| Robinson Crusoe Written Anew for Children|
|by James Baldwin|
|Adaptation of the story of Robinson Crusoe for children. Relates how the shipwrecked sailor makes a new life for himself on the island, crafting shelter, food, and clothing for himself from the few tools he rescued from the ship and what he is able to find on the island. Living on the island for over twenty years before he is finally rescued, he reinvents almost everything necessary for daily sustenance. Ages 7-9 |
I AM ALARMED BY A VOICE
 AS soon as I touched the land, I fell upon my knees and gave
God thanks for bringing me safe out of so great danger.
I made the canoe fast to a rock by the shore, and lay down
on the grass.
I was so tired that I soon fell asleep and did not waken
once until the next morning.
I went up a little hill close by the shore, and looked
around to see what part of the island I was in.
To my right I saw some well-known trees which I had visited
when I was exploring the island. Then I knew that I was only
a little way from my summer house and that I could reach it
easily by walking.
I was sick of the sea, and I thought that nothing would be
so pleasant as a few days in my quiet bower.
 So, with my umbrella over my head, I started across the
country. It was a hot day, and I walked slowly.
I stopped often to rest, and did not reach my summer house
until it was growing dark.
I saw that everything was standing just as I had left it;
for I always kept it in good order.
As soon as I got over the fence, I sat down to rest; and I
was so tired that I fell asleep.
Then, all at once in the darkness, I heard a voice calling
me, "Robin, Robin, Robin Crusoe!"
I was so full of sleep that I did not wake up at once. But
between sleeping and waking I could hear somebody saying,
"Robin Crusoe, Robin Crusoe!"
I wondered who it could be, but I was still more than half
Then the voice screamed in my ear, "ROBIN CRUSOE!"
I sprang to my feet. I was frightened almost out of my wits.
Who in the world could be speaking my name in that place?
No sooner were my eyes well open than I saw in the dim light
of the moon my Poll Parrot sitting on a post quite close to
 "Poor Robin Crusoe," he said. "Poor Robin Crusoe."
He was looking down at me as though in pity.
He was but
repeating the words I had taught him. I knew that he was
glad to see me, as I also was glad to see him.
I let him sit on my thumb as he often did at home. He rubbed
his bill on my face and kept saying: "Poor Robin Crusoe!
Where are you? Where have you been?" and other words that he
I wondered how the bird had come to this place, for I had
left him at the castle. I asked him; "Why are you here,
But he answered me only by saying: "Poor Robin Crusoe! Where
have you been?"
I surely believe that the bird loved me.
In the morning I carried him with me back to my castle.
As for the canoe, I would gladly have brought it back to its
place in the little river. But I was afraid of being caught
again in the furious currents; and so I left it in the safe
cove on the other side of the island.
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