Little Monkey Lyly was not in her usual playful mood that morning. Normally, she loved to swing, chatter, and make everyone laugh, but something had upset her. She sat with her arms crossed, lips pouting, and eyes filled with tears. Her tiny body turned away from everyone as if she didn’t want the world to notice her sadness.
The cameraman, who had spent many days filming Lyly’s adventures, noticed immediately. He gently lowered his camera and walked over with a soft smile. “What’s wrong, Lyly?” he asked in a calm, soothing voice. Though Lyly didn’t speak, she glanced at him with those big expressive eyes, as if telling him she felt misunderstood and ignored.
Understanding that she needed comfort, the cameraman crouched beside her. He reached into his bag and pulled out a little treat—her favorite piece of fruit. Slowly, he offered it to her while patting her head tenderly. Lyly hesitated for a moment, then reached out, taking the fruit with her tiny hands. A faint smile flickered across her face, though she still pretended to sulk.
At that moment, her mother approached. She had been watching quietly from a short distance, aware of her daughter’s mood. Instead of scolding, she gently wrapped her arms around Lyly, pulling her close. The warmth of her mother’s embrace, along with the cameraman’s kind gesture, made Lyly finally soften. Her pout faded, replaced by a shy giggle as she nibbled on the fruit.
The cameraman chuckled, happy to see her cheerful again, while Lyly’s mother gave him an approving look. It was as if she silently thanked him for caring about her little one.
From then on, Lyly’s sulking moment became just another sweet memory, a reminder that sometimes all it takes is patience, kindness, and a mother’s love to turn tears into smiles.
