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Bhuvaneshwari.G XII - B
 ACKNOWLEDGEMENT

A project usually falls short of its expectations unless guided by the

right person at the right time. I sincerely appreciate the
inspiration; support and guidance of all those people who
have been instrumental in making this project a success. At
this juncture I feel deeply honored in expressing my sincere
thanks to our respectable principal Mrs. Mala Sivakumar for giving
me this golden opportunity. Im highly indebted to my English teacher
Mr. Miller to whom I express my gratitude for his supervision
and encouragement. I also extend my gratitude to my
friends, who assisted me in compiling the project and for their
critical advice and guidance without which this project would
not have been possible. I place a deep sense of gratitude to
my family members who have been a constant source of
inspiration during the preparation of this project work.

- Bhuvaneshwari
 CONTENTS
Author - 4

About the book - 6

Chapter 1 - 9

Chapter 2 - 14

Chapter 3 - 19

Chapter 4 - 25

Chapter 5 - 29

Chapter 6 - 33

Chapter 7 - 39

Review - 44

Conclusion - 45

Bibliography - 47
 Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling was born on December 30, 1865,

in Bombay, India. He was educated in England but
returned to India in 1882. A decade later, Kipling
married Caroline Balestier and settled in
Brattleboro, Vermont, where he wrote The Jungle
Book (1894), among a host of other works that
made him hugely successful. Kipling was the
recipient of the 1907 Nobel Prize in Literature. He
died in 1936.
 His Works:
A prolific writer, he achieved fame quickly. Kipling was
the poet of the British Empire and its yeoman, the
common soldier, whom he glorified in many of his
works, in particular Plain Tales from the Hills (1888)
and Soldiers Three (1888), collections of short stories
with roughly and affectionately drawn soldier portraits.
His Barrack Room Ballads (1892) were written for, as
much as about, the common soldier. In 1894 appeared
his Jungle Book, which became a children's classic all
over the world. Kim (1901), the story of Kimball O'Hara
and his adventures in the Himalayas, is perhaps his
most felicitous work. Other works include The Second
Jungle Book (1895), The Seven Seas (1896), Captains
Courageous (1897), The Day's Work (1898), Stalky and
Co. (1899), Just So Stories (1902), Trafficks and
Discoveries (1904), Puck of Pook's Hill (1906), Actions
and Reactions (1909), Debits and Credits(1926), Thy
Servant a Dog (1930), and Limits and Renewals (1932).
During the First World War Kipling wrote some
propaganda books. His collected poems appeared in
1933.
 About the book

The Jungle Book (1894) is a collection of

stories by English author Rudyard Kipling. The
stories are fables, using animals in
an anthropomorphic manner to give moral
lessons. The book is arranged with a story in
each chapter. Each story is followed by a
poem that serves as an epigram.
Rudyard Kiplings _The Jungle Book_ is an
enjoyable read which revolves around the
lives and troubles of different animals and the
people who interact with them, it has a
 surprising amount of depth coupled with
rather pleasant prose.

The most famous of these stories are probably those

that revolve around Mowgli, the jungle boy raised by
wolves in India whose adventures with Baloo the bear
and Bagheera the panther against the machinations of
Shere Khan the tiger are fairly well-known (even
resulting in a typically watered-down Disney movie
from many years ago).

The stories:
Mowgli's Brothers
Kaa's Hunting
Tiger! Tiger!
The White Seal
Rikki-Tikki-Tavi
Toomai of the Elephants
Her Majesty's Servants
 1. Mowglis Brothers
"It was seven o'clock of a very warm evening" when Father Wolf wakes
up. How does he know the precise time? Does he check his watch? His
iPhone? He's about to go hunt, when Tabaqui the jackal slinks up to
cause trouble. He says that Shere Khan"the Big One"has shifted his
hunting ground.
Father Wolf is angry because this tiger will scare away all the game,
making it harder for him to hunt.
Mother Wolf chimes in that the villagers hate "the Lame One", and they
might get angry enough to set the grass on fire to scare him away.
Speak of the devil; they all hear Shere Khan roaring up a storm.
Father Wolf doesn't understand why he does that; all he's doing is
scaring everything away.
Mother Wolf interprets the roar differently: She says the tiger is hunting
Man.
The narrator tells us that it's against the Law of the Jungle to eat Man,
so when the young man's cub just walks up to them, Father Wolf gently
carries him back to Mother Wolf.
They're impressed that the man's cub isn't afraid, so they decide to
raise him.
Inside their cave is safe because it's too narrow for Shere Khan to get
insidehe sure tries, though, sticking his big furry head in the cave's
mouth.
Mother Wolf yells at him, saying that one day the man's cub will grow
up to hunt him.
Shere Khan backs away, swearing to gobble that man cub up someday.
After the tiger leaves, Mother Wolf names the man's cub Mowgli, which
means "little frog".
Later, they take Mowgli to Council Rock to introduce him to the Pack,
especially Akela, the great Lone Wolf who leads them.
When they present Mowgli to Akela, Shere Khan shows up (who invited
him?) and says, "The cub is mine!".
Akela says that, according to the Law of the Jungle, "if there is any
dispute as to the right of a cub to be accepted by the Pack, he must be
spoken for by at least two members of the Pack who are not his father
and mother".
Baloo the bear and Bagheera the Black Panther speak up for Mowgli; to
sweeten the deal, Bagheera promises a fat bull to buy Mowgli's safety.
Bagheera kills the bull, and Akela agrees to admit Mowgli into the
Seeonee Wolf-Pack.
Now we skip ten or eleven years while Mowgli is taught everything he
needs to know by Father Wolf, Bagheera, and Balooit's like the text
version of a montage.
By this point, Akela is an old wolf, and Bagheera fears the day is nigh
that he will no longer rule the pack.
He's really worried, because Shere Khan is always lurking around trying
to convince the younger wolves that a man-cub has no place with the
pack.

Bagheera tells Mowgli that they have to strike Shere Khan first.
He advises Mowgli to sneak down to the village and take "Red Flower"
for Shere Khan. No, he isn't deathly allergic to rosesRed Flower is
what they call fire.
Mowgli creeps to the village and steals a pot-full of red-hot charcoal.
On the way, he spots Akela try to eat a sambhur, but instead get kicked
by it. #huntingfail
Back in the jungle, Mowgli tends to the Red Flower to keep it burning all
night long.
At the next council meeting, Shere Khan is there, trying to take control
of the Pack: "Give me the man-cub or I will hunt here always, and not
give you one bone", he says.
Akela says they are cowardly if they let Shere Khan kill the man-cub,
pointing out that "He is our brother in all but blood".
He says he will agree to step down as leader without fighting if they
simply let Mowgli go.They don't really care, probably because a deer
almost took Akela out earlier, and the wolves gather around Shere
Khan.
Bagheera tells Mowgli it is time for them to fight, so Mowgli flings the
fire-pot at Shere Khan, setting the grass aflame.
Mowgli says that he will leave for the village of man, and he promises
not to betray the wolves as they have betrayed him.
For good measure, he whacks Shere Khan in the head with a branch.
Bagheera tells Mowgli to spare Akela, so he tells the wolves that Akela
is free to live as he pleases.
As the fire closes in, Mowgli leaves with the only creatures that stood by
his side: Akela, Bagheera, and a handful of wolves.
Mowgli starts crying for the first time ever: "Am I dying, Bagheera? he
asks.
Bagheera says they are only tears.
Mowgli says goodbye to Mother and Father Wolf, then he heads down
the hillside, alone, "to meet those mysterious things that are called
men"

Hunting-Song of the Seeonee Pack

As the dawn was breaking the Sambhur belled
Once, twice and again!
And a doe leaped up, and a doe leaped up
From the pond in the wood where the wild deer sup.
This I, scouting alone, beheld,
Once, twice and again!
As the dawn was breaking the Sambhur belled
Once, twice and again!
And a wolf stole back, and a wolf stole back
To carry the word to the waiting pack,
And we sought and we found and we bayed on his track
Once, twice and again!
As the dawn was breaking the Wolf Pack yelled
Once, twice and again!
Feet in the jungle that leave no mark!
Eyes that can see in the dark--the dark!
Tongue--give tongue to it! Hark! O hark!
Once, twice and again!
 2. Kaas hunting
Remember back in Chapter 1 when we were told the story was going
to skip ten or eleven years? This chapter takes place somewhere in
the middle of that period.

Baloo is teaching Mowgli the Laws of the Jungle, which include the
Master-Words of all the different animals.
Mowgli can chirp like a bird, and speak to snakes.
In his own language, Mowgli starts talking about how he'll have a tribe
of his own one day, and swing from the branches all day.
Baloo is angry, because this new fantasy means that Mowgli has been
hanging out with the Monkey-People.
Mowgli confesses that the monkeys once carried him up into the trees
and gave him nice things to eat. Baloo tells Mowgli that yes, it must be
nice that they play all day, but the Monkey-People have no Law. They're
lawless. Like Lucy.
He tells Mowgli to never associate with them again, and Bagheera is
miffed at Baloo for monkeying around and not warning Mowgli of the
monkeys sooner.
The three of them lie down for a midday nap, and while Mowgli is
sleeping, little monkey arms come down from the trees and carry him
away.
As Mowgli is carried away by the monkeys, he spots Chil the Kite and
tells him in bird-talk to tell Baloo and Bagheera where the monkeys are
taking him. Back where Mowgli was snatched, Baloo and Bagheera are
arguing. Okay, it's not much of an argument: Bagheera is blaming Baloo
for everything, and Baloo is blaming himself.
They decide they have to fetch Kaa the Rock Python to help them
against the Bandar-log, a.k.a. the Monkey-People.
When they reach the big snake, Bagheera starts telling him about all
the nasty rumors the Bandar-log have been spreading about him.
Kaa agrees to help them recover Mowgli, but they have no idea where
the monkeys took him. Just in time, Chil the Kite swoops down to say
that Mowgli was taken to the Cold Lairs, an old deserted city deep in the
jungle. Over in the ruins, Mowgli has decided he doesn't really like this
whole carefree kind of life. Also, they're not feeding him, so he's
grumpy. Mowgli wonders whether he can escape, while Baloo,
Bagheera, and Kaa split up to surround them.
When Bagheera comes sliding into a cluster of monkeys, other monkeys
grab Mowgli and hide him inside a giant dome.
Bagheera gets swarmed by monkeys and has to hide in a water tank.
Baloo stars punching monkeys left and right, and then Kaa shows up
and scares all the monkeys away.

Kaa breaks open the dome where Mowgli is trapped and frees him.
Mowgli looks so yummy, Kaa suggests that he might eat him someday,
but Mowgli agrees to repay Kaa someday by driving goats toward him.
Being hungry now, Kaa begins "The Dance of the Hunger of Kaa", a
dance which hypnotizes all the monkeys in the area, and Kaa leads
them away like he's the Pied Piper.
Baloo and Bagheera are relieved to have Mowgli back, but Bagheera
still has to punish him by giving him "half a dozen love-taps".
Now that he's punished, everyone can move on with their lives. Mowgli
falls asleep on Bagheera's back, and the Panther carries Mowgli to
Mother Wolf's cave.

Road-Song of the Bandar-Log

 Here we go in a flung festoon,
Half-way up to the jealous moon!
Don't you envy our peaceful bands?
Don't you wish you had extra hands?
Wouldn't you like if your tails were--so--
Curved in the shape of a Cupid's bow?
Now you're angry, but--never mind,
Brother, thy tail hangs down behind!

Here we sit in a branchy row,

Thinking of beautiful things we know;
Dreaming of deeds that we mean to do,

All complete, in a minute or two--

Something noble and wise and good,
Done by merely wishing we could.

We've forgotten, but--never mind,

Brother, thy tail hangs down behind!
All the talk we ever have heard
Uttered by bat or beast or bird--
Hide or fin or scale or feather--
Jabber it quickly and all together!
Excellent! Wonderful! Once again!

Now we are talking just like men!

Let's pretend we are ... never mind,
Brother, thy tail hangs down behind!
This is the way of the Monkey-kind.

Then join our leaping lines that scum fish through the pines,
That rocket by where, light and high, the wild grape swings.
By the rubbish in our wake, and the noble noise we make,
Be sure, be sure, we're going to do some splendid things!
 3. Tiger!
Tiger!
Okay, we're going back to immediately where the first tale left off. Got
it? Good.
Mowgli leaves Mother Wolf's cave and heads down to the village.
The villagers are initially afraid of Mowgli, but one woman, Messua,
thinks that Mowgli looks just like her son, who was taken by a tiger.
She takes him and feeds him, and he learns to speak the language of
menhe's still not comfortable sleeping under a roof, though, so he
sleeps outside.
One night, Grey Brother (Mother Wolf's eldest) comes up to him and
tells him that Shere Khan swears to return.
Mowgli's, like, um, remember you guys kicked me out of the Pack? Why
should I care?
Grey Brother tells him that it's highly likely the men will kick him out
of their pack, too, so keep that in mind.

Mowgli struggles learning the ways of men, and considers killing the
kids who make fun of him, but "it was unsportsmanlike to kill little
naked cubs". At night, all the men gather around and tell wild tales
about the jungle. Mowgli laughs because he knows all these stories are
made-up superstitions, especially the one about the ghost tiger.
Buldeo, the village hunter, gets all up in Mowgli's face and is like, oh
yeah, well, if he's so real, why don't you go hunt him down?
The headman says that Mowgli should help herd buffalo to temper his
impertinence, and Mowgli is happy to be with buffalo instead of men.
While the buffalo graze, Mowgli gossips with Grey Brother, who says
that Shere Khan has come back and means to kill Mowgli. Mowgli is
like, bring it on. Grey Brother agrees to tell Mowgli when Shere Khan
plans on making his pounce. Finally, the day arrives, but Mowgli has a
plan: He will ride Rama, the largest buffalo, and with the help of Grey
Brother and Akela (the cast-out wolf leader), they will surround Shere
Khanwho is sleeping in the ravinewith the herd of buffalo and
trample him. They surround him, and Shere Khan is squished by buffalo.
Mowgli decides to skin him, but skinning a ten-foot tiger is tough, and
while he's trying to peel that off, Buldeo the hunter shows up and acts
like the tiger's pelt belongs to him.
Mowgli's like, you gotta be kidding me, and he summons Akela over as
though the old wolf is his familiar.

Buldeo thinks this is some sort of sorcery, and he runs back to the
village.
That night, Mowgli returns the buffalo to the village. To repay him, the
villagers chuck rocks at him and call him names like "Sorcerer!" and
"Jungle-demon!
Buldeo shoots at Mowgli, and when he hits a buffalo instead, he knows
it's not because he's a terrible shot but instead that Mowgli just came
out of the matrix or something and can move bullets in the air.
Mowgli says goodbye to Messua, who believes that he has avenged her
son's death, and heads back to the jungle with the wolves.
He wears the hide of Shere Khan and presents himself to the Pack at
Council Rock.
The wolves are impressed with Mowgli's feat, and they want Akela to
lead them again; they are sick of lawlessness.
Bagheera says, "That may not be. [] Ye fought for freedom, and it is
yours. Eat it, O Wolves". In other words, you can't have your
freedom and a leader too.
Mowgli leaves the wolves behind and decides to live by himself in the
jungle.
We're told that "years afterwards he became a man and married.
 Mowgli's Song
THAT HE SANG AT THE COUNCIL ROCK WHEN HE DANCED ON SHERE KHAN'S HIDE

The Song of Mowgli--I, Mowgli, am singing. Let the jungle

Listen to the things I have done.
Shere Khan said he would kill--would kill! At the gates in the
Twilight he would kill Mowgli, the Frog!
He ate and he drank. Drink deep, Shere Khan, for when wilt thou
Drink again? Sleep and dream of the kill.
I am alone on the grazing-grounds. Gray Brother, come to me!
Come to me, Lone Wolf, for there is big game afoot!
Bring up the great bull buffaloes, the blue-skinned herd bulls
With the angry eyes. Drive them to and fro as I order.
Sleepest thou still, Shere Khan? Wake, oh, wake! Here come I,
and the bulls are behind.
Rama, the King of the Buffaloes, stamped with his foot. Waters of
The Waingunga, whither went Shere Khan?
He is not Ikki to dig holes, nor Mao, the Peacock that he should
Fly. He is not Mang the Bat, to hang in the branches. Little
Bamboos that creak together, tell me where he ran?
Ow! He is there. Ahoo! He is there. Under the feet of Rama
lies the Lame One! Up, Shere Khan!
Up and kill! Here is meat; break the necks of the bulls!
Hsh! He is asleep. We will not wake him, for his strength is
Very great. The kites have come down to see it. The black
Ants have come up to know it. There is a great assembly in his
Honor.
Alala! I have no cloth to wrap me. The kites will see that I am
Naked. I am ashamed to meet all these people.
Lend me thy coat, Shere Khan. Lend me thy gay striped coat that I
may go to the Council Rock.
By the Bull that bought me I made a promise--a little promise.
Only thy coat is lacking before I keep my word.
With the knife, with the knife that men use, with the knife of the
hunter, I will stoop down for my gift.
Waters of the Waingunga, Shere Khan gives me his coat for the love
That he bears me. Pull, Gray Brother! Pull, Akela! Heavy is
 the hide of Shere Khan.
The Man Pack are angry. They throw stones and talk child's talk.
My mouth is bleeding. Let me run away.
Through the night, through the hot night, run swiftly with me, my
Brothers. We will leave the lights of the village and go to
the low moon.
Waters of the Waingunga, the Man-Pack have cast me out. I did
Them no harm, but they were afraid of me. Why?
Wolf Pack, ye have cast me out too. The jungle is shut to me and
the village gates are shut. Why?
As Mang flies between the beasts and birds, so fly I between the
Village and the jungle. Why?
I dance on the hide of Shere Khan, but my heart is very heavy. My
mouth is cut and wounded with the stones from the village, but
My heart is very light, because I have come back to the jungle.
Why?
These two things fight together in me as the snakes fight in the
Spring. The water comes out of my eyes; yet I laugh while it
Falls. Why?
I am two Mowglis, but the hide of Shere Khan is under my feet.
All the jungle knows that I have killed Shere Khan. Look--look
Well, O Wolves!
Ahae! My heart is heavy with the things that I do not understand.

The end of Mowgli!

4. The White Seal
The Jungle Book becomes the ocean book for this chapter, which is set
at a place called Novastoshnah in the Bering Sea.
We're told "Nobody comes to Novastoshnah except on business and the
only people who have regular business there are the seals" (7.2). So
nobody comes here, then, yes?
It's a fine little beach where all the seals gather, feed, mate, and play. It
sounds like a Club Med for seals. We first focus on a big fifteen-year-old
grey fur-seal named Sea Catch; he's pretty much undefeated in any
fight. When Sea Catch's wife, Matkah, gives birth to a never-before-seen
snow white seal named Kotick, Kotick becomes the protagonist of our
story.
He scrambles around the rocks, playing king of the castle, learning to
swim, and doing things seals do (balancing balls on his nose, etc.)
Kotick was "always learning"

One day he swims out with all the young seals to a new island to party
and dance, and Kotick learns something new: that men come along and
kill them.
Some men show up and lead all the seals away, but they're scared of
Kotick, so they leave him behind.
Kotick follows, and sees "the men clubbed the seal on the head as fast
as they could"
Then, like Mowgli skinning Shere Khan, they strip the seals of their skin.
Kotick runs away and tells a sea lion what happen. The sea lion is
like, no way, dude, that would never happen, but after Kotick convinces
him it's real, the sea lion, who would shrug if sea lions could shrug, tells
Kotick that it will continue to happen unless he finds an island where
men don't go.
He sends Kotick to Walrus Islet to talk to Sea Vitch, another walrus, for
tips.
Sea Vitch sends Kotick to talk to Sea Cow, although he doesn't say what
Sea Cow looks like.
Kotick returns to Novastoshnah to talk to his parents, who both tell him
"you will never be able to stop killing" so just keep playing while all your
friends die, kidthat's life. Or in this case, that's death.
Dad's advice is weak, so Kotick keeps looking for a safe island.
But after five months of searching, he still hasn't found what he's
looking for. His mother begs him to marry and settle down, so he does
the "Fire-dance" with a hot seal babe then sets off on one last
exploration.
And he finds the Sea Cow. How now, Sea Cow?
The Sea Cow is mute, but when it swims away, Kotick follows it right
to a beach were "no men had ever come".
He makes his way home and tells all the other seals about it. They
laugh at him.
One young seal agrees to follow Kotick to the new beach if he can beat
him in a fight, so Kotick proceeds to do just that to this seal as well as a
few others, without getting a scratch.
So a bunch of seals follow him to the safe beach, and each year more
and more of the slower thinkers follow as well. Kotick marries and gets
fat and happy and never gets clubbed.

Lukannon
This is the great deep-sea song that all the St. Paul seals sing when they are heading
back to their beaches in the summer. It is a sort of very sad seal National Anthem.

I met my mates in the morning (and, oh, but I am old!)

Where roaring on the ledges the summer ground-swell rolled;
I heard them lift the chorus that drowned the breakers' song--
The Beaches of Lukannon--two million voices strong.

The song of pleasant stations beside the salt lagoons,

The song of blowing squadrons that shuffled down the dunes,
 The song of midnight dances that churned the sea to flame--
The Beaches of Lukannon--before the sealers came!

I met my mates in the morning (I'll never meet them more!);

They came and went in legions that darkened all the shore.
And o'er the foam-flecked offing as far as voice could reach
We hailed the landing-parties and we sang them up the beach.

The Beaches of Lukannon--the winter wheat so tall--

The dripping, crinkled lichens, and the sea-fog drenching all!
The platforms of our playground, all shining smooth and worn!
The Beaches of Lukannon--the home where we were born!

I met my mates in the morning, a broken, scattered band.

Men shoot us in the water and club us on the land;
Men drive us to the Salt House like silly sheep and tame,
And still we sing Lukannon--before the sealers came.
Wheel down, wheel down to southward; oh, Gooverooska, go!
And tell the Deep-Sea Viceroys the story of our woe;
Ere, empty as the shark's egg the tempest flings ashore,
The Beaches of Lukannon shall know their sons no more!

5. Rikki-Tikki-Tavi
One day, a summer flood washes a young mongoose named Rikki-tikki-
tavi away from his family. He's found and revived by a British family
living in India. The family adopts the orphaned mongooseor, more
accurately, he decides to stick around. Naturally curious and
adventurous, Rikki-tikki explores the family's garden the next day. There
he meets a Darzee, a tailorbird who is mourning his baby bird's death at
the hands (er, teeth) of Nag. Rikki-tikki asks who Nag is and is instantly
introduced to the big, black cobra. He also meets Nag's wife Nagaina,
so that's two cobras for the price of one. Sweet!

Having missed their chance at a surprise attack, the cobras just slither
off, and Rikki-tikki goes to hang with Teddy, the British family's son. But
Teddy gets a wee bit too close to the poisonous krait snake,
forcing Rikki-tikki to fight it. Not that he wouldn't have anyway. That's
what mongooses do, after all.
That night, Nag and Nagaina plan a sneak attack on the British family,
but they haven't reckoned with Rikki-tikki. In the ensuing battle, Rikki-
tikki kills Nag, saving the family but also really ticking off Nagaina. The
next day, Rikki-tikki sets a plan into motion to get rid of the cobras once
and for all. He has Darzee's wife act as bait to keep Nagaina occupied
(classic move). Then he heads to the cobra's nests and goes berserker
on the eggs. But all doesn't go according to plan. Nagaina sets out to
kill Teddy, forcing Rikki-tikki to bring one of her eggs as leverage. In the
epic clash of mammal-versus-reptile, Nagaina manages to snatch up
her egg and flees into her den.
Rikki-tikki gives the old girl hot pursuit, while Darzee mourns the loss
of Rikki-tikki. No one goes into a cobra's den and lives, except Rikki-
tikki, of course. He exits all action-hero style, and the family can't praise
him enough. He lives with the family from then on, protecting the
garden from snakes.

Darzee's Chant
(Sung in honor of Rikki-tikki-tavi)

Singer and tailor am I--

Doubled the joys that I know--
Proud of my lilt to the sky,
Proud of the house that I sew--
Over and under, so weave I my music--so weave I the house that I
Sew.
Sing to your fledglings again,
Mother, oh lift up your head!
Evil that plagued us is slain,
Death in the garden lies dead.
Terror that hid in the roses is impotent--flung on the dung-hill
And dead!
Who has delivered us, who?
Tell me his nest and his name.
Rikki, the valiant, the true,
Tikki, with eyeballs of flame,
Rikk-tikki-tikki, the ivory-fanged, the hunter with eyeballs of
Flame!
Give him the Thanks of the Birds,
Bowing with tail feathers spread!
Praise him with nightingale words--
Nay, I will praise him instead.
Hear! I will sing you the praise of the bottle-tailed Rikki, with
Eyeballs of red!
 6. Toomai of
the Elephants
This chapter begins with a short poem that suggests one day
an elephant will get sick of his bondage and to revisit his
family.
From there we jump into the story of Kala Nag, an elephant,
even though his name means "Black Snake."
He works on a timber hauling crew, and we're told that
"elephants are very strictly preserved by the Indian
government. By "preserved" they mean, hunted, captured,
and trained to do work. Just to be clear.
Kala Nag's human driver is Big Toomai, and Big Toomai has a
son named, what else, Little Toomai.
Big Toomai likes to think that Kala Nag fears nothing except
him. Yes, that's just what the big elephant wants him to think.
Not that Kala Nag is dangerous; he just has no desire to hurt
Big or Little Toomai.
Toomai often makes him useful. Once, he scrambles down
between the elephants and tosses a dropped rope up to the
driver who lost it, and then Kala Nag picks the boy up and puts
him back in his seat atop his back.
You'd think Big Toomai would be happy his son is making
himself useful, but he doesn't want him to be too useful.
If Little Toomai is too useful, the white hunter Petersen Sahib
might take him away to hunt with his crew.
When Petersen Sahib shows up in camp, he wants to speak to
the Toomais, Big and Little.
Big Toomai does his best to make his own son seem like a big
loser, saying, "He is a very bad boy, and he will end in a jail".
Petersen Sahib has his doubts, though, and he gives Little
Toomai some money to spend on candy.
He says that Little Toomai may one day become a strong hunter,
but until then "Keddahs are not good for children to play in".
He tells him he can go into the Keddahs "when thou hast seen
the elephants dance", which is the elephant hunter's way of
saying when pigs fly.
They continue their march to a nearby camp and chain the
elephants up for the night. Little Toomai uses his candy money
to buy a little tom-tom, which is a drum. (You can't eat that,
Little Toomai.)He sings the elephants a lullaby, and they "began
to lie down one after another". Seems like a perfect time for
some elephant tipping In the middle of the night, Kala Nag
somehow breaks his bonds quietly and sneaks away into the
jungle. Who knew an elephant could sneak? Little Toomai sees
this happen, and calls out "Kala Nag! Kala Nag! Take me with
you, O Kala Nag!"
And the elephant does. He scoops up Little Toomai and puts
him on his neck, and together, they slink away into the jungle.
Kala Nag reaches the edge of a valley and goes charging down
the slope, Little Toomai clinging as hard as he can to his back.
At the bottom is a clearing that's been trampled flat.
There are some elephants there in the moonlight, "their
shadows were inky-black", like an iPod commercial.
Other elephants show up, even Petersen Sahib's elephant, and
they all chat with each other like they're at some sort of
elephant ice cream social, minus the ice cream.
Finally, an elephant trumpets loudly, and the elephant dance
begins.
Elephants rise up on their hind legs, and then stamp their
forelegs into the ground.
This lasts for two hours until morning breaks, and the only
elephants left are Kala Nag, Pudmini (Petersen Sahib's mount),
and one other.
Little Toomai tells Kala Nag that they should go to Petersen
Sahib's camp, because it's closer.
At camp, Little Toomai tells them that he saw the elephant-
dance.
Of course, the adults don't believe him, but Little Toomai says
he can show them the clearing.
He leads the hunters there, and they're amazed to see
something they've never seen beforeand a kid took them
there. Who knew kids knew anything? Huh.
They throw a party that night, celebrating Little Toomai's
discovery. They rename him "Toomai of the Elephants" and tell
him he'll be going places someday. Even the elephants break
out into a twenty-one gun, er, trunk salute for Toomai, "who
had seen what never man had seen before"

Shiv and the Grasshopper

(The song that Toomai's mother sang to the baby)

Shiv, who poured the harvest

And made the winds to blow,
Sitting at the doorways of a day of long ago,
Gave to each his portion, food and toil and fate,
From the King upon the guddee to the Beggar at the gate.

All things made ~ him--Shiva the Preserver.

Mahadeo! Mahadeo! He made all,--
Thorn for the camel, fodder for the kine,
And mother's heart for sleepy head, O little son of mine!

Wheat he gave to rich folk, millet to the poor,

Broken scraps for holy men that beg from door to door;
Battle to the tiger, carrion to the kite,
And rags and bones to wicked wolves without the wall at night.
Naught he found too lofty, none he saw too low--
Parbati beside him watched them come and go;
Thought to cheat her husband, turning Shiv to jest--
Stole the little grasshopper and hid it in her breast.

So she tricked him, Shiva the Preserver.

Mahadeo! Mahadeo! Turn and see.
Tall are the camels, heavy are the kine,
 But this was Least of Little Things, O little son of mine!

When the dole was ended, laughingly she said,

Master, of a million mouths, is not one unfed?"
Laughing, Shiv made answer, "All have had their part,
Even he, the little one, hidden 'neath thy heart."
From her breast she plucked it, Parbati the thief,
Saw the Least of Little Things gnawed a new-grown leaf!
Saw and feared and wondered, making prayer to Shiv,
Who hath surely given meat to all that live.

All things he made--Shiva the Preserver.

Mahadeo! Mahadeo! He made all,--
Thorn for the camel, fodder for the kine,
And mother's heart for sleepy head, O little son of mine!

7. Her Majesty's
Servants
This story begins on a rainy night in a camp of "thirty thousand
men, thousands of camels, elephants, horses, bullocks, and
mules". Which Bullocks? Sandra? Jim J?

They're gathered at Rawalpindi, and the animals are to

be reviewed by the Viceroy of India who is going to be visited by
the Amir of Afghanistan, which is "a very wild country".

The narrator of this story is a nameless human, but he can

understand everything the animals say.
One night, a bunch of camels get loose and tromp through the
humans' tentsour narrator is warned of the incoming camel
stampede, though, so he leaves his tent before it gets trampled.

His fox-terrier, Little Vixen,

runs away, and our narrator runs after the dog. The narrator ends
up falling over near the Artillery lines of the camp. Not wanting to
continue stumbling around in the dark, he builds "a sort of
wigwam" and takes shelter. Just as he's about to fall asleep, a
mule wanders up, followed by a camel. The mule makes fun of the
camel for destroying the camp, and then gives him a swift mule
kick to the ribs.

The camel sits down and cries because the mule hurt his humps
his humps his lovely camel lumps. A large troop-horse gallops up
to join the conversation; he's mad that the camels woke him up.
The mule introduces himself as a "breech-piece mule", and the
horse says he's Dick Cunliffe's horse. The camel apologizes for
disturbing everything, blaming it on bad dreams. Then, an
elephant stumbles up, followed by another mule calling for Billy.
Billy seems to be the first mule we met here, and he does what he
can to calm down the younger mule, i.e. threatening to kick him,
too. All the animals engage in a discussion about fear and
cowardice versus bravery. Billy is the posturing type, acting like
he'll kick anything and everything; the younger mule tries not to
be afraid, but comes off as sulky. The troop-horse says he's only
brave when Dick Cunliffe is on his back. The camel's emotional
setting seems to be either scared or stupid, because he doesn't
seem to mind when the men use them as humanwell, camel
shields during gunfights. These talks escalate until the troop-horse
and the donkey start calling each other names and almost fight
each other. An elephant named Two Tails breaks up the fight, but
ends up just joining the argument. As the animals start getting
louder and louder, Little Vixen, our narrator's dog, shows up and
scares the big ol' elephant. Little Vixen runs into the makeshift
tent with her owner. This incident causes the animals to agree that
they're all afraid of certain things, and brave in other situations.
The discussion topic changes to "why we have to fight at all", and
the troop horse says it boils down to something as simple as
"because we're told to".

Finally, their late night political debate winds down and they all
return to their respective camps. The next day, the men and the
animals parade past the Viceroy and the Amir of Afghanistan. Our
narrator watches as the animals from the previous night march by
and the infantry band strikes up a song.

After the parade, a chief of the Amir comes to question an offi cer.
The offi cer says that all his men and his beasts obey their orders.
The chief says that in Afghanistan, they "obey only our own wills".
And the offi cer, twirling his moustache like Snidely Whiplash,
delivers the closing burn of the book: "Your Amir whom you do not
obey must come here and take orders from our Viceroy"

ALL THE BEASTS TOGETHER

Children of the Camp are we,

Serving each in his degree;
Children of the yoke and goad,
Pack and harness, pad and load.
See our line across the plain,
Like a heel-rope bent again,
Reaching, writhing, rolling far,
Sweeping all away to war!
While the men that walk beside,
Dusty, silent, heavy-eyed,
Cannot tell why we or they
March and suffer day by day.
Children of the Camp are we,
Serving each in his degree;
Children of the yoke and goad,
Pack and harness, pad and load!
 Reviews
No, this is not your Disney movie - Kipling wrote a fantastic series of short stories,
only a few of which include Mowgli. Baloo is not a lazy idiot, Kaa is not a bad guy,
Shere Kahn is killed rather then run off, and the wolves are not always the noble good
guys... this is VERY different than our cotton candy Disney film. And so much more
enjoyable than it.

Also included are the tales of Rikki Tikki Tavi, the Elephant Dance, and the White
Seal. I would have to say that my favorite is Rikki Tikki Tavi; he's just so loveable and
wonderful. There is a sense of magic in Kiplings animals, every reader will find
themselves dreaming of being raised by wolves and taught the law of the jungle by
Baloo.

I know that this was written as a children's book - but I have a hard time believing
that a 11 year old kid would be able to read and enjoy it, the beauty of the language
will be lost on many of the younger readers who are used to the forward speaking
newer YA books. But I would assume that by middle school they should be able to
fully enjoy it.

While reading this book I came across many simple and silly plots but Im sure
children would get great pleasure from it! To sum up, the book quenches your thirst
for small adventures and teaches us about animals.

Critic reviews
"The Jungle Book" has fascinated readers for more than 100 years with its
unforgettable characters and beautifully rendered animal society.

X-----X----X
 The Jungle Book was created into
a Disney media franchise that
commenced in 1967 with the theatrical
release of The Jungle Book. It is based
on Rudyard Kipling's works of the same
name. The franchise includes a 2003
sequel to the animated film and three
live-action films produced by Walt Disney
Pictures.
Though it has been exactly 123 years
since this classic novel for children was
published, it seems that this book is still
prominent and its stories are taken out to
the people through different forms of
media.

Media Name and year

The Jungle Book (1967)

Rudyard Kipling's The Jungle

Film(s)
Book (1994)
 The Jungle Book 2 (2003)

The Jungle Book (2016

TaleSpin (19901991)
Animated Series Jungle Cubs (19961998)

Direct - to - video The Jungle Book: Mowgli's

Story (1998)

Video Game(s) The Jungle Book (1993/1994)

TaleSpin (1991/1992)

The Jungle Book Groove

Party (2000)

Kinect: Disneyland
Adventures (2011)*

Disney Infinity 3.0 (2015)*

Theme park The Jungle Book: Alive with
attractions Magic
(2016present)
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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rudyard_
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