dad sell fruit

The sun peeked over the treetops, and Monkey BiBi was already wide awake. Today was a big day—BiBi was going to help Dad with the morning routine on the farm!

Wearing a tiny apron and a big smile, BiBi scrambled into the kitchen. “Let’s make breakfast!” she squeaked, tying her apron with determination. With a banana in one hand and a wooden spoon in the other, BiBi mashed fruit, stirred oats, and even flipped mini pancakes—with only one getting stuck on the ceiling!

Dad laughed as he walked in. “Smells delicious, BiBi! You’re quite the chef.”

After breakfast, it was time for the fruit stand. BiBi helped pack baskets with shiny apples, ripe bananas, juicy mangoes, and bright oranges. She double-checked each one to make sure it looked just right.

At the stand by the road, BiBi waved to customers, handing out fruit with a polite “thank you” and the biggest grin. Kids giggled when she offered samples, and grown-ups smiled at how responsible and cheerful she was.

“Would you like a sweet mango or a crunchy apple?” she asked one visitor, holding both in her tiny hands.

By midday, the stand was almost empty—everything was selling fast!

“Great job today,” Dad said, ruffling her fur gently.

BiBi beamed with pride. She had cooked, organized, and sold fruit like a true helper. As a reward, Dad gave her a big scoop of coconut ice cream and a little gold star sticker that read: Super Helper!

That evening, BiBi curled up in her hammock, tired but happy.

“Tomorrow,” she yawned, “we make smoothies.”