Robinson Crusoe | Simple English Audiobook (A2 level)

Robinson Crusoe The Voyage and the Storm

My name is Robinson Crusoe. I was born in the year 1632, in the city of York, in England. My

father was a good, honest man, and he wanted me to live a quiet, safe life. But I had other dreams.

From the time I was a boy, I wanted to go to sea and travel the world.

My father often said, “Robinson, stay home. A sailor’s life is full of

danger. Be happy with what you have.” But my heart was restless. I wanted

adventure. I wanted to see faraway lands and discover new things.

One day, when I was about nineteen, I met a friend who was planning to sail to London.

“Come with me,” he said. “It will be fun!” Without thinking, I agreed. I said nothing to

my parents. The next morning, I left home and walked to the harbor. The ship looked small,

but my heart was full of excitement. At first, everything was wonderful. The

wind was strong, the sea blue and bright. I felt free, like a bird.

But after two days, dark clouds appeared. The waves grew high, and the ship began

to rise and fall. The wind howled like a wild animal. I had never seen such power.

“Hold on!” shouted one of the sailors. “A storm is coming!”

Then came the rain — heavy, cold, endless. The sea was angry. The ship creaked and groaned. Water

poured over the deck. I was terrified. “Oh, God,” I prayed, “if You save me,

I will never go to sea again!” For twelve hours the storm raged. Finally,

it grew quiet. The sun broke through the clouds, and the sea turned calm again.

The sailors laughed. “That was nothing!” said one. “You’ll see worse before you die.”

I tried to smile, but inside I was still shaking. That night, when the ship reached a small port,

I got off and decided to go home. I remembered my promise to God.

But the next morning, my fear was gone, and my heart was full of desire again.

“I was foolish,” I told myself. “I can’t give up so easily.”

A few weeks later, I joined another ship — this time bound for Africa. The captain was kind and

promised to teach me everything about the sea. At first, the voyage was good. We saw dolphins,

flying fish, and beautiful sunsets. But then one morning, near the Canary Islands,

black sails appeared on the horizon. “Pirates!” someone shouted.

Before we could turn, their ship was beside ours. Men with swords and pistols climbed on board.

The fight was short. We were captured. The pirates were from Morocco. Their leader,

a tall man in a red turban, looked at me and said, “You will be my slave.”

For two years I worked for him, cleaning his house and caring for his fishing boats.

I often looked at the sea and dreamed of escape. Then one day, my master sent me out fishing with

a young Moorish boy named Xury. When we were far from land, I said softly, “Xury, if you help me,

we can be free. Do you want to go to sea with me?” He looked frightened. “Yes, master Robinson,” he

said. “If we run away, I will go with you.” We waited until night. The moon was small,

and the sea calm. When my master fell asleep, I took a gun, some food, and a little water, and

we quietly pushed the small boat away from shore. At first, we rowed hard, afraid someone would see

us. But by morning, we were far from land. The sun rose bright, and the sea was wide and endless. I