Hello, everyone.
Today I am going to tell you a hilarious story of a very naughty little monkey. He was always getting into trouble and getting his fellow little monkeys into trouble as well.
Read on and find out what happens when he thinks the moon has fallen in the pond.
THE
NAUGHTY LITTLE MONKEY
The story that I’m going to tell you now is only about the monkeys.
As
you know monkeys live on trees. They live on trees near to each other just like
we live in houses near each other. When we live near each other like this we
are called neighbours. The monkeys lived the same way and they had little
monkeys who played together just like you play with your friends.
Now, there was one little monkey, who was very naughty and did things he
shouldn’t do. The mothers were always telling their little ones to keep away
from this little monkey as he always got them into trouble.
One night, this naughty little monkey was feeling very restless and
could not sleep even after everyone was fast asleep. The moon was shining
brightly and he crept slowly to the edge of the branch and began to look about
him. The moonlight was pouring through the branches and leaves and was making
patterns on the ground. As he was looking about him, his eyes fell on the pond
near the trees. Suddenly, he stopped and stared in horror at the pond, his eyes
nearly popping out.
“Oh no!” he cried, “The moon has fallen in the pond. We’ll have to do
something about it. We’ll have to get it back up there!”
And he began to think of ways to get the moon out.
“I
know, I’ll wake everyone up and tell them,” he thought, “but if I do that
everyone will be angry with me.”
So
he dropped the idea of waking up everyone. Then, he had another idea.
“I
know I’ll wake up all my friends and we’ll get the moon out from the pond and
put it back up in the sky without anyone knowing about it,” he thought.
So
he went from tree to tree and woke up all his friends. When everyone was awake
he gathered them under a tree and told them about the moon, showing them the
reflection of it. The other little monkeys also thought that it was the moon
itself in the pond. All the little monkeys were horrified and agreed with the
naughty little monkey that something had to be done. So he told them his idea
how to get the moon back in the sky.
“We’ll climb that tree near the pond and hang by holding onto each other’s
tails on the branch that bends over the pond,” explained the mischievious
little monkey.
Soon all the monkeys were climbing on the branch over the pond. Then,
another little monkey took hold of his tail. Very soon, there were eight to ten
of them hanging on the branch of the tree. By now, the first one had almost
reached the pond.
But then, suddenly, oh dear! What’s this? KERRAC- went the branch as it
broke under the weight of all those monkeys. You see, they had not checked
whether it was strong enough to hold their weight or not. They had been too
absorbed by the idea of getting the moon out of the pond. Very soon it was
raining monkeys on the pond, as they splashed into the cold water. Oh my! What
a hullabaloo! The way they were scared and screamed and shouted for help! It
was quite a sight I can tell you that.
Soon, all the rest of the monkeys were wide awake. They all came
scampering down the trees to see what all the commotion was about. When they
saw the monkeys drowning, they dived into the water and got all mischievious
monkeys out, who were shivering with cold and fright.
When
the older monkeys heard their story, they were furious at the
naughty little monkey. When they looked for
him he was nowhere to be found. He had gone and hidden himself in one of the
trees, partly shivering with cold and partly with fright.
After this, the naughty little monkey didn’t go near the pond for days.
He had had enough of ponds to last a long, long time, I can tell you that!