"My name is Hercules," he said. "I am going to break those chains for you." One twist of his mighty arms and Prometheus was free. "I do not know how to thank you!" cried Prometheus. "I have sat on this lonely rock for years. I thought nobody would ever help me. Can I do something for you? I would do anything to pay you back."

Hercules was one of the Greek heroes. He was the strong man who broke the chains for Prometheus. Prometheus was very thankful for what he had done. "You saved my life, Hercules. Is there anything I can do to pay you back? I would like to do something for you."

At last no one dared fight the dragon. The king sat in his castle, pale with fear. In Lycia lived a brave young man named Bellerophon. He was strong and a great fighter. He heard about the dragon. So one day he went to see the king.

There was great trouble in a little country near Greece. The king of the country was a kind man who ruled well. But his wicked brother wanted to be king. When he saw his chance, he made himself king. He was cruel and selfish, but the people could not help themselves. The real king had a son named Jason.

Both the king and the crowd knew the story of a man with one shoe. Long ago a wise man had told the king he would lose his crown. "A man wearing one shoe will take it," the wise man had said. "He will become king in your place.' Now he was here, the man with one shoe.

Everything seemed strange. He was sure no one knew him. Yet everyone stared as he passed. Stopping a man, he asked, "Where is the palace? I must find the king." The man started to answer. Then he looked more closely at Jason. "Look at him!" he shouted. "Look at him. He wears only one sandal!"

everything seemed strange he was sure no one knew him yet everyone stared as he passed stopping a man he asked where is the palace i must find the king the man started to answer then he looked more closely at jason look at him he shouted look at him he wears only one sandal

Jupiter was king of the gods. Usually the gods and goddesses did what he told them to do. But once a god did not obey Jupiter. His name is Prometheus. This is his story. Prometheus was very much interested in the earth. He loved its people. Often he sat on Mt. Olympus and watched them. When winter came he saw that they were unhappy. The people had no way to keep warm.

Jupiter was king of the gods. Usually the gods and goddesses did what he told them to do. But once a god did not obey Jupiter. His name is Prometheus. This is his story. Prometheus was very much interested in the earth. He loved its people. Often he sat on Mt. Olympus and watched them. When winter came he saw that they were unhappy. The people had no way to keep warm.

Jupiter was king of the gods. Usually the gods and goddesses did what he told them to do. But once a god did not obey Jupiter. His name is Prometheus. This is his story. Prometheus was very much interested in the earth. He loved its people. Often he sat on Mt. Olympus and watched them. When winter came he saw that they were unhappy. The people had no way to keep warm.

Jupiter was king of the gods. Usually the gods and goddesses did what he told them to do. But once a god did not obey Jupiter. His name is Prometheus. This is his story. Prometheus was very much interested in the earth. He loved its people. Often he sat on Mt. Olympus and watched them. When winter came he saw that they were unhappy. The people had no way to keep warm.

Just then an eagle was clawing Prometheus. "What a terrible thing!" said Hercules. "The man is chained. He cannot help himself." He raised his bow and let an arrow fly. The poisoned arrow struck the eagle's heart. With a scream it fell into the sea. Hercules climbed the rock.

Now this isn't the first time this happens of jd, I'm at one occasion where He had one breakdown, got on a hospital, then he had another one while he was on the hospital and they end up having to land a thing now

He had no choice. He had to put the mustard on his pancakes. It tastes so bad to him he grabbed his throat and fell over. And you know what? He never played a trick on me again. The end

He had no choice. He had to put the mustard on his pancakes. It tastes so bad to him he grabbed his throat and fell over. And you know what? He never played a trick on me again. The end.

The story of Pandora was a favorite of the Greeks. They thought it told how trouble and hope came to the world. They learned a lesson from Pandora, too. Pandora was a beautiful girl. Jupiter, the king of the gods, sent her to Epimetheus. Epimetheus was Prometheus' brother. Jupiter had punished Prometheus for stealing fire. Now he had a plan to punish the people, too.