Lala the little monkey had always considered her farm a paradise. Every morning, she greeted the chickens, played by the vegetable garden, and proudly inspected the rows of fruit trees she believed were hers. Life was peaceful—until the day Typhoon Matmo arrived. The sky turned a frightening gray, and the wind roared like a furious beast. Lala was brought safely inside, unaware of the damage happening outside.
All night, she trembled at every crashing sound, clutching her blanket and peeking through the window. She didn’t fully understand what a typhoon was, only that it was strong—stronger than anything she had ever faced. When morning came, the storm had passed, leaving behind an eerie silence.
As the door opened, Lala rushed outside, eager but unprepared for what she was about to see. Her eyes widened in shock. The once beautiful farm was unrecognizable. Banana trees were snapped in half, their leaves shredded. The chicken coop was toppled, and muddy water flooded the garden where she used to play. Fences were scattered like twigs. Lala stood frozen, mouth open, unable to believe what had happened to her beloved sanctuary.
She ran to each corner, searching for familiar spots. Her favorite mango tree—gone. Her flower patch—buried in mud. Lala’s little hands trembled as she picked up broken branches, as if hoping to fix everything on her own. Fear and sadness clouded her big eyes. She looked at the caretakers, silently asking, “Can we ever make it the same again?”
Sensing her distress, they gently comforted her. Though Lala didn’t speak, she understood their calm smiles. Slowly, they began clearing debris, lifting fences, and checking on animals. Lala wiped her tears and joined in, determined to help. With each piece she carried, hope quietly returned.
Days passed, and the farm began to heal. New posts stood tall, gardens were replanted, and animals returned home. Lala learned that even great storms cannot break strong spirits. Though Typhoon Matmo had left destruction, it also revealed something powerful—resilience.
From then on, Lala no longer feared storms. She knew that with love and hard work, even the worst damage could be rebuilt. And her farm, though changed, became even more precious.
