Nausicaa+2



It now dulls my spirit To warble and frolic with my maids through the flourishing pastures. My golden ball and playthings are grimy and long forgotten. Father, I cannot remain eternally idle, I cannot remain naïve, Disconnected from your world of councils and solemn conversation. And ever since I discovered Odysseus, A man quite unlike my island's childish throng, After the amiable sea swept him ashore this fruitful land, I have realized my yearning for a man to love and nurture. His plead for assistance kindled inside me A gratifying sense of responsibility to provide for another. All that portrays a woman, I possess with fervor, For I can sacrifice, support, love, be faithful, weave, and launder. When rinsing soiled garbs by the river, at last! I comprehended a woman's dedicated and significant role: To labor for her male relatives until death engulfs them all. Fervent am I to satisfy this duty, So you must not evade my scream for womanhood! Accept my budding wisdom; Accept my maturity.