These days I'm studying a story that it's name is - Hercules. The picture that you can see on top of this post is page number one of it. I wrie it here in order to improve my English. One day, in her palace in Greece, princess Alcmene has a son. She calls the boy Hercules. 'What a big , strong boy!' say Alcmene's friends when they see him. 'Of cours he's big and strong ,' smiles Alcmene. 'His father's Zeus , king of the gods.' But not every body like Hercules. The goddess hera is looking through the palace window. Hera is Zeus's wife and she is far from happy. 'When I see that boy, says Hera, I remember his mother, Alcmene. It's not right. I'm his wife! he never rhink of me!' She leaves Alcmene's palace angrily.