Baby Kaka was sitting on a soft blanket under the warm sun, arms crossed and lips tightly pressed. His favorite fruits—banana slices, papaya, and even juicy mango—were right in front of him. But Kaka didn’t care. He had made up his tiny mind: he wasn’t going to eat.
Instead, he threw his head back and let out the loudest scream he could manage.
“WAAAHHHHH!”
His little face turned red, his hands smacked the blanket, and his feet kicked the air in protest. Mom, sitting nearby, gave him a patient look. She gently pushed a piece of banana closer to him, hoping he’d take a bite.
But Kaka wasn’t interested in food—he wanted attention. Not hugs, not playtime, not cuddles. He just wanted the world to stop and notice that he was very upset for no real reason at all.
Other baby monkeys peeked over, curious about the drama. One tried to offer him a fruit piece. Kaka pushed it away and screamed louder.
“NOOOO!”
Mom finally picked him up and softly rocked him, whispering calm sounds in his ear. But Kaka wasn’t ready to let go of his tantrum. He threw his tiny body into another round of flailing and shouting, refusing to be comforted—or fed.
After a while, his energy started to fade. His yells became soft whimpers, and his stomach gave a long, loud growl. Slowly, he peeked at the banana slice lying on the blanket.
He reached out, took a bite, and chewed quietly.
Mom smiled. She knew her little one was just a bit spoiled, a bit dramatic—but still her precious baby.
Kaka finished the banana, curled up in Mom’s arms, and sighed. The tantrum was over—for now. But everyone knew… with Kaka, the next one wasn’t far behind.
