Baby monkey Pavpav stood nervously in front of his dad, his tiny hands clasped together. His big round eyes darted toward Chichi, who sat nearby, still pouting. Pavpav had made a mistake—he had been too rough while playing, and Chichi got upset.
Dad stood tall with a serious look. “Pavpav, what did you do?” he asked in a firm voice.
Pavpav straightened his tiny body, standing as tall as he could. He took a deep breath and spoke in his cutest, softest voice. “Sorry, Dad… I didn’t mean to hurt Chichi.” His lips trembled slightly as he peeked at Chichi, hoping for forgiveness.
Dad nodded, crossing his arms. “You must be careful when playing with your siblings. Say sorry to Chichi properly.”
Pavpav turned to Chichi, feeling a little embarrassed. “Sorry, Chichi,” he mumbled, his tiny tail swishing behind him.
Chichi looked at him for a moment, then grinned and gave him a gentle nudge. “It’s okay, Pavpav! Let’s play again!”
Seeing this, Dad smiled proudly. Pavpav had learned an important lesson—saying sorry and making things right.
With a sigh of relief, Pavpav jumped happily, feeling much better. He and Chichi ran off to play again, giggling like nothing had happened.
Dad shook his head with a small chuckle. “Silly little ones!
