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My father
was German, but he worked in England. He married my mother, who was English.
Her family name was Robinson, so when I was born in England, they called me
Robinson, after her.
My father
did well in his business and I went to a good school. He wanted me to get a
good job, and live a quiet, pleasant life. But I wanted adventure and an
exciting life.
"I
want to be a sailor and go to sea," I told my mother and father. They were
very unhappy about this.
"Please don't go," my father said. "You won't be happy
you know. Sailors have a difficult and dangerous life. "Because I love
him, and he was unhappy, I tried to forget about the sea.
But I
couldn't forget, and about a year later, I saw a friend in town. His father had
a ship and my friend said to me, "We are sailing to London tomorrow. Why
don't you come with us?"
On
September 1st, 1651, I went to Hull. And the next day we sailed for London.
But, a few
days later, there was a strong wind. The sea was rough and dangerous, and the
ship went up and down, up and down. I was very ill, and was very afraid.
"Oh, I don't want to die!" I cried. "I want to live! If I live,
I will go home and never go to sea again!"
The next
day the wind stopped, and the sea was quiet and beautiful again.
"Well, Robinson," my friend laughed, "how do you feel
now? The wind wasn't too bad."
"What!" I cried. "It was a terrible storm!"
"Oh,
that wasn't a storm," my friend answered, "just a little wind. Forget
it, come and have a drink."
After a
few drinks with my friend, I felt better. I forgot about the danger, and
decided not to go home. I didn't want my friend to laugh at me!
I stayed
in London for some time, but I still, wanted to go to the sea. So, when the
captain (船长) of a ship
asked me to go with him to Guinea in Africa, I agreed. And so I went to the sea
for the second time.
It was a
good ship, and everything went well at first, but I was very ill again. Then
when we were near the Canary Islands, a Turkish pirate (海盗) ship came after us. They were
famous thieves of the sea at that time. There was a long, hard fight, but when
it finished, we and the ship were prisoners. The Turkish captain and his men
took us to Sale in Morocco. They wanted to sell us as slaves (奴隶) in the market. But in the end, the Turkish captain decided to keep
me for himself, and took me home with him. This was a sudden and terrible
change in my life. This Turkish captain was now my master.