I am a Roman soldier. My name is Agustus. I am twenty years old because that is how old a soldier has to be.  There are no women in the Roman army, just men.  I carry a weapon that looks like a stick, it is called a sword, it is very sharp on the end.

When I fought in battle I wore a helmet to protect my head.  To protect my body I carried a shield.

Because the Roman army was very organized, I ate with them and we sometimes slept in tents.  I get a lot of exercise by running, marching and practice-fighting.  I obey my rulers so I don’t get in trouble.