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While returning to the tent, where the soldiers were sleeping, Marcus Lucius didn’t expect his father talking with him. However, Maximus didn’t keep silence. He walked proudly, made big, self-conscious steps, and talked with his engaging, manly voice:

-Stay focussed. Don’t let anyone or anything distract you. You fought well, even if you lost. You can learn more from one lose than from thousand victories. You have to stay focussed more next time.

Marcus Lucius nodded with understanding and enjoyed the short personal contact to his father. Some days later, his father appeared again at the end of the training and slapped him friendly on the back.

-Stay focussed, my boy. – He repeated and Marcus Lucius was sure that he won’t hear anything else from his father.

-How do you do it? – He asked then and Maximus laughed with joy.

-That’s a good question. – He said. – Life never asks us whether we are prepared or not, whether we’re old enough or not. You have to stay focussed on what you want to achieve and keep going in this direction. You should notice the surrounding to analyse the risk or danger coming towards you, but you can’t lose the goal in front of your eyes. Stay watchful. Stay focussed. Dare to do what you want.

-So why do I have to be prepared, if life brings surprises then?

Maximus laughed even louder.

Foot detail of Artemis of the Rospigliosi type. Marble, Roman artwork of the Imperial Era

Foot detail of Artemis of the Rospigliosi type. Marble, Roman artwork of the Imperial Era

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