Once upon a time there was a girl named Norath. She was running away. She saw a portal inside one of the the subway stations. So she decided to through it.

OW!

Whoa! Whoa!

Norath teleported into another dimension, a beautiful market place, almost bigger than a modern mall. But before she went shopping, she needed to find where she was. "Might as well keep walking" she supposed. She went to a mighty mean shop keeper, slapping poor people to do his work.

Where am I?

WHATS GS&Iley

The mean person just smiled and pointed toward a very large hill. So... she walked up to the the very large building. "Wow, everything is so big." she said as she finally reached the top of the hill.

She saw the very beautiful pillars, the very beautiful statues, and the glorious designs all over the building. She walked inside the building and saw a sign that said (in English) "Welcome to the Parthenon."

Here is where you pray.

Olympics is where you play.

You shall not stay.

Or you will not be gay. (Happy)

She saw another sign.

OOOKKK.

She heard a very low pitch blow of some sort of horn. Then some cheers and some screaming. She was running down the hill as fast as she could until she came to the edge of another large building. "Whoop! Whoop!" She entered the large building. "Whooaaa!" She exclaimed, as she saw 10-20 thousand people in just the section she was in. People from everywhere... all the way from Asians to Grecos, all racing.

She used to do cross country, it was fascinating to see them run for miles and miles. She watched until the same ol' shop keeper called her over. He kept talking in Greek and she tried to be polite and nod her head every once and awhile. "MMMHMMM." He pointed toward the city. How small the houses were compared to the market place and all the other large buildings.

She started her trek back to the city. As she entered, there was a man working on a mysterious contraption. He introduced himself as Herophilos of Chalcedon.

She asked him, "What are you working on?"

He answered, "This is a portable waterlock, I use it to measure peoples pulses."

"Oh, like a heart rate monitor," she said.

She studied the vase like object a while longer until she started to walk further into the mysterious city.

She walked a couple houses down and met another man who claimed himself as Thales of Miletus. He invited her to join him for a story about his passion for Geometry.

He believes that Geometry is one of the oldest branches of Mathematics. It was needed for many techniques long before recorded history like how the Egyptians built their pyramids. However they, like many other civilizations, were not interested in the rules that govern geometry. Greeks insisted that geometric facts must be established by standard laws of reasoning, much as we know it today.

She says farewell to her new friend Thales and continues her journey. As she continues through the city, she finds a man running toward her. He was screaming and holding a paper. He handed the paper to a man who took it to the temple. He was panting and soaked with sweat.

She sat down by the very pale man and asked, "What was on the letter?"

He gasped in reply, "it was a warning for the king and his army to prepare for a heavy naval fleet heading their way!"

"Oh no!"

"I can't believe I saved the city and..."

He died right there in front of her and a very large crowd.

A woman runs out of the crowd and screams, "Oh Pheidippeides! You saved our city of Athens. Thanks to you, we are ready for a massive battle."

Norath bowed her head and closed her eyes to remember the brave man. When she opened her eyes again, the city was gone. The buildings were piles of rock and people were wondering around looking for their families. She squeezed her eyes shut to hold back the many tears of sorrow for her new friends.