As the weather starts to turn chilly and the leaves begin to fall some may be inclined to bemoan the loss of yet another summer. But take heart! It could be worse!
You could be Robinson Crusoe, who was shipwrecked alone (well, with a dog and two cats) on a deserted island 357 years ago today, September 30, in fictitious history. It was rough at first – he named the island The Island of Despair – but he pulls himself up by his bootstraps and the story becomes the ultimate guide to making lemonade from life’s lemons (and cannibals). Intrigued? Stop by the library and pick up Robinson Crusoe by Daniel Defoe. It will make you feel better – if nothing else, it takes place on a tropical island.
Already read Robinson Crusoe? Afraid of shipwrecks? There are plenty of books on survivalist skills too. You know, just in case you ever find yourself on a deserted island.