The Wild Robot (The Wild Robot, #1)

by Peter Brown

Like a hatchling breaking from a shell, Roz climbed out into the world.

Clearly, the animals were experts at survival. Clearly, the robot was not.

The robot’s programming stopped her from being violent, but nothing stopped her from being annoying.

Me

Without a family, the unhatched gosling inside would surely die.

Noooo not kit connor

Thanks to Brightbill, the robot now had friends and shelter and help. Thanks to Brightbill, the robot had become better at surviving. In a way, Roz needed Brightbill as much as Brightbill needed Roz.

“Perhaps I am simply meant to help others.”

Maybe Roz really was defective, and some glitch in her programming had caused her to accidentally become a wild robot. Or maybe Roz was designed to think and learn and change; she had simply done those things better than anyone could have imagined.

This is what its like to go to college

She had saved him from certain death, and then he had saved her.