The bright morning sun filtered through the trees, but little Chichi was in no mood to enjoy it. The stubborn young monkey had been causing trouble all day—grabbing food from others, refusing to share, and even pulling Linda’s tail for fun. Her mother had warned her several times, but Chichi just wouldn’t listen.
Finally, after one more mischievous act—knocking over a small fruit basket—Chichi’s mom had enough. She sat Chichi down and looked at her with serious eyes. “Chichi, this behavior is not good. You need to be kind and listen,” Mom scolded firmly.
Chichi crossed her arms and huffed. “No! I do what I want!” she shouted, shaking her little head dramatically.
Mom remained calm, but she didn’t let Chichi’s tantrum win. “You will sit here and think about your actions,” she said, gently but firmly holding Chichi in place.
That’s when the real drama began.
Chichi threw her arms up and let out a loud, exaggerated cry. She rolled onto the ground, kicking her little legs and wailing as if the world had ended. She clutched onto her mom’s arm, shaking it desperately. “Nooo! I don’t want to sit! Let me go!” she screamed, her tiny face scrunched up in frustration.
Other monkeys nearby turned to watch, some amused by Chichi’s overly dramatic reaction. Linda, who had been playing nearby, giggled. “Chichi, you look funny when you cry like that.”
Chichi glared at her but kept up her act, moaning loudly and making a big fuss.
Mom shook her head and sighed. “Chichi, you can cry all you want, but you’re staying here until you calm down.”
Realizing her tantrum wasn’t working, Chichi’s cries slowly quieted. She sniffled and wiped her tears. “Okay… I’ll be good.”
Mom smiled and hugged her. “That’s my girl. Now, go apologize to Linda.”
Chichi sighed but walked up to Linda and muttered, “Sorry…”
Linda grinned. “It’s okay, but don’t pull my tail again!”
Chichi giggled, and just like that, her dramatic tantrum was over. Mom smiled, knowing that one day, her stubborn little monkey would learn to behave.
