Zeus? Zeus, what have you done?
Zeus: I did what I had to do, Metis. Gaea said our child would overthrow me. I couldn’t let that happen.
Metis: But — but we can work —
Zeus: And I couldn’t let you go, Metis. I need you. I never could have overthrown Kronos without you.
Metis: Zeus, what did y —
Zeus: Now you’re inside me, a part of me. Now we’ll always be together.
Metis: You — you can’t do this to me! Zeus! You can’t do this to meeeee!
Klothos: But Zeus did not let her out, and despite wanting to always keep her near, Zeus soon forgot to listen to that voice in his head. He had too much of his father in him.
Lakhesis: For Zeus, the world continued without Metis. He took Hera as his new Queen and the entire world celebrated their union. Meanwhile, unknown to everyone, deep in Zeus’ head, Metis was pregnant with his child.
Atropos: Hera and Zeus and children of their own. The number of Gods on Olympus began to grow. And in the subconscious of Zeus, Metis gave birth to her own child, a daughter. This child inherited all her mother’s wisdom and intelligence, and her father’s power and ferocity.
Klothos: In the world beyond Olympus, the population of mortal men swelled. They spread out to all the corners of the earth, and build great ships, armies, and cities. While in the head of Zeus, Metis’ daughter spent her days learning the arts and sciences, and her nights fighting the worries and anxieties in the dreams of the King of Gods.
Lakhesis: And in the human cities, men built temples and monuments and made sacrifices to the Gods of Olympus, who served as their protectors and their inspiration.
Atropos: Sensing the time was near, Metis worked day and night, pouring the last of her essence into the appropriate clothing for her daughter’s own debut on Olympus. Until finally:
Zeus: Aaaah! My pounding skull! Hephaistos! Ares! I need your help!
Klothos: A quick plan was hatched. To ease the incessant pounding and pressure, Hephaistos would cleave the skull of Zeus with a hammer and spike. The blow was struck.
Lakhesis: And so it was that the world met Athena as she sprang forth from her father’s split skull, fully clothed, fully armed, already a young woman. She screamed, and her grey eyes flashed the color of Zeus’ storm clouds.
Atropos: Her yell was not the cry of a newborn babe, but rather the shout of a warrior.
Klothos: Zeus, being Zeus, healed instantly. His head ached no more than any daughter’s father’s head does. But her miraculous birth, her pre-life gestation in her father’s skull, changed Athena. She had been prophesized to end her father’s rule, but Athena instead became his staunchest ally, his favorite child.