It was Christmas Eve, and Monkey Lyly was bursting with excitement. The tree in the middle of the living room sparkled with twinkling lights, shiny ornaments, and colorful garlands. Presents were stacked underneath, and the scent of banana bread filled the air.
Lyly couldn’t stop bouncing. She leapt from one couch to another, giggling with joy. “It’s almost time!” she squealed. But in one big leap—CRASH!—her tail knocked into the tree.
Down it went. Ornaments shattered. The star on top broke in half. Lights flickered off. The entire tree lay on the floor, a beautiful mess of pine needles and decorations.
Lyly froze. Her heart sank. “Oh no,” she whispered. “What have I done?”
For a moment, she thought about running to her room and hiding under the covers. But then she took a deep breath and remembered what Mama Lulu always said: “We all make mistakes. What matters most is what we do next.”
So Lyly got to work.
She picked up every ornament carefully, even the broken pieces. She swept up the pine needles and untangled the lights. Then she stood the tree back up—crooked, but standing—and searched the house for tape, glue, and string.
When Mama Lulu came into the room, she gasped. “What happened?”
Lyly looked up with wide eyes. “I broke the tree, Mama. I was too wild. But I tried to fix it. I’m really sorry.”
Mama Lulu looked at the half-repaired tree, then at Lyly. Her face softened. “Thank you for telling the truth and trying your best. That’s the spirit of Christmas—taking responsibility, helping, and loving each other.”
Together, they finished fixing the tree. They even made a new star out of gold paper and glitter.
That night, under their slightly wobbly but love-filled Christmas tree, Monkey Lyly learned that accidents happen—but with honesty and heart, things can always be made right again.
