(Continuing from Part 32) For a long time after finding the footprint, I lived in fear of strangers. I had strengthened the walls around my home and planted trees to hide the entrance. I had also divided my goats into smaller groups so that I would not lose my entire herd if someone discovered one … Read more
(Continuing from Part 31) For several days after discovering the footprint, I remained inside my shelter. I had seen only one mark in the sand, yet it had filled me with fear. Before that day, I had believed that I was the only human being on the island. Now I could no longer be certain. … Read more
(Continuing from Part 30) For many years, I had lived quietly on my island. I had become accustomed to my daily work, my animals, and my two shelters. My fields provided grain, and my goats supplied meat and milk. I had learned to make bread, pottery, clothing, and many other useful things. Although I still … Read more
(Continuing from Part 29) As the years passed, my life on the island became more comfortable than I had ever expected. When I first arrived, I had been a frightened survivor with almost nothing. Now I had a strong shelter, fields of grain, useful tools, and a growing herd of goats. I still wished to … Read more
(Continuing from Part 28) After my dangerous journey in the canoe, I decided to remain on land for a long time. I had almost lost my life in the strong current. The experience had taught me that the sea was not a place where I should travel carelessly. I returned to my ordinary work. I … Read more
(Continuing from Part 27) After escaping the dangerous current, I reached the shore with a heart full of gratitude. Only a few hours earlier, I had believed that I would be carried into the open sea and die. Now I was standing safely on my island again. I had often called the island my prison, … Read more
(Continuing from Part 26) Although I had lived on the island for several years, I still dreamed of escaping. My first attempt to build a canoe had ended in failure. I had made a fine boat from an enormous tree, but it was too heavy to move to the water. I had learned an important … Read more
(Continuing from Part 25) After discovering that I could not move my great canoe to the sea, I returned to my ordinary work with a heavy heart. I had spent many months cutting down a tree and shaping its trunk into a boat. I had imagined that it would carry me away from the island. … Read more
(Continuing from Part 24) Although I had become more comfortable on the island, I had never forgotten my desire to escape. I had built a strong home, learned to grow grain, and discovered how to make useful pots from clay. Yet I was still separated from the rest of the world. Sometimes I climbed the … Read more
(Continuing from Part 23) As my barley and rice began to increase, I found myself facing a new difficulty. I needed containers to store my grain, and I needed pots for preparing food. When I first arrived on the island, I had rescued several useful objects from the ship. But I had not found enough … Read more