While searching for a movie on Netflix for us to watch, I remembered a
movie I saw as a girl, probably when I was a little older than Ellie. "The Journey of Natty Gann."
"America is in the depths of the Great Depression. Families drift apart
when faraway jobs beckon. In this masterful, atmospheric adventure, a
courageous young girl confronts overwhelming odds when she embarks on a
cross-country search for her father. During her extraordinary odyssey,
she forms a close bond with two diverse traveling companions: a
magnificent, protective wolf, and a hardened drifter."
It occurred to me that this movie, and then Jack London's White Fang, and Farley Mowat's Never Cry Wolf were an integral part in forming my love of wolves. The book Wolves, by Seymour Simon, introduces wolves to elementary school children using beautiful photography.
The wolf is a misunderstood, beautiful creature.
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