Joseph Rudyard Kipling was a journalist, short-story writer, poet, and novelist.
Kipling's works of fiction include The Jungle Book (1894), Kim (1901), and many short stories, including The Man Who Would Be King (1888). His poems include Mandalay (1890), Gunga Din (1890), The Gods of the Copybook Headings (1919), The White Man's Burden (1899), and 滨蹿鈥� (1910). He is regarded as a major innovator in the art of the short story; his children's books are classics of children's literature; and one critic described his work as exhibiting "a versatile and luminous narrative gift".
Kipling was one of the most popular writers in the United Kingdom, in both prose and verse, in the late 19th and early 20th centuries. Henry James said: "Kipling strikes me personally as the most complete man of genius (as distinct from fine intelligence) that I have ever known." In 1907, at the age of 41, he was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature, making him the first English-language writer to receive the prize, and its youngest recipient to date. He was also sounded out for the British Poet Laureateship and on several occasions for a knighthood, both of which he declined.
Awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1907 "in consideration of the power of observation, originality of imagination, virility of ideas and remarkable talent for narration which characterize the creations of this world-famous author."
Kipling kept writing until the early 1930s, but at a slower pace and with much less success than before. On the night of 12 January 1936, Kipling suffered a haemorrhage in his small intestine. He underwent surgery, but died less than a week later on 18 January 1936 at the age of 70 of a perforated duodenal ulcer. Kipling's death had in fact previously been incorrectly announced in a magazine, to which he wrote, "I've just read that I am dead. Don't forget to delete me from your list of subscribers."
鈥淭hou art of the Jungle and not of the Jungle. And I am only a black panther. But I love thee, Little Brother.鈥�
Written over a century ago, Rudyard Kipling's The Jungle Book: Mowgli's Story continues to resonate as it takes us from one adventure to the next. I'd seen adaptations of the stories presented here (beginning with Mowgli being raised by wolves with the help of Baloo the Bear), but there's nothing like revisiting the original tales. Quite satisfying!
My first read of the month is complete! I listened to the audiobook and it definitely heightened everything, it had sound effects and the narrators really brought everything to life!
It's funny, I've gone though my whole life thinking that I grew up without reading The Jungle Book (with the exception of the story Rikki Tikki Tavi, which I remember my mother reading to me one night). But now having just finished reading aloud to my son the three Mowgli stories that comprise this edition (gorgeously illustrated by ), I know that at least I made an attempt. One early scene has, I realize now, stayed with me always. It's when Bagheera tells Mowgli that what separates him as a man cub from the other animals, and why they will always fear him, is that none can meet his gaze without looking away. This made a huge impression on me, and I remember testing it out on our cats (they did always look away). It's a gorgeously written and quietly gut-wrenching scene, so it's not so surprising that it stuck with me. But what bemuses me about it, is that all this time when I thought of this passage, I remembered it as a scene taking place between Aslan and Lucy Pevensie in one the Narnia books, though which one I would have been hard pressed to say!
Anyway, I'm glad to be able to say that I now, indisputably, know Mowgli's story, but I can't honestly say I enjoyed reading it. I was frankly bored by the monkey battle story (although I liked the ruined city), and I could tell that much of the council rock scenes went well over my son's head. As is my wont when we've embarked on a book and I'm sort of starting to regret it, I offered my son the choice of abandoning it, and as his wont, he chose to press on. He has more patience than I do, or else he still has the ability, which I dimly remember possessing, of finding every book presented to him as worthy of his attention. This only applies to what I read aloud, alas, as he does not read very much on his own.
I found this book at the children's section of the library, and was impressed that it said "unabridged" and that the language clearly hadn't been modernized at all. I sort of missed the part of the title that stated, "Mowgli's Story". So yes, those three stories were unabridged, and also included the poems that introduce and end each story. But it was not the complete and unabridged Jungle Books.
I read it to my 6-year old, who enjoyed both the stories and the illustrations, though he tuned out the poems and did gymnastics in bed instead. The language is old fashioned and complicated for a child, and I had to stop and explain things from time to time. On the bright side, it made it easy to gloss over some of the more brutal and grisly elements! And the stories themselves are timeless adventures with great characters.
My 9-year old was less enthralled, and only listened to part of the book. She did perk up at one point and enthusiastically agreed with me that Neil Gaiman must have been inspired by the Jungle Books when he wrote . There is one scene in particular that is straight out of the Jungle Book! But even that wasn't enough to keep her interest. She prefers graveyards and ghouls to jungles and monkeys. (Then again, so do I.)
It was a great joy to have my father, mother and elder sister take turns reading this book to me. Make sure that the next generation in your family also has the benefit of having this book read to them.
although i was so eager to read it before starting, i still held a prejudice against the book, expecting an orientalist approach from the author, a british man lived when the empire's power was at its peak. it later turned out to me that kipling was born and raised in india, so he wasn't a complete outsider -and apparently he knew what he wrote about- and proved me wrong in my biases to some extent. kipling's language throughout the book is so poetic and beautiful as well.
as for this edition of the book, it's certainly wonderful. the design, the illustrations, everything. there are quite a few really good colourpencil drawings by nicola bayley in it, so i strongly advice you to get this edition if you want to read the book.
I was reading the illustrated Jungle Book available on gutenberg but gave up when i got to the end of the Mowgli stories. Its fine, pretty much what you might expect. Its knockoff is actually much better despite Burroughs generally inferior writing abilities.
Es war unfassbar interessant, die Geschichten um Mogli, Balu, Baghira und Kaa zu lesen. Neben den bekannten Gesichtern aus dem Disneyfilm gibt es noch zahlreiche wichtige und faszinierende Nebencharaktere, die den einzelnen Geschichten noch mehr Tiefe verleihen.
The Jungle Book is indefinitely the most celebrated children's story book, a classic, since it first got published a century ago. Without doubt, it has made every kid's imagination run wild in the early childhood years; similarly, I was that kid who was completely smitten by Mowgli and in drooling fascination about life in the jungle.
Well, picking up this book two decades later did not make me love it less, nor more. Regardless of the no-alteration of how much the book meant to me as a young girl, I must admit that my outlook about The Jungle Book has changed slightly. It is not just a story about animals in the jungle caring for a young human boy - I think (or so I overthink).
This might be the results of re-reading it under the prevailing confined circumstances of Covid-19 where humanity has been put in a cage oblivious of life in the wild.
The way I now perceive The Jungle Book, Mowgli is not a mere human-child to be raised by the wolves. It is rather a metaphor where Mowgli represents evolution among the animals in the jungle, which explains why he is honoured among the pack not only for his genetic differences, but rather, he is seen as seed of potential for further growth.
But growth of what really ? Consciousness, odds-on. Also, putting two and two together, The Jungle Book has been published in the late 1800s; the timeline of which is not at all further skewed from Darwin's publication of The Origin of Species. So yes, my new outlook sprouts from there.
While as a child, I was in awe of Baloo's and Bagheera's protection of Mowgli all throughout, I am now in admiration of his rapport with Kaa - the snake. It is known for a fact that snakes represent consciousness and mind-awakening in almost all the scriptures; which may as well be the reason why it is feared so much. As a parallel, I interpret Kaa to be Mowgli's exploration of his own consciousness while finding his way in the jungle.
With a little more hindsight, it does not strike me less that the jungle is a mere metaphor of the society in which we live; the animals - good and bad - are our daily encounters in life, right. We all have our battles, and while some we choose, others remain helpless confrontations, but luckily we all have our unique Baloos & Bagheeras to protect us along our paths.
But what about Kaa ? Is Kaa our inner-voice ? We are all in search of meaning with the aim to be closer with ourselves. Then eventually, we all save ourselves. We are our own protectors and saviours. This is the law of the jungle.
I liked this a great deal more than Barrie's , largely because I loved the jungle's atmosphere. It was so pensive and believable, and I appreciated how respectable the animals were. In , I was disappointed when Neverland failed to come across as the whimsical and childishly innocent place I expected it to be, so I'd definitely recommend Kipling's Disney counterpart over Barrie's. This version only had the short stories featuring Mowgli, so I didn't get the whole scope of the narrative, but the gist was good enough.
This book contains poems and three unabridged stories about Mowgli, a little boy who is raised by the wolves as a man-cub. He learns the Law of the Jungle, gets kidnapped by the Monkey People, and fights the tiger, Shere Khan.
"The Jungle Book" is a great classic, and this version is especially wonderful because of the gorgeous full-color illustrations by Nicola Bayley. Both children and adults will find this book to be delightful.
Jungle Book was my younger brother's favourite film to watch, so I've watched the Disney version more times than I can count, but it was still nice to experience the original book by Kipling. I loved how much more depth there was to each of the characters - I feel my view of characters like Kaa and Shere Khan were quite one-dimensional from the cartoon (honestly, Kaa = "look at me in the eyesssss" and not much more than that) but there is a lot more to him. The interactions between the different animals are explored so much more in the book, for instance Mowgli's involvement in the wolf pack and the cubs. And I really liked that I could picture him happily going through the jungle with Baloo and Bagheera.
I read an adapted version of Pinocchio recently and now have listened to this one, which is brilliantly narrated with different voices for all the different animals, and will continue to track down childhood favourites to listen to. Disney is amazing, but there is so much more detail in the books that I want to explore.
Mowgli's stories have fascinated me since I was a little girl. I decided to reread these stories to find out if it was just something that had been a kid's story or whether I would still enjoy them.
I read an abridged (Scholastic Books) version of the Jungle Books somewhere in grade school. Later (I have no idea when) I read the full version of these episodic tales. Then, I saw the Disney cartoon (still haven't forgiven them for turning Kaa into a villain), which I actually like. The book is less One Big Epic and more a collection of short stories, the order of when they were written does not match the order of what happens when in Mowgli's life, though, read in order of when they were written, the tales do build on each other in a way they don't if you read in chronological order of Mowgli's life story.
Lay aside your opinions of the author and his time, his political views (dated), and leap whole heartedly into a fable, a myth of epic proportions. This is a Time Before Time, when orphaned kids could join a wolfpack and have a heroic black panther, a grumpy old wise bear, and a thirty foot python as teachers. This is when you could learn the language of the animals and the laws of the jungle and simply run under the stars and hunt and eat and sleep and bathe in clear streams.
And figure out what to do about that man eating tiger hunting you.
The tales are full of faerie tale archetypes. We all recognize the Lawful Dark Hero when he is Batman or Zorro or Bagheera. We know the wise and grumpy old wizard when he is Gandalf or Baloo. We come to understand that the terrifying power of a thirty foot python can be understood, and aligned with. We run with the pack, leap through the trees, and see the beauties and dangers of this primeval world.
I remember trying to walk silently like Mowgli. Of naming a six foot plush snake Kaa. Of trying to name half a dozen black cats Bagheera (sadly we could only have cats outdoors and they all perished). I eventually volunteered with some wildlife rehabbers and found myself standing next to a full grown lioness (with only thin wire between us), played with a four month old tiger cub (more powerful than you can imagine), held hawks and owls on my hand, came to appreciate scavengers like vultures. I got my own "wolfpack" of rescued Siberian huskies, and "ran with the pack" on sled or bike or rig. I helped hold up the weight (with many other volunteers) of a very large python. I attended programs other wildlife outfits did with wolves and leopards and bears.
Probably, it was all Mowgli's fault.
Read this book as the classic it is. then go have some of your own adventures.
Forget everything you think you know about The Jungle Book.
If your only point of reference is the Disney rendition of Mowgli 鈥� charming, melodic, and entirely sanitised 鈥� kindly proceed to erase your memory. Perform a full mental format. Place that hard drive in the microwave on "max" for half an hour. Let us begin anew.
Shock the First: Kipling鈥檚 The Jungle Book is far more than the story of Mowgli 鈥� whose arc, incidentally, occupies merely two of the collection鈥檚 tales.
Shock the Second: Shere Khan, fearsome tiger, meets his end not in a climactic personal battle, but by being trampled to death by buffalo. A demise oddly reminiscent of another fallen feline patriarch in Disney鈥檚 cinematic canon 鈥� yes, Mufasa.
But let us proceed with proper decorum and chronology. Rudyard Kipling鈥檚 The Jungle Book, first published in 1894, comprises a series of short stories, and stands today as a quintessential artefact of British imperial literature. And when I say "imperial," I do not do so lightly. However fond we may be of Kipling鈥檚 literary flair, he remains, unavoidably, a product of his time and empire 鈥� a man for whom planting a flag was tantamount to a declaration of divine right. ("No flag? Ah, splendid 鈥� we鈥檒l just affix ours here. Congratulations, you鈥檙e now British.")
Though popularly imagined as a children鈥檚 tale, The Jungle Book is, in truth, a sophisticated mosaic of narratives, replete with moral instruction and veiled (or not-so-veiled) political subtext 鈥� many of which may sit uneasily with the sensibilities of the 21st-century adult reader.
As previously noted, Mowgli鈥檚 adventures 鈥� the boy reared by wolves 鈥� are not the sole content of the work. Indeed, they are arguably the least overtly colonial in flavour (on the surface, at least 鈥� a closer reading invites further speculation). The book includes several equally important stories, each accompanied by verse, underscoring Kipling鈥檚 dual aim: to address both the youthful and the morally contemplative adult reader. That is, readers with a concern for law, order, and the so-called greater good 鈥� as Kipling, of course, defined these terms.
One of the more striking themes is the famed 鈥淟aw of the Jungle鈥�: a symbolic code governing the animal realm 鈥� which, spoiler alert, is not nearly as wild as it appears. It is, rather, rigorously structured, rule-bound, and intolerant of deviation. Discipline and obedience are paramount, and those who defy the law 鈥� such as the anarchic monkey-folk who abduct Mowgli 鈥� are swiftly rendered outcasts and legitimate prey. Enter Baloo, Bagheera, and the titanic python Kaa, who dispense jungle justice with admirable efficiency. In other words: stray from the flock, and you鈥檙e fair game.
Kipling鈥檚 prose is vivid and rhythmically engaging 鈥� brimming with imagery and a strong narrative cadence. Nevertheless, any contemporary reading must contend with the ideological undertones. The text often betrays an unapologetic admiration for hierarchy, authority, and the subjugation of the "Other" 鈥� ideals closely aligned with the ethos of British imperial rule.
And yet, for all its ideological provocations, The Jungle Book endures as a work of literary merit, layered in meaning and rich in aesthetic quality. It straddles myth, morality, and politics 鈥� and, for that reason, continues (or ought to continue) to be read and discussed not only by children, but by adults with a taste for nuance and an eye for the uncomfortable truths that literature sometimes reveals.
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I really loved this book. It has some poems and songs inside. I never red the jungle book before but like every one I saw the Disney movie. It does not even come close to the book. There was no little elephant, next to nothing about Hathi. Balou was very important because he was a bear and he was very intelligent. Lazy but intelligent. In the Disney movie Bagheera looks more intelligent but that isn't true. Bagheera loved Mowgli but would spoil him to death. All thought Bagheera agrees that Balou is a fine tutor. No king Louie here, monkeys yes but they aren't in search of fire... Kaa still looks alike but has class and is more deaf. I really liked this new story a found. This is really worth your while even though it is a children's book.
Definitely not the cutesy story re-imagined by Disney, although it has many of the same elements.
Baloo the bear teaches Mowgli essential survival skills (not the silly "bare necessities" of the film). Bagheera, the panther, and Ka, the python, are his lifelong friends and protectors. The elephants are masters of destruction.
Kipling succeeds in telling a compelling story of the advantages and disadvantages of life in the jungle (it's not a cut and dry diatribe against civilization). Watching Mowgli grow into an understanding of his humanity (including a scene when he experiences his first tears) is very touching.
I thoroughly enjoyed the dramatized version put out by Audible.
I had never read the classic Jungle book, I had only ever seen the Disney animated film, and did not imagine how different it could be, or that there are other stories that have nothing to do with Mowgli the man cub. The stories are fantastic and, for lack of a better word, cute. Kipling's storytelling is immersing and elegant, but it's hard to imagine these stories would appeal to young children, as heavy as they are with language and social context. But I liked them, I feel that it's a classic worth reading.
I missed the fact that this volume contains only the first three stories of The Jungle Book. I'm a gonna have to hunt down a version with all of them. I read The Jungle Book multiple times when I was a kid, and apparently I retained very little of what I was reading. These stories were unfamiliar. The two things that really stood out to me in contrast with my memory was how Indian the book was (I had forgotten that it was set in India) and the character of Mowgli. Perhaps I'm too influenced by the movie?