After a warm bath, the little monkey sat wrapped in a soft towel, his fur still damp and fluffy. The water had washed away the dirt, but it also left him tired and calm. His eyes looked big and shiny, blinking slowly as he adjusted to the quiet moment. He didn’t know it yet, but something special was coming next.
Mom gently placed him on the mat and brought a small piece of banana closer. The sweet smell reached him first. He lifted his head, curious, nose twitching slightly. His tiny mouth opened a little, unsure. This was new. He had never tasted banana before, and his eyes stayed locked on the yellow fruit.
Carefully, Mom touched the banana to his lips. He flinched at first, then paused. A tiny lick followed. His eyes widened instantly. The taste surprised him. Sweet. Soft. Different from anything he had known. He made a small sound, half shock, half interest, and licked again.
Encouraged, Mom offered a tiny bite. The little monkey chewed slowly, concentrating very hard. His face changed with every movement—confused, then thoughtful, then pleased. After swallowing, he reached forward clumsily, asking for more without words. The bath had relaxed him, and now the banana made him happy.
Soon, banana smeared gently around his mouth as he ate with growing confidence. He wasn’t fast or greedy. He was careful, learning. After a few bites, he leaned back against Mom’s hand, satisfied and sleepy. The first banana after bath became a small but important memory. Clean, warm, and full, the little monkey rested peacefully. That simple moment—water, care, and a sweet new taste—marked another step in his growing life. Sometimes, happiness is just a warm bath and the very first bite of banana.
