With my goats and my pots and candles and my two very nice homes, I should have been very happy. But I still felt very lonely and wished I had someone to talk to. Seeing that there were a lot of parrots on the island, I caught a young one and tried to teach it how to speak. I named it Poll and at first it didn't say anything, but finally one day, Poll said, "Robinson Crusoe. Robinson Crusoe."
It was the first time in four years I'd heard someone say my name.