Little Alan was excited.
He had seen the older monkeys climbing the tall banana tree so easily.
If they can do it, I can too! he thought.
With a deep breath, he grabbed the tree trunk and started climbing.
One step… two steps… up he went!
His little hands gripped tight. His tiny feet pressed against the bark.
Higher and higher.
Until…
He made the mistake of looking down.
His heart dropped.
The ground looked SO far away!
His little body froze.
“M-MOM!!” he whimpered, his tiny fingers shaking.
Then—a strong wind blew.
The tree swayed.
Alan’s grip weakened.
And suddenly—“WAAAAAAH!!”
A piercing scream rang through the jungle.
Alan clung to the tree for dear life. “I DON’T WANNA FALL!!!”
Minea, Jasmine, and Emma looked up in shock.
“Oh no! Alan’s stuck!”
Mom rushed over. “Hold on, baby! I’m coming!”
She climbed up quickly and reached Alan.
“Mommy!!!” Alan sobbed.
Mom gently scooped him up into her arms. “You’re safe, sweetheart.”
Alan buried his face in her chest, still shaking.
Mom kissed his head. “Next time, wait for me, okay?”
Alan sniffled. “Okay… No more climbing alone!”
Mom smiled. “Good boy.
