Extra English HW week 2

Welcome to your Extra English HW week 2

This comprehension is not just about getting the answers right -

  1. Please use it to expand your Vocabulary by looking up words you don't know
  2. Please try reading the whole book - it is brilliant!
Class and time

The Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling





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 the tips. Mother Wolf lay with her big gray nose dropped across her

four tumbling, squealing cubs, and the moon shone into the mouth of the

cave where they all lived. "Augrh!" said Father Wolf, "it is time to

hunt again"; and he was going to spring downhill when a little shadow

with a bushy tail crossed the threshold and whined: "Good luck go with

you, O Chief of the Wolves; and good luck and strong white teeth go with

the noble children, that they may never forget the hungry in this



It was the jackal--Tabaqui, the Dish-licker--and the wolves of India

despise Tabaqui because he runs about making mischief, and telling

tales, and eating rags and pieces of leather from the village

rubbish-heaps. They are afraid of him too, because Tabaqui, more than

any one else in the jungle, is apt to go mad, and then he forgets that

he was ever afraid of any one, and runs through the forest biting

everything in his way. Even the tiger hides when little Tabaqui goes

mad, for madness is the most disgraceful thing that can overtake a wild

creature. We call it hydrophobia, but they call it _dewanee_--the

madness--and run.


"Enter, then, and look," said Father Wolf, stiffly; "but there is no

food here."


"For a wolf, no," said Tabaqui; "but for so mean a person as myself a

dry bone is a good feast. Who are we, the Gidur-log [the Jackal People],

to pick and choose?" He scuttled to the back of the cave, where he found

the bone of a buck with some meat on it, and sat cracking the end



"All thanks for this good meal," he said, licking his lips. "How

beautiful are the noble children! How large are their eyes! And so

young too! Indeed, indeed, I might have remembered that the children of

kings are men from the beginning."


Now, Tabaqui knew as well as any one else that there is nothing so

unlucky as to compliment children to their faces; and it pleased him to

see Mother and Father Wolf look uncomfortable.


Tabaqui sat still, rejoicing in the mischief that he had made, and then

he said spitefully:


"Shere Khan, the Big One, has shifted his hunting-grounds. He will hunt

among these hills during the next moon, so he has told me."


Shere Khan was the tiger who lived near the Waingunga River, twenty

miles away.


"He has no right!" Father Wolf began angrily. "By the Law of the Jungle

he has no right to change his quarters without fair warning. He will

frighten every head of game within ten miles; and I--I have to kill for

two, these days."


"His mother did not call him Lungri [the Lame One] for nothing," said

Mother Wolf, quietly. "He has been lame in one foot from his birth. That

is why he has only killed cattle. Now the villagers of the Waingunga are

angry with him, and he has come here to make _our_ villagers angry.

They will scour the jungle for him when he is far away, and we and our

children must run when the grass is set alight. Indeed, we are very

grateful to Shere Khan!"


"Shall I tell him of your gratitude?" said Tabaqui.


"Out!" snapped Father Wolf. "Out, and hunt with thy master. Thou hast

done harm enough for one night."


"I go," said Tabaqui, quietly. "Ye can hear Shere Khan below in the

thickets. I might have saved myself the message."


Father Wolf listened, and in the dark valley that ran down to a little

river, he heard the dry, angry, snarly, singsong whine of a tiger who

has caught nothing and does not care if all the jungle knows it.


"The fool!" said Father Wolf. "To begin a night's work with that noise!

Does he think that our buck are like his fat Waingunga bullocks?"


"H'sh! It is neither bullock nor buck that he hunts to-night," said

Mother Wolf; "it is Man." The whine had changed to a sort of humming

purr that seemed to roll from every quarter of the compass. It was the

noise that bewilders wood-cutters, and gipsies sleeping in the open,

and makes them run sometimes into the very mouth of the tiger.


"Man!" said Father Wolf, showing all his white teeth. "Faugh! Are there

not enough beetles and frogs in the tanks that he must eat Man--and on

our ground too!"


The Law of the Jungle, which never orders anything without a reason,

forbids every beast to eat Man except when he is killing to show his

children how to kill, and then he must hunt outside the hunting-grounds

of his pack or tribe. The real reason for this is that man-killing

means, sooner or later, the arrival of white men on elephants, with

guns, and hundreds of brown men with gongs and rockets and torches. Then

everybody in the jungle suffers. The reason the beasts give among

themselves is that Man is the weakest and most defenseless of all living

things, and it is unsportsmanlike to touch him. They say too--and it is

true--that man-eaters become mangy, and lose their teeth.


The purr grew louder, and ended in the full-throated "Aaarh!" of the

tiger's charge.


Then there was a howl--an untigerish howl--from Shere Khan. "He has

missed," said Mother Wolf. "What is it?"


Father Wolf ran out a few paces and heard Shere Khan muttering and

mumbling savagely, as he tumbled about in the scrub.


"The fool has had no more sense than to jump at a wood-cutters'

camp-fire, so he has burned his feet," said Father Wolf, with a grunt.

"Tabaqui is with him."


"Something is coming uphill," said Mother Wolf, twitching one ear. "Get



The bushes rustled a little in the thicket, and Father Wolf dropped with

his haunches under him, ready for his leap. Then, if you had been

watching, you would have seen the most wonderful thing in the world--the

wolf checked in mid-spring. He made his bound before he saw what it was

he was jumping at, and then he tried to stop himself. The result was

that he shot up straight into the air for four or five feet, landing

almost where he left ground.


"Man!" he snapped. "A man's cub. Look!"




  1. Who walked past the Father wolf’s cave in the morning?

Why were they so afraid of a little Jackal?

What does “Aquaphobia” literally mean?

What type of animals were the Gidur – long?

Who was the "dish Licker"?
What is the most disgraceful thing that can overtake a creature?
What did Tabaqui feed on?
The children of who are men from the beginning?
Where did Shere Khan live?
Why did the wold object to Shere Khan moving hunting grounds?
Why were the wolves grateful?
What was wrong with Shere Khan?
How did the Wolves know Shere Khan was close?
What were bullocks?

What was Shere Khan hunting?
When are animals allowed to hunt man - according to the law of the jungle?
If you kill men - what will they arrive on?
What creature is the puniest in all the jungle?
What happens to man eaters?
What are Haunches?
What did the wolf see at the end of the text?
This text is littered with?
This text is an example of
Which two animals hung around together
Who wrote this book

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