In the jungle, where the trees whispered and the leaves danced in the breeze, there lived a little monkey named Minea. She was adorable, yes, but also quite naughty!
One sunny afternoon, Mama Monkey was busy sorting out fruits when she saw Minea climbing up to a high tree branch.
“Minea!” Mama called out sternly, “Come down from there. It’s dangerous!”
But Minea, with her cheeky grin and twinkling eyes, ignored her mother. “I can do it! Watch me, Mama!” she shouted, her tail swishing in excitement.
Before Mama could warn her again, Minea climbed higher—too high for comfort. Suddenly, the branch creaked and swayed under her tiny weight.
“Minea, get down NOW!” Mama’s voice trembled with worry.
But Minea was too busy laughing and playing. “I’m fine! You worry too much!” she giggled.
That was when the branch snapped! CRACK!
Minea screamed as she lost her balance, and with a terrified shriek, she tumbled down. Luckily, she landed in a bush of soft leaves, but the shock of the fall was enough to make her feel a little dizzy.
“Minea!” Mama rushed over, her heart racing. “What did I tell you? You could have gotten hurt!”
Minea’s eyes were wide with fear. “Sowwy, Mama,” she whimpered, her tiny face looking guilty for the first time.
Mama sighed, sitting down beside her. “I know you want to have fun, but you must listen to me when I tell you something’s dangerous, Minea.”
Minea nodded, her ears drooping. “I’m sorry… I won’t climb high again without you.”
Mama gently hugged her. “You’re a smart little monkey, Minea. Just listen, okay?”
From that day on, Minea tried her best to be a bit more careful. But every now and then, she would still get into a little trouble—but at least she knew Mama’s love and wisdom were there to guide her.
The End. 🐒💚
