Chapter 4 – Assignment 2: Continue to build your presence on Facebook. Make at least three posts to your timeline and like or comment on at least ten of your classmates' posts. Everything you post should be mortal safe
Account: Peter Johnson
Friends: 26
Post 1
[Image description: Picture of an infant laying laying in a blue baby lounger. The child has dark hair and is wearing a pink onesie.]
Caption: She's perfect!
8 Likes
1 Comment:
Melody Curius: Your sister? Cute!
Post 2
[Image description: The same child as before is now lying in a carseat. She is wearing a green onesie with an elephant applique and a matching headband with a bow]
6 Likes
2 comments:
Marcus Antonius Jones: quid habes tot imagines infantem?
-Madeline Telcom: Marcus Antonius Jones: English, Mr. Jones
Post 3:
ἀμφὶ Ποσειδάωτα, μέγαν θεόν, ἄρχομ ἀείδειν,
γαίης κινητῆρα καὶ ἀτρυγέτοιο θαλάσσης,
πόντιον, ὅσθ Ἑλικῶνα καὶ εὐρείας ἔχει Αἰγάς.
διχθά τοι, Ἐννοσίγαιε, θεοὶ τιμὴν ἐδάσαντο,
5ἵππων τε δμητῆρ ἔμεναι σωτῆρά τε νηῶν.
χαῖρε, Ποσείδαον γαιήοχε, κυανοχαῖτα,
καί, μάκαρ, εὐμενὲς ἦτορ ἔχων πλώουσιν ἄρηγε.
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1 Comment
Marcus Antonius Jones: Graecus!
"Welcome back, Seaweed Brain!" Annabeth called as Percy let himself into their apartment and set his backpack by the door.
"I was just at class?"
"I know. I could hear the Griffin attack from here."
"It was not our fault, and you can't prove otherwise!"
"I believe you." Annabeth's tone indicated that she did not,in fact, believe him. "Is the class worth the hassle at least?"
"I guess? It's kinda nice to know what all my high school classmates were talking about."Percy flopped down on the couch next to Annabeth. "The last couple of classes have mostly been lectures on what 'mortal safe' means, and we we don't put legion business on the internet."
"Your hymm to Poseidon didn't go over well then?"
"Telcom didn't even mention it. I'm not the worst offender by far. Marc writes all of his posts in Latin and Lillian keeps talking about practicing formations with her cohort."
"We're getting spoiled. It's so strange to not be the strange ones in class."
"I know! I haven't been called a delinquent once this year! I could probably burn the band room down fighting empusa and they'd probably thank me! Telcom is the only professor to sort of give me a hard time."
Annabeth leaned forward, her protective instincts roused. "I thought she got over the Peter Johnson profile."
"She did. It's not usual, but most of her students don't have people talking about them all over the internet. She said that I can't just keep posting Mom's pictures of Estelle. In the next unit, I'm going to have to take my own, and I have no idea what I'm going to do."
"The Pacific Ocean is fifteen minutes away by pegasus. Surely there will be someone there who will pose for you."
Percy blinked for a minute, considering. "That's a really good idea, Wise Girl. Want to go to the beach next weekend?"
A/N:
According to Google translate, Marcus is saying "Why do you have so many baby pictures?"
Percy's third post is a hymn to Poseidon from The Odyssey. It translates to [1] I begin to sing about Poseidon, the great god, mover of the earth and fruitless sea, god of the deep who is also lord of Helicon and wide Aegae. A two-fold office the gods allotted you, O Shaker of the Earth, [5] to be a tamer of horses and a saviour of ships! Hail, Poseidon, Holder of the Earth, dark-haired lord! O blessed one, be kindly in heart and help those who voyage in ships!