(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
(Continuing from Part 22) My second year on the island began with new hopes. I had survived the first year, built a secure home, and discovered that I could grow barley and rice. But I soon learned that planting grain was only the beginning of farming. If I wanted bread, I would have to protect … Read more
(Continuing from Part 21) After returning from my journey across the island, I settled once more into my usual way of life. I spent my mornings hunting or gathering food. During the hottest hours, I rested inside my shelter. In the afternoons, I worked on my tools, fences, and other useful projects. My young parrot, … Read more
(Continuing from Part 20) I had traveled farther across the island than ever before, and now I was having difficulty finding my way home. The thick woods and surrounding hills prevented me from seeing familiar landmarks. Clouds had covered the sun, making it even harder to know which direction to take. I decided that it … Read more
(Continuing from Part 19) After discovering the beautiful valley and building my little country shelter, I became more curious about the rest of the island. Until now, I had explored only a small part of it. I knew the coast near my main home, the hills around it, and the fertile valley inland. But I … Read more
(Continuing from Part 18) After recovering from my illness, I became eager to explore more of the island. For many months, I had remained close to my shelter near the sea. I had been too busy building my home, collecting supplies, and searching for food to travel far inland. Now I felt stronger, and I … Read more
(Continuing from Part 17) After my terrible illness, I began to think differently about my life on the island. For many months, I had worried about food, shelter, weapons, and the possibility of rescue. I had worked hard to protect my body, but I had given little attention to my thoughts and feelings. Now I … Read more
(Continuing from Part 16) After the earthquake, I stood outside my shelter, trembling with fear. The ground had shaken three times, and large pieces of rock had fallen from the hillside. I was afraid that another earthquake might destroy my home. I had built my tent and cave beside the rock because I thought it … Read more
(Continuing from Part 15) December 10, 1659 For many days, I continued digging into the hillside behind my tent. The work was difficult, but I was pleased with my progress. I wanted to make a large storage room where I could keep my tools, food, and other possessions. Then, one morning, something frightening happened. While … Read more