In a quiet treetop nestled deep in the forest, a young mother monkey named Alika was playing with her baby. Still new to motherhood, Alika was full of energy but sometimes didn’t realize the risks around her. One sunny morning, as the breeze rustled the leaves, she excitedly grabbed her baby and spun around in circles, laughing with joy.
But Alika lost control.
She spun once… twice… three times—and on the third spin, her grip slipped. The baby tumbled from her arms, falling roughly to the ground below. A sharp cry pierced the air. Birds scattered from nearby branches. Alika froze, her heart pounding.
Scrambling down from the tree, she found her baby lying still, whimpering in pain. Tiny scratches and a bump on the head showed how hard the fall had been. Alika let out a panicked cry and held her little one close, rocking and grooming her in desperation.
Nearby monkeys gathered, drawn by the commotion. One elder female, known for raising many little ones, gently helped Alika assess the baby’s condition. Thankfully, the baby had no broken bones—just bruises and a big scare. But it could’ve been much worse.
