It was a sunny afternoon when Chamroeun the little monkey sat happily munching on a ripe banana. His tiny hands peeled it carefully, his eyes full of joy. Every bite was a delight, and he wasn’t in the mood to share—not even a little.
Nearby, a poor chicken waddled over, eyes locked on the banana. It tilted its head, gave a few gentle clucks, and stared at Chamroeun as if to say, “Can I have just a tiny piece?”
But Chamroeun looked back, hugged his banana tightly, and shook his head. “No!” his body language said loud and clear.
The chicken paused, hoping he was joking. But nope—Chamroeun took another bite, big and slow, as if to prove his point. The chicken let out a soft, sad cluck and shuffled back a few steps, clearly disappointed.
The moment was both funny and a little heartbreaking. The poor chicken wasn’t demanding—it was just curious, maybe a little hungry, hoping for kindness from its furry friend. But Chamroeun was in full toddler-mode: protective, stubborn, and proud of his precious snack.
