I read this along with The Call of the Wild and while this book was a little easier to digest, I have a hard time reading any book where an animal is harmed or killed. I appreciated the scene that London sets in this book and just from the descriptiveness, I want to visit (for a short while) the Yukon.

En livre audio, en plein hiver pendant que je brode : un délice pour me rappeler ma lecture d’enfance !

I feel rather complicated about this one.

It feels like it's in part giving awareness on animal cruelty, which I get, but I also don't need the "lesson" of because I already believer of not being cruel to animals so this just felt painful a lot of the time.

I feel more complicated about what it was saying in terms the hierarchy of animal to "man". This was often when White Fang

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referred to, or perhaps "learned the lesson" that man was god. This was almost always in the context when man held and used the power to physically harm White Fang and other animals. All of that felt wrong, and it happened again and again. And we saw it taken to the extreme with one character but it was used by many. Why are all the others okay, but the one extreme bad? Plus, why would White Fang even have the concept of "god". He grew up with mostly wolves.

I thought it would be more about... wolves.

Anyhow, I will think on it more but overall wasn't a fun read. I get the perspective it was coming from, but rarely agreed with the method or the message - beyond, of course, harming animals is bad. Which is something I already whole-heartedly believe.

I borrowed this book from my indigenous grandpa, the only other books he had were true stories about indigenous people's. I do think like the fact it's illustrated which makes it easier to understand. This book was boring in my opinion, I only really read it because I enjoyed the animated movie of it. Turns out the book is different lol. Pictures help my neurodivergent brain

"Ими владела любовь — чувство еще более суровое и жестокое, чем голод."
Прекрасная история. И как же всё-таки восхитительно пишет Джек Лондон.

Liked this even less than Call of the Wild.

London storytelling is simplistic in a way that makes it dull. Humans are Gods to dogs. Barf. This book makes you hate people, and think less of dogs. Wolfs, however are alright. Too bad white fang wasn't all wolf. I guess that's the moral.

The eponymous White Fang is a wolf-dog in the Yukon, and his humanisation can be linked to the fact that the book is based on London himself, detailing the struggle of his transformation from the wild nature of his youth to that of a man of culture and domesticity. My family took turns reading this out-loud together when I was a child, and subsequently I did the same with my own children. It is a spectacular companion to London's earlier book 'The Call of the Wild'.

Not the book to read when your dog might get put down!

White Fang is Warrior Cats for libertarians. That is my truth and I will not hide.

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The best part of this book is the style. Jack London is a master of rhythm and action. All the fat is burned away— what we're left with is raw, muscular prose. It's simple but effective. Because it's through this prose that London communicates his most powerful idea: animals can be intelligent without being human.

Animal protagonists novels typically place a human mind in an animal circumstances. Making them little more than four pawed teenagers romping through the forest. And honestly, this is probably for the best. Literary animal are effective at communicating difficult emotions without having the burden of humanity. Plus, books are more fun when life isn't nasty, brutish, and short.

But there's a time to look at the world through the eyes of a wolf— To remember that your subjective understand of reality is just that: subjective. And when that time comes, White Fang is here for you.