It was a sunny afternoon in the house, and lunchtime had just begun. The aroma of fresh fruits and warm porridge filled the air as the baby monkeys eagerly awaited their turn to eat. Yuri and Minea, the youngest in the group, sat together on a soft mat, playfully reaching for their bowls. Their innocent giggles echoed through the room.
But not everyone was in a cheerful mood. Monica, older and often prone to jealousy, had been eyeing the pair with a frown. She felt left out, convinced the caretaker was giving more attention to Yuri and Minea. Her frustration simmered until it boiled over.
Without warning, Monica approached Yuri and Minea. With a swift push, she sent them both tumbling onto the mat, their surprised cries piercing the air. The room fell silent as the caretaker rushed over, scooping up the startled babies.
“Monica! That’s not how we treat our friends,” the caretaker scolded gently but firmly. Monica’s ears drooped, and she shuffled back, her jealousy momentarily replaced by guilt.
To teach Monica a lesson, the caretaker gave her a smaller bowl of food and ensured Yuri and Minea were comforted first. Watching the little ones happily munching their meal, Monica seemed to realize the impact of her actions.
Later, the caretaker sat Monica down, holding her close. “You’re part of this family too, Monica. There’s enough love and food for everyone,” they reassured her. Monica snuggled closer, her jealousy fading as she felt the warmth of belonging.
From that day, the caretaker made sure to include Monica in special moments, gradually helping her understand that love wasn’t a competition.
