It was a sunny afternoon when Lala, the mischievous little monkey, spotted a shiny glass bottle on the table. The bright color of the wine inside glimmered in the light, instantly capturing her attention. Lala, with her big, curious eyes and playful spirit, couldn’t resist the temptation to explore it.
At first, she simply stared at the bottle, tilting her head from side to side as if trying to figure out what it was. Then, she reached out her tiny hand and touched it. The bottle felt cool and smooth under her fingers, and she giggled with delight. But soon, her playful nature took over.
Lala tried to pull the bottle closer, but it was too heavy for her small hands. She tugged again, her tiny fingers slipping around the neck of the bottle. With a sudden jolt, the bottle tipped and wobbled before crashing to the ground with a loud “clink!” The red wine splashed across the floor, creating a sticky, messy puddle.
Lala jumped back in surprise, her eyes wide as she realized what she had done. She looked around quickly, hoping no one had seen her mistake. But Thuy, her caretaker, was already there, her face a mixture of surprise and gentle scolding.
Thuy quickly scooped Lala up and cleaned her little hands, all the while explaining in a soft voice that wine bottles were not for monkeys to play with. Lala sat quietly in Thuy’s lap, her cheeks warm with embarrassment.
