I lived alone on the island for many years. I hunted goats with my gun, and later I kept a small farm of tame goats for milk and meat. One day I found some green plants near my house. They were English barley and rice. The seeds came from an old bag from the ship. I planted them, and in time I had bread. I made pots from clay and dried them in the sun. I made clothes and an umbrella from goat skins. I taught a parrot to speak. His name was Poll, and he said, poor Robinson Crusoe, where are you? Sometimes I was very sad. But I read the Bible from the ship, and I thanked God for my life.