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  My name is Robinson Crusoe.A lot of people know my 

name but they only know about some of my adventures. 

They do not know my life story and that is why I am 

writing.

  My father was right.I never had any luck at sea.The first 

ship I sailed on sunk in storm.Pirates attacked      the next 

one and I become a slave.I escaped from the pirates ship 

and a friendly captain from Portugal took me with him to 

Brazil.In Brazil I made money and I bought some land.But 

something made me go back to sea. Friends wanted me 

to sail to Guinea to help them find slaves.I said yes but 

only because I loved sailing so much.

  Soon after that there was a storm.The sky   was black 

and there was a flash of lightning.Huge waves came over 

the side of the ship.We were close to an island so we got 

into a smaller boat and tried to get to the shore.The waves 

were too big for us.

  A wave as big as a large hill threw the men from the boat 

and we were all underwater.I swam as fast as I 

could.More waves threw me towards the shore.It was 

difficult to come up for air.

  My first night on the island I climbed a tree because       I 

was afraid of wild animals.All I had was a knife a pipe    and 

some tobacco.I didn't sleep.I smoked my pipe and 

listened to the sound of strange birds screaming and 

things moving through the trees.

  In the morning I saw that part of our ship was in the 

water not far from the beach.I swam out to it and climbed 

on board.There was no one there but I found guns gun 

powder some bread sugar sugar rum and flour.I made a 

small raft from broken pieces of wood to bring these 

things back to the island but I had to go and come back 

many times.I made a tent from one of the ship's sails and 

I hid the food and gunpowder in a small cave. 

                                                      October 1st 1659

  Every morning I wake up when I hear the birds singing.I 

have a breakfast of fruit and coconut milk and then I prepare 

the raft to go to the ship.In the afternoon I go for a walk and 

explore the island.Slowly I find I am not afraid to be alone.

                                                        December 25th 1659

  It's Christmas day and it's raining.I felt lonely in the 

morning but then I made two new shelves.I cleaned and 

organised the tent.Now I have a candle lit and I am writing 

and I feel very peaceful.Hard work makes me feel good.

...

  I did not die that day in 1660 but I felt very different 

about life after that.I saw that life is a gift.İt's easy to 

die on an island when you are alone.There's no 

medicine.There's no one to help you.

  After I saw the footprints   stayed close to my tent.I 

thought natives might be on the island.When I went out I 

took Poll and the gun with me.

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