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The Day Monty the Monkey Told the Truth (Too Much of It!)

Monty the monkey was famous in the Mango-Mango Jungle for two things:

His tail could do an epic dance.
He always told the truth.

Not sometimes, not on Sundays, not only when his mom was watching. No sir.

Monty had once made a promise to his grandma on her 97th birthday:
“I, Monty the Monkey, shall always speak the truth, even if a rhino sits on my lunchbox!”

Grandma nodded wisely and said, “Good. Lying makes your tail shrink—look at your Uncle Motu.”

Everyone remembered Uncle Motu. He once lied about not eating the last jackfruit and now had a tail like a broken shoelace.

So Monty told the truth. But one day, he overdid it.

Scene 1: Hippo Aunty’s House

Hippo Aunty made her famous banana pie. It was… legendary. Mostly because no one had the courage to say how bad it was.

Aunty Hippo asked with a smile. “Monty beta, do you like the pie?”

Monty took a bite.

He coughed. His ears wiggled. His tail fainted.

Then he said cheerfully,
“It tastes like a banana was washed in pickle juice and set on fire!”

Aunty Hippo froze. “Oh.”

Her lip trembled. “It’s my grandma’s recipe.”

Monty nodded. “That explains a lot.”

Scene 2: Parrot Polly’s New Hat

Polly had just returned from Jungle Mall. She landed in front of Monty wearing a hat taller than a bamboo stick.

“Ta-da! What do you think of my new jungle-style hat?” she chirped.

Monty squinted.
“You look like a pineapple got married to a coconut.”

Polly blinked. “That’s a compliment, right?”

Monty shrugged. “Sure, if you’re a fruit salad.”

Scene 3: School Time with Principal Owl

Principal Owl was giving his famous (and never-ending) lecture on leaf types.

It had been 2 hours.

Students were asleep, snoring in harmony.

“Any questions?” Principal Owl hooted.

Monty raised his hand. “Yes, sir.”

Everyone sat up.

Monty stood and said:
“Sir, I aged three years during your speech. My banana turned into banana chips.”

Principal Owl blinked, then fell off his branch in slow motion.

Scene 4: The Rock of Realisation

That evening, Monty sat alone on the Thinking Rock. His tail had tied itself in a knot out of embarrassment.

Tutu the tortoise came over, slowly, like a thoughtful avocado.

“Why do you look like someone stole your kidney?” Tutu asked, munching a lettuce burger.

“I told the truth,” Monty groaned. “Now Polly called me a rude fruitcake, Owl sir banned me from leaf club, and Hippo Aunty sent me a pie in a box labeled ‘REVENGE’. I think it’s still moving.”

Tutu nodded. “Monty, the truth is important. But have you tried telling it with a spoonful of sugar? Or at least honey?”

Monty’s eyes widened. “You mean… make it sweet?”

Tutu smiled. “Exactly. Truth with love is like tea with biscuit. Truth without love is like tea… with onion powder.”

Scene 5: The Next Day

Monty tried again. Truthfully. But politely.

To Hippo Aunty:
“This pie is very creative! Maybe next time a little less… uh… volcano flavor?”
To Polly:
“That hat is bold! If the birds ever get lost, they can use it as a lighthouse!”
To Principal Owl:
“I loved learning about leaves. Maybe tomorrow, can we learn it with snacks and a short nap break?”

Guess what? Everyone smiled.

Hippo Aunty hugged him with one banana-scented arm.

Polly gave him a hat that didn’t need GPS.

And Principal Owl promoted him to “Junior Leaf Listener”.

The Giggle-Filled Moral of the Story

So, what did we learn from Monty the Monkey’s Truth-Telling Tornado?

Here it is — pay attention, or I’ll send you a leftover banana pie.

✅ Yes, always speak the truth.

Lies are like old socks — they stink, stretch, and eventually fall off during a dance performance.

BUT…

❌ Don’t drop truth like a coconut on someone’s head.

No one likes a truth bomb exploding in their face while they’re sipping tea.

✅ Serve the truth like a banana split:

With kindness on top, a cherry of politeness, and a spoon of “maybe don’t insult someone’s hat directly.”

❌ Because truth without kindness is like:

Tea without sugar
Anniversary party without cake

✅ So, be honest, but be smart.

Tell your friend their drawing looks “abstract and wild” — not “like a cat fell into a blender.”

Say your teacher’s speech was “leafy with knowledge” — not “so long I saw two seasons change.”

✅ In short:

Truth is good.
Truth is great.
But tell it with love,
Or prepare to evacuate.

So kids, remember:
If you must say your aunt’s cooking tastes like a lizard…
at least smile and ask for the recipe.

The End. Now go spread truth — gently. And maybe wear a helmet, just in case.

Wrap Your Truth Like a Gift!