A woman holding a box as Zeus holds a lighting bolt
Illustration by Carolyn Ridsdale

Pandora’s Box

Is it a gift—or a curse?

By Spencer Kayden
From the April 2022 Issue

Learning Objective: to analyze the theme of a classic myth and compare it with ideas in a poem

Lexile: 890L
Other Key Skills: text structure, inference, foreshadowing, character, symbolism, tone, synthesis

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As you read the play, study the illustrations, and read the captions, think about what this story suggests about curiosity.

Scene 1
Ancient Greece

SD1: Pandora stares intently at an ornate box on a shelf. Epimetheus lounges on a couch nearby.

Pandora: This is maddening! Day after day, this box calls to me. 

Epimetheus ( lazily): Don’t think about it.

Pandora: Don’t think about it? Do you know how hard it is for a person to “not think” about something?

Epimetheus: Zeus told us never to open it. 

Pandora: Husband, aren’t you curious?

Epimetheus: Eh, not really. And I am not in the habit of disobeying Zeus. 

SD2: Pandora sighs, exasperated. 

Epimetheus: Turn your attention elsewhere. Here, try these grapes. They’re delicious. 

SD3: Pandora slowly chews a grape as she continues to stare at the box.

Scene 2
Mount Olympus, a year or so earlier

SD1: On Mount Olympus, Epimetheus smiles proudly as he looks down on Earth. 

SD2: His brother, Prometheus, marches up to him.

Prometheus: What have you done, brother? This is a complete disaster.

Epimetheus (defensively): Zeus asked us to create animals, and he asked me to give them gifts. So I did. 

SD3: They watch a parade of animals pass below them. First comes a bear, then a cheetah.

Epimetheus: To bears I gave the gift of thick fur. To cheetahs I gave speed.

SD1: Next come a bird and an ant.

Epimetheus: To birds I gave wings, and to ants great strength. 

Prometheus: But you did not give any gifts to humankind!

Epimetheus: Yeah, funny story: I ran out of gifts before I got to them.

Prometheus: Thanks to your poor planning, the humans have nothing. 

Epimetheus: Well, I wouldn’t go that far. I think they are quite good-looking.

Prometheus: How is that going to help them get away from the animals that want to eat them? 

Epimetheus: Um . . . (noticing Zeus approaching) Quiet. Here comes Zeus.

SD2: Zeus sits on his throne.

Prometheus: O Zeus, I have been living among the humans, and I fear for their future. 

Zeus: You are a god. Humankind is not your concern. 

Prometheus: The humans have no fur to keep them warm through winter. 

Zeus: They’ll figure something out.

SD3: Prometheus takes a deep breath.

Prometheus: Zeus, I want to give them the gift of fire. It is their only chance.

Zeus: Fire is for the gods and the gods only.

Prometheus: Just a tiny ember? 

Zeus: No. Fire would make humans as powerful as us. 

Prometheus: We did not give humans a way to survive! If they are to flourish, they must have fire. 

Zeus: I want no more talk of this!

Prometheus: But—

SD1: Zeus stands, furious.

Zeus: ENOUGH!

SD2: He hurls a lightning bolt at Prometheus.

SD3: Prometheus dodges it—barely.

Prometheus: OK, OK! I get the message!

SD1: The lightning bolt, meanwhile, keeps going. It sails all the way down to Earth, where it strikes a tree.

SD2: The three gods watch as the tree catches fire. 

Zeus: Whoops. (pause) Well, they’ll never figure out what to do with it—and DON’T YOU SHOW THEM!

Scene 3
Earth

SD3: Prometheus stands by the burning tree. A group of humans gather around him, staring at the flames. 

Human 1 (frightened): What madness is this?

Prometheus: Fear not. This is called fire. Use it to warm your caves, cook your food, and make tools. 

SD1: One of the humans reaches out to touch the fire— 

Human 2: Aaa-eee!

Prometheus: You must be careful. Fire can give life, but it can also take life. I will show you how to use fire safely and how to keep it burning. 

All Humans: Thank you, Prometheus. 

Illustration by Carolyn Ridsdale

The Power of Fire

For early humans, the use of fire was an important advancement. Fire helped them stay warm and made it possible to cook food and make better tools and weapons.

Scene 4
Mount Olympus

SD2: Zeus looks down and sees small fires burning across the land. 

Zeus: Prometheus has defied me! 

SD3: Sparks fly from Zeus’s lightning bolt as he raises it over his head. Hera watches with delight.

Hera: Are you going to smite him? You should totally smite him.

SD1: Zeus thinks for a moment.

Zeus: No, I want a more memorable punishment . . . something that causes his precious humans to suffer and reminds those puny, feeble creatures of my power. 

Hera: Won’t the humans think ill of you for making them suffer?

Zeus: That is an excellent point, Hera. I would hate for them to turn against me.

Hera: They need to blame someone else for whatever misery you inflict on them.

SD2: Zeus thinks. A smile slowly spreads across his face.

Scene 5
Mount Olympus

SD3: A group of gods stand around a statue of a woman.

Zeus: Gods of the wind, come forward and blow life into this statue made of earth and water!

SD1: Four gods step forward. A powerful wind swirls around the statue until suddenly, it takes a breath. 

Zeus: Ah, she lives! Gods of Olympus, bestow gifts upon this lady. 

Athena: I give her cleverness. 

Aphrodite: I give her beauty and charm. 

Hermes: I give her persuasiveness. 

Hera: And I give her (winking at Zeus) . . . curiosity.

Pandora (looking around): Who are all of you? Where am I? Who am I?

Zeus: You are Pandora, which means “all-gifted.” 

Scene 6
Earth

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In the original myth, Zeus gives Pandora a jar, not a box. The word for “jar” was mistranslated, likely in the 1500s.

SD2: Prometheus and Epimetheus stand together on a hillside.

Prometheus: Zeus cannot be pleased with my actions. We must be careful. 

Epimetheus: We? You disobeyed him. I am innocent.

Prometheus: Still, he is spiteful, and you are my brother. Promise me you won’t accept any gifts from the gods. 

Epimetheus: I am not a fool, brother. 

Prometheus: Just—look, I am going to be away, helping humans clear the land for farming. Try not to mess up while I am gone, OK?

SD3: Prometheus leaves. 

SD1: There is a clap of thunder and a flash of lightning as Zeus appears with Pandora. 

Zeus: Epimetheus, I want to introduce you to someone. This is Pandora. 

Epimetheus: Pleased to meet you. 

Pandora: I’m pleased to meet you too. 

Zeus: Pandora has just arrived and doesn’t know a soul. I thought you could show her around.

Epimetheus: I would be delighted.

Zeus: Wonderful. Then I will leave you to it.

SD2: There is another clap of thunder and flash of lightning, and Zeus is gone.

Pandora: I wonder how he does that.

Epimetheus: He’s Zeus. He just can.

Pandora: So, what does Epimetheus mean?

Epimetheus: It means “hindsight.” That’s my specialty: understanding something only after it has happened.

Pandora: What about foresight—planning for things before they happen?

Epimetheus: That’s more my brother’s kind of thing.

Pandora: How interesting! (She notices a bird flying overhead.) Why do birds fly while other creatures walk and yet others slither or swim?

Epimetheus (proudly): Because I gave the animals all different gifts!

Pandora: What gift did you give humans?

Epimetheus: Um, why don’t we go for a walk?

Pandora: Sure! What’s your favorite spot?

SD3: Epimetheus gestures to a spot in the distance. 

SD1: The two walk as the lights begin to fade.

Pandora: What kind of tree is that? How often does Zeus come down to Earth, anyway? Do you think animals enjoy music? 

SD2: Epimetheus smiles, clearly charmed.

Scene 7
Earth

SD3: At home, Pandora sits at a loom, weaving. Epimetheus stares out the window.

Pandora: Who came up with the idea of weaving? 

Epimetheus: Uh . . . I don’t know.

Pandora: And what did people do for cloth before weaving was invented?

Epimetheus: Uh . . . yeah, I don’t know.

SD1: Just then, Zeus appears.

Zeus: Congratulations on your marriage! I have brought you a wedding present.

SD2: He hands Pandora an ornate box. It glows mysteriously.

Pandora: Thank you, O Zeus. It is beautiful. 

Zeus: Yes. Its contents are quite extraordinary. They are so costly, in fact, that you must never open it. 

Pandora: Never?

Zeus: Never. I’m trusting you to keep this treasure safe.

Pandora: Of course, O Zeus.

SD3: Zeus disappears with his usual fanfare. 

SD1: Pandora examines the box. 

Pandora: What do you think is inside? 

Epimetheus: I don’t know. Zeus said it was extraordinary. 

Pandora: Is it gold? Jewels? Something magical? 

Epimetheus: Who can know except Zeus? 

Pandora: But why does it glow?

Epimetheus: It is a mystery. Why don’t we put it up on that shelf?

SD2: Pandora stares at the box for another moment, then reluctantly places it on the shelf.

Scene 8
Mount Olympus

SD3: Hera and Zeus are looking down at Earth.

Hera: Isn’t it adorable how every day Pandora reaches for the box and at the last minute changes her mind? She is absolutely tormented!

Zeus: It is only a matter of time before my revenge is complete. 

Zeus and Hera (evilly): Ha ha ha! 

Illustration by Carolyn Ridsdale

A Pandora’s Box

Today, the expression “a Pandora’s box” means something that causes a great deal of unforeseen trouble or problems.

Scene 9
Earth

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God of Grudges?

Zeus was furious that Prometheus gave fire to humans. In addition to the box of suffering, he tied Prometheus to a mountain and sent an eagle to peck out his liver. Every night the liver grew back, only to be pecked out again the next
day . . . and this was meant to go on forever. Eek! 

SD1: Pandora takes the box off the shelf. 

SD2: Holding it to her ear, she shakes it gently. She hears fluttering and whispering. 

Deceit: Pandora, we need you! Save us!

SD3: Pandora’s eyes widen. 

Disease: My dying wish is to fly among the trees. 

Pandora: Who is in there?

Envy: Open the box and find out. 

Pandora: It is forbidden. 

Deceit: Aren’t you curious?

Pandora: Yes! 

Disease: Then go ahead. 

Pandora: I suppose it cannot hurt to open it . . . a little. 

Envy: That’s right. No one will know.

SD1: Pandora releases the golden latch and cracks the lid ever so slightly. An awful hissing sound and a foul smell escape.

Pandora: Ooof  !

SD2: The lid bursts open as dark-winged creatures with devilish faces fly out.

Pandora: Aaaaaah!

Deceit: We’re free!

Greed: At last!

Pandora (horrified): Who are you?

Envy: I am Envy. That’s Deceit. 

Deceit: Over there are Greed, Grief, and Hate. 

SD3: Pandora slams the lid shut, but it is too late.

SD1: The awful creatures cackle as they swoop around the room, polluting the air with their vile stench.

Pandora: No! No! No!

SD2: Prometheus and Epimetheus hear Pandora’s shouts and come running in.

SD3: They gasp in horror as the creatures fly out the window, leaving a trail of thick smoke.

Prometheus: What have you done?

Pandora: I opened the box, and suffering has escaped into the world!

Epimetheus: How could you?! 

Pandora: Why would Zeus give me such a horrible thing?

SD1: Suddenly, a golden light shines through a crack in the box.

Hope (from inside the box): Please, Pandora, set me free. 

SD2: Pandora touches the latch.

Epimetheus: Do not tell me you’re thinking of opening that box again.

Pandora: This is something different—I can tell.

Prometheus: Pandora, no!

SD3: Pandora lifts the lid. Out flies a golden butterfly. It spreads its shining wings. 

Hope: All is not lost, Pandora. 

Pandora: What are you called?

Hope: I am Hope. I make life bearable. No matter how bad things get, I can help humans see that things will get better. 

Pandora: Why were you trapped in the box with those horrible creatures?

Hope: It’s simple. Wherever there is suffering, there must also be hope. Now I must hurry and catch up with the others. 

SD1: Pandora watches as Hope soars out the window, transforming the trail of smoke into shimmering light. 

Pandora, Ungifted

An incurious Pandora 
would have left that box alone.

Of course,
she wouldn’t have composed music
or painted murals
or danced.

She wouldn’t have gone far in science.
She would have had no personal style.

She would have made the same, same, 
same old thing
for dinner every night.

She wouldn’t have watched movies.
She wouldn’t have read books
or bothered with museums.

She would have been an awful doctor.
She would have been a lousy friend.

She would have gazed up at the countless stars
and 
yawned.

Writing Prompt

Does the play portray curiosity as a curse or a gift? What does the poem suggest about curiosity? Answer both questions in a well-organized essay. Use text evidence to support your ideas.


This play was originally published in the April 2022 issue.

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