It was a quiet, breezy morning. The sun had just risen, and the air smelled of warm breakfast. But in the middle of the peaceful moment, a LOUD SCREAM suddenly broke the silence.
“AAAAHHHHH!! MAAHHH!!”
It was A Tong!
He sat on a small wooden chair in the yard, his tiny belly rumbling. His big, round eyes searched everywhere for food, but his mom was still preparing breakfast.
“MOM!! I’M HUNGRYYYY!!” he screamed again, kicking his little legs.
His hands smacked the chair as he threw a full-blown tantrum.
Mom turned to him with a calm smile. “Wait a moment, baby. Almost done.”
But A Tong refused to wait! He rocked his chair back and forth, his little face turning red.
The other monkeys stared. Some giggled, while others shook their heads at his impatience.
Then, at last, Mom walked over with a warm bottle of milk.
As soon as A Tong saw it, his crying stopped INSTANTLY!
His tiny hands grabbed the bottle fast, and he began drinking eagerly.
“Glup! Glup! Glup!”
His cheeks puffed out, his tail wagging happily.
Mom chuckled, ruffling his soft hair. “Such a dramatic little boy.”
A Tong didn’t care anymore—his tummy was full! Now, all that mattered was enjoying his warm, delicious breakfast. 🍼🐵💕
