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Um robô é capaz de sobreviver na natureza selvagem?
Peter Brown sempre foi fascinado por robôs e pela natureza, e depois de anos imaginando, escrevendo e desenhando, ele deu vida a Roz, uma robô que, ao abrir os olhos pela primeira vez, se vê sozinha numa ilha.
Ela não tem a menor ideia de como foi parar ali, mas foi programada para sobreviver. Depois de suportar uma tempestade intensa e es¬capar de ursos furiosos, ela se dá conta de que sua única esperança é se adaptar ao ambiente, e vai ter que aprender isso com os nada simpáticos animais que ha¬bitam a ilha.
Tudo parece melhorar quando Roz consegue, aos poucos, se aproximar dos bichos e criar um laço inquebrável com um filhote de ganso abandonado. Mas sua natureza é diferente, e o misterioso passado da robô, que a levou àquele ambiente selvagem, está prestes a retornar para assombrá-la.
Robô selvagem é uma história co¬movente e cheia de aventuras sobre o que acontece quando a natureza e a tecnolo¬gia colidem inesperadamente, como os humanos afetam o mundo ao nosso redor e o que significa estar vivo.
261 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 5, 2016
Roz - a standard issue manual labor robot - is stranded on an island.
"One year ago, I awoke on the shore of island. I was just a machine. I functioned. But you --- my friends and my family --- have taught me how to live."
If you haven't guessed already, I abso-freaking-lutely loved this book. The storyline was so strong and Roz's transformation was just perfect.
“But I do not know how to act like a mother.”
“Oh, it’s nothing, you just have to provide the gosling with food and water and shelter, make him feel loved but don’t pamper him too much, keep him away from danger...And that’s really all there is to motherhood!”
Audiobook Comments
"I'll tell you what: If I could do it all over again, I'd spend more time helping others."
‘She discovered that all the different animals shared one common language; they just spoke the language in different ways. You might say each species spoke with its own unique accent.’
‘[I]t was a quiet spring. There were fewer insects buzzing, fewer birds singing, fewer rodents rustling. Many creatures had frozen to death over the winter. And as the last of the snow melted away, their corpses were slowly revealed. The wilderness really can be ugly sometimes. But from that ugliness came beauty. You see, those poor dead creatures returned to the earth, their bodies nourished the soil, and they helped create the most dazzling spring bloom the island had ever known.’
‘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. However it happened, Roz felt lucky to have lived such an amazing life. And every moment had been recorded in her computer brain. Even her earliest memories were perfectly clear. She could still see the sun shining through the gash in her crate. She could still hear the waves crashing against the shore. She could still smell the salt water and the pine trees. Would she ever see and hear and smell those things again? Would she ever again climb a mountain, or build a lodge, or play with a goose? Not just a goose. A son. Brightbill had been Roz’s son from the moment she picked up his egg. She had saved him from certain death, and then he had saved her. He was the reason Roz had lived so well.’
‘If I could do it all over again, I'd spend more time helping others. All I've ever done is dig tunnels. Some of them were real beauties too, but they're all hidden underground, where they're no good to anyone but me.’

