With those things I built my hut. And I lot of other stuff. Now I want food and I want sleep. I put up a large piece of wood on the shore where I had landed because wanted count the months and the years that I would spend there. Over the last few months, I spent a lot of time making my hut bigger and better. One day I started becoming very ill but some time later I started to prepare a medicine from tabacco. After It I started feel better. Than I travelled along the Island. (11/11/10)
Some months later, I started to plant corn and rice. On my third year on the island I was able to pick my rice and corn. I was pleased that I migth one day have bread. I made some pots. So I could cooking. For the rest of the year on the island I made those things and looked after my corn. When the corn grew, I baked my own bread. I built a canoe. When I tried to sailed the currents were so strong that my little boat was pulled far out to sea. But I was lucky. Around the lunch time the wind started growing. Suddenly it was very strong so I could go back to my island. I thanked God. But when I had been on the island for eleven years, I became worried that I had only a little gunpowder left. So my most important job now was to catch some goats and tame than. I hoped that I could keep tame goats and then kill them without using my gun. When I killed a goat, I dried its skin and I used the skins to make clothes to myself
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