In the warm afternoon sunlight, the jungle was alive with buzzing sounds — but this time, the noise brought trouble. A curious young female monkey, always playful and brave, had climbed too close to a large beehive hanging from a tall tree. At first, she only wanted to explore, sniffing around with innocent curiosity. But in a split second, the peaceful hum of the bees turned into chaos.
The moment she touched the hive, hundreds of angry bees burst out in a cloud of gold and black. Terrified, the monkey screamed and tried to run. She jumped from branch to branch, swatting at the air, but the bees followed her, defending their home fiercely. Despite her desperate attempts to escape, several bees managed to sting her face, around her eyes and cheeks.
When the attack finally ended, she hid under a thick bush, trembling. Her little face had begun to swell — first a small puff, then large bumps forming around her mouth and eyes. The once bright, expressive face now looked puffy and painful. She rubbed it with her hands, whimpering softly. Her friends in the troop came closer, curious but cautious. They sniffed her gently, as if asking what had happened. The poor monkey could only sit still, her eyes half-closed, exhausted from the ordeal.
Hours later, the swelling grew worse. Her lips were thick, and her cheeks looked uneven. She tried to eat a small piece of fruit but winced in pain — even chewing hurt. Still, she didn’t give up. Carefully, she dipped her face into the cool water of a stream nearby, trying to soothe the stings. The cold water brought a bit of relief, and she rested there for a while, letting the gentle current calm her pain.
As evening came, she climbed up to a low branch to sleep. Her face remained swollen, but she was safe at last. The bees had long returned to their hive, and the forest was peaceful again. Despite the pain, the little monkey had learned an important lesson — not every buzzing sound means fun.
The next morning, her swelling began to go down, and she looked around with shy eyes, as if embarrassed by her adventure. Though she still felt sore, she was lucky — a brave little survivor in the wild jungle.
