Light burst through my eyes, and I
felt warmth through my body. I felt pressure on my skin- wait, I have skin? Suddenly someone was kissing me,
and as I opened my eyes I saw a slightly older man staring at me in rapture. I
stuttered, “Who, who are you?” and he replied, “I am Pygmalion. I carved you
out of ivory because the women of this Earth were flawed and did not please me.
Venus gifted you to me.” I found his voice to be brusque, but underneath I saw
a tenderness and love that I found startling. Just as a stream of questions
were bubbling up, a shimmering veil appeared to the left of us and the most
beautiful woman I have ever seen stepped out. By the way the man called
Pygmalion fell to his knees I assumed this was Venus. She addressed the man,
instructing him to leave her alone with me so she could orient me to this
world.
“Hello,
darling, my name is Venus and I am the goddess of Love, Beauty, Fertility, and
a good many other things. I have brought you here for this man Pygmalion, but
not in the capacity he believes. This is a very important mission I have for
you, and in return for your cooperation I will grant you the boon of a goddess.
Does this interest you?”
I nodded
quietly in response, my mind whirling. She continued, “This man carved a statue
of your likeness out of stone because he considers the women of this world
flawed and beneath him. While this type of mindset is not uncommon for this
era, I feel in this particular case something needs to be done. So I have
brought you, a woman with the independence, fire, and education of a modern
woman, to woo him. If he does not like the women of this world, then he will love you. Hopefully this will bring some
respect and humility to his heart, particularly when he loses his love. In
return, I will take you to the modern world and grant you a wish. The most
important part of this plan is that you do not get emotionally involved, got
it?”
This plan
seemed cruel, but if this Pygmalion was as chauvinistic and harsh as Venus
said, maybe he deserved it. I certainly did not want to stay here with this old
guy who did not value women forever. So the girl agreed to Venus’s plan, and
laughed at the idea that she could ever fall in love with Pygmalion…
Bibliography: Story source: Ovid's Metamorphoses, translated by Tony Kline (2000).
Author's Note: This story is based on Ovid's Metamorphosis, where Pygmalion carves a statue and falls in love with the likeness of a women who is then brought to life by Venus. They get married and live happily ever after. But as I was reading the story I was struck by the fact that the women never spoke, never thought, was never offered any kind of choice in the matter. In this version, I like giving the women in this tale a little more power.




