I’m on the letter M . I think I skipped couple of letters.
Today is super light hearted. I have a story about monkeys and my once upon a time ago- relationship with them.
I grew up in Africa. Monkeys were like naughty pets and thieves.
One morning. I’m chilling watching cartoon network. I still remember what I as watching – Johnny Bravo .
I had the sliding door open and I hear some movement behind the sofa. I turn around and there is an entire family of monkeys on the dining room table trying to steal our fruit out of our fruit bowl!
I screamed for my Ma. She came down and shooed them away with a broom stick. Speaking of broomsticks I also have stories about snakes but let’s take it easy.
One story at a time . Calm down Daisy...
My most frustrating story with monkeys…
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