Authors: Terry Deary
Illustrated by Helen Flook
A & C Black • London
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Table of Contents
Syracuse, 213 BC
Aesop the Greek storyteller said:
You may share the work of the great, but you will not share the rewards
My master liked to call me stupid. “You are stupid, Lydia,” he would say. “If you had twice as many brains, you’d be a half-wit.”
That was a clever thing to say. But then my master, Archimedes, was the cleverest man in the whole of Greece. So if he called me stupid, then I must have been.
I cleaned his rooms …
and washed his clothes …
cooked his meals …
and helped him test his machines.
Because Archimedes was a great inventor, they called him the Lion of Syracuse. And he often roared at me like a lion.
“I bet your brain feels as good as new, seeing that you’ve never used it,” he told me.
“Thank you, sir,” I said.
And I was clumsy. When I tried to dust the bottles and jars in his workshop, I often spilled them.
“You are a donkey, Lydia. What are you?”
“A donkey, sir,” I said.
There was a story about Archimedes taking a bath one day, long before I went to work for him. He lay in the bath and the water overflowed.