Rating: 3 Stars ★★★☆☆
It was seven o’clock of a very warm evening in the Seeonee hills when Father Wolf woke up from his day’s rest, scratched himself, yawned, and spread out his paws one after the other to get rid of the sleepy feeling in their tips.
When Father Wolf and Mother Wolf find a man-cub in the jungle, they anger the greedy tiger Shere Khan by refusing to surrender it to his jaws, and rear the child as their own. But when little Mowgli grows up, the pack can no longer defend him. He must learn the secret of fire, and with the help of his friends Bagheera the panther and Baloo the bear, he faces his nemesis at last.
I never read The Jungle Book as a child, I only ever saw the movie. So it was interesting for me to see how different it is from the Disney movie.
The basic premis is the same, but many of the characters are different, particularly Kaa and Bagheera. The Bagheera of the book isn’t the stern mentor of the movie, in fact, he’s really nice.
“But think how small he is,” said the Black Panther, who would have spoiled Mowgli if he had his own way. “How can his little head carry all thy long talk”
Also, The Jungle Book is not solely about Mowgli and his adventures. It is actually a collection of different stories. They are all set in India and I really enjoyed them all. Rikki Tikki Tavi in particular, a story I thought was even a bit better than Mowgli’s story.
All in all, it was a really enjoyable book, though I liked the movie better.
Sweet collection of children’s stories.