Little baby monkey Bebe had just finished munching on her favorite snack—juicy dragon fruit. Her tiny fingers and face were stained bright pink, and her belly was round with satisfaction. But in all her excitement, Bebe was wobbling too close to the edge of the wooden table. No one noticed until it was too late.
With a sudden slip, Bebe lost her balance and tumbled off the table, landing with a soft thud on the ground below. A moment of silence was followed by loud, heartbreaking cries. Her tiny face scrunched up, tears rolled down her already messy cheeks, and her little hands reached out, still sticky from the fruit.
Her fall wasn’t too hard, but the shock and fear overwhelmed her. She cried louder, her voice echoing through the house. Mama monkey, who was just nearby washing some fruits, dropped everything and rushed to her baby. When she saw Bebe on the ground, frightened and dirty, she quickly scooped her up into her arms.
Mama gently wiped Bebe’s face, kissed her forehead, and whispered soothing sounds into her ear. Bebe clung to her mother tightly, still sniffling, with dragon fruit pulp smeared in her fur. Mama licked her clean and rocked her gently until her sobs quieted.
After a while, Bebe finally began to calm down. Mama held her close, not letting her go, and made sure she felt safe and warm. That night, Bebe stayed curled in her mother’s arms, finally at peace.
It was a small fall, but for a baby monkey, even the smallest scare can feel huge. Thankfully, love and comfort were always just an arm’s reach away.
