BABY MONKEY MAXWELL: Why Mom Did Like This To Me?
Poor little baby monkey Maxwell sat under a tree, his eyes wide with confusion and sadness. Just moments ago, he had reached out to his mother, hoping for comfort and warm milk, but instead, she pushed him away. His tiny hands trembled as he whimpered softly, not understanding why the one he trusted the most suddenly turned cold.
Maxwell had always clung close to his mom, believing her warmth was his safe world. But today, something changed. His mother, tired and perhaps overwhelmed, had grown distant. When Maxwell tried to climb onto her lap, she brushed him off. When he cried, she turned her head. The once-loving touch was gone, replaced with silence and rejection.
Nearby, other baby monkeys played and fed happily. Maxwell could only watch with watery eyes, wondering, Why mom did like this to me? His heart ached, not just from hunger but from a pain deeper—a feeling of being unloved. He curled up alone, too small to understand the reasons, too innocent to know this may just be a hard moment in motherhood.
Maxwell didn’t want much. Just a cuddle. A soft glance. A sip of milk. But for now, even those little needs felt like big dreams. Still, he waited patiently, hoping that maybe, just maybe, his mother would come back to him with open arms.
In his tiny soul, he held onto hope—because even the smallest baby monkey knows, no love is greater than a mother’s… even when it feels lost. And maybe tomorrow, she will hold him again. Maybe tomorrow, the pain will fade. But today, Maxwell’s heart quietly asked, Why, mama? Why did you do this to me?
