Poki, the mischievous little capuchin, was known around the jungle for two things: his clever tricks and his obsession with toys. But of all his prized possessions, nothing came close to his love for one stuffed animal — a floppy, wide-eyed toy he called “Pupu Monkey.”
Pupu Monkey was Poki’s constant companion. He dragged it through the trees, cuddled it during naps, and even tried to feed it bananas. The problem? Poki didn’t want anyone else to touch it. Not his best friend Tiko the toucan, not gentle Nala the deer, and definitely not the baby squirrel monkeys who begged for a turn.
One sunny afternoon, a group of jungle friends gathered to play a new game. Everyone brought their favorite toy to share. Nala brought her shiny pebble collection. Tiko brought feathers he’d collected from around the jungle. But when it was Poki’s turn, he clutched Pupu Monkey tightly and shook his head.
“No! Mine!” he screeched, turning his back on the others.
The fun slowly faded from the group. The other animals played quietly without him. Tiko flapped away sadly, and Nala went to sit by herself. Poki didn’t notice — at first.
But as the day wore on, Poki realized something: playing with Pupu Monkey alone wasn’t as fun without his friends. The jungle felt quiet, almost too quiet. He glanced over at the others, laughing and sharing pebbles and feathers.
Finally, with a deep sigh, Poki walked over, holding out Pupu Monkey. “You can play too,” he mumbled.
The group’s eyes lit up. The squirrel monkeys squealed with joy, and even Tiko gave a loud, happy squawk.
To Poki’s surprise, sharing didn’t ruin the toy — it made the fun bigger. They all took turns making Pupu Monkey dance, swing, and even “talk.” Poki laughed louder than he had in days.
From that moment on, Poki still loved Pupu Monkey — but he loved playing together even more.
