How powerful is a good upbringing? Here is a story of a Jungle Boy who could not be tamed. This to me is an example of how our upbringing affects our psychology. And also the importance of spending time making sure a new generation doesn't grow up to be "wild childs."
In 1867, hunters in India discovered something straight out of a storybook: a boy living among wolves. Dina Sanichar (1860) was a feral boy. A group of hunters discovered him among wolves in a cave in Bulandshahr, Uttar Pradesh, India in February 1867, around the age of six.
1. He crawled on all fours, snarled, and refused to leave his wolf family.
2. When offered cooked meals, Dina turned up his nose. He preferred raw meat, tearing into it like a true predator.
3. Dina never learned to speak. His years in the wild had erased any connection to human language. Though his caretakers tried to teach him, Dina communicated only through growls, gestures, and occasional howls.
4. Dina’s life in the wild had transformed him physically. His teeth, sharpened from gnawing on raw bones, resembled those of a predator. It gave him a fierce, wolfish appearance that amazed and frightened those who met him. Dina’s grin wasn’t the smile of a child but the menacing look of someone who had survived by hunting and scavenging alongside wolves.
5. When hunters tried to take Dina from his pack, the wolves didn’t let him go without a fight.
6. After being “rescued,” Dina struggled to live among humans. He didn’t wear clothes comfortably, preferred crawling to walking upright, and couldn’t form bonds with others. No matter how hard people tried, Dina remained wild at heart.
7. Dina’s senses were astonishing. He could detect danger long before anyone else, just like his wolf pack taught him. His reflexes were sharp, his hearing was acute, and his survival instincts were unmatched.
8. No matter how long Dina lived among humans, the wolf inside him never faded. He crawled, growled, and preferred the wilderness to the comforts of civilization. His story isn’t about taming nature but about how deeply it shapes us. Dina remained a wild child until the very end, his spirit untamed by the world around him.
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In 1867, hunters in India discovered something straight out of a storybook: a boy living among wolves. Dina Sanichar (1860) was a feral boy. A group of hunters discovered him among wolves in a cave in Bulandshahr, Uttar Pradesh, India in February 1867, around the age of six.
1. He crawled on all fours, snarled, and refused to leave his wolf family.
2. When offered cooked meals, Dina turned up his nose. He preferred raw meat, tearing into it like a true predator.
3. Dina never learned to speak. His years in the wild had erased any connection to human language. Though his caretakers tried to teach him, Dina communicated only through growls, gestures, and occasional howls.
4. Dina’s life in the wild had transformed him physically. His teeth, sharpened from gnawing on raw bones, resembled those of a predator. It gave him a fierce, wolfish appearance that amazed and frightened those who met him. Dina’s grin wasn’t the smile of a child but the menacing look of someone who had survived by hunting and scavenging alongside wolves.
5. When hunters tried to take Dina from his pack, the wolves didn’t let him go without a fight.
6. After being “rescued,” Dina struggled to live among humans. He didn’t wear clothes comfortably, preferred crawling to walking upright, and couldn’t form bonds with others. No matter how hard people tried, Dina remained wild at heart.
7. Dina’s senses were astonishing. He could detect danger long before anyone else, just like his wolf pack taught him. His reflexes were sharp, his hearing was acute, and his survival instincts were unmatched.
8. No matter how long Dina lived among humans, the wolf inside him never faded. He crawled, growled, and preferred the wilderness to the comforts of civilization. His story isn’t about taming nature but about how deeply it shapes us. Dina remained a wild child until the very end, his spirit untamed by the world around him.
