Jane Goodall reminds me of my maternal grandmother. It's probably not fair to make that connection, but every time I see her, I can't help but see my Grandma Doris. And me, I'm the chimpanzees that she treats with a bewildered tenderness.

In that, reading this book almost felt familial, which I wouldn't have expected. The stories of the chimps feel intimate and relatable and the study of them in their natural habitat fascinated me. It can get a bit dry, as it is a book exclusively of observations from an interested (and interesting) shadow. But if you appreciate chimpanzees, or seeing what aspects of our understanding of humanity really are unique to us, then I think you'd enjoy it