Like Robinson Crusoe, I love the sea, but I rarely see it. We live in a city far from the places where ships sail to distant lands, where gulls scream and smell of fish and seaweed. But I often imagine that, like Robinson Crusoe, I was on an uninhabited island…
When I came to, the sea was no longer stormy. The evening was approaching, and one had to think about food and lodging. I dialed brushwood, laid my jacket and lay down. It was tough and uncomfortable. I could not sleep for a long time-hunger tormented me. Somewhere in the distance, a bird screamed. I was scared.
In the morning I began to reflect on what to do now. First, we must take care of food. This, I thought, would be easy: the sea is full of fish, in the forest there are nuts, berries, bird nests, where you
No, if I were left alone on a desert island, I would surely be killed!