It's time to set out on my own. I'm leaving New York with just a penknife, a ball of cord, an ax, some flint and steel, and 40 bucks. It doesn't sound like much, but I have more determination than you're likely to find in another boy my age. I'm headed to the Catskills to a land that is mine by birthright. Somewhere out there is an old beech tree with the name Gribley carved in it, and I'm going to find it.
I'm a little nervous about moving to the wilderness, but mostly I am excited about testing out my survival skills. I read several library books about survival, so I know that I have the knowledge, I just need to put it to the test. I've got my flint and steel, now how hard could starting a fire really be?
To the Catskills! Wish me luck!
Yours,
Sam (Ms. Stewart)
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