Page 4 - Jeff the Monkey

Cosmos Crow here, to take you on another little trip. My vacation lasted several months but my story is fairly short. It all takes place in a grove of banana trees. I landed here during my travels and stayed long enough to learn about taking responsibility. This story is of Jeff... Jeff the Monkey. I arrived in the banana grove just before the troop of monkeys, who lived there, left. I hope you learn as much as I did when you hear their story.
There was a troop of monkeys who lived in a young banana grove in a hot and steamy jungle. Their lives were very good and easy in this young grove. This was because the trees were young and short and all anyone had to do to get a meal was reach out and pick a banana off one of the trees.
The young monkeys played all day until they grew hungry. Then they would just walk up to the nearest tree and pick the largest, ripest banana for their meal. The older monkeys told them that this would not last forever and that they should enjoy this easy life while they could.
Time passed and the trees in the banana grove began
to grow taller. Soon the bananas were so high that the young monkeys could not reach them. Some of the young Monkeys climbed the trees to get their fruit, while other young monkeys begged fruit from the adults or the other youngsters who had climbed the trees.
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