THE MONKEY BOY THAT STOOD UP
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Both tribes would spend a lot of time climbing through the trees looking for the banban fruits and fantan berries that dangled from the jungle branches. These monkey people had learnt to collect the berries and fruits in hollowed-out bamboo tubes that littered the forest floor, although most of the time they just stuffed themselves as they ambled along.
Often they would have to shoo away the funky gibbons, whose long tails enabled them to hang upside down as they screamed and shouted at the Nantals and Sappers, who curiously had no such tails.
As time went on, the Sappers and Nantals spent more time roaming the forest floor, wandering about on all fours looking for tic-tacs and lizards that hid under fallen trees and rocks. Cane, Bamboo’s father-to-be, had often seen Sugar gathering tic-tacs as he swung through the trees with rest of his Nantal buddies. He instantly admired the way Sugar looked and moved, but he knew it would be hard to approach her, as the tribes barely tolerated each other. However, she had caught his glance and smiled at him, and this was very encouraging.
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Looking up at the stars at night, it seems that though they
may be never ending in time, at one point, the twinkling
must have had a beginning.
Young people doing something for the first time often
find it thrilling just like Bamboo did when he stood up and
faced the world.
I hope Bamboo’s exploits will inspire you to share with
others the fun of embracing new challenges. Perhaps
you may be the very first person to discover a completely
different way of hopping, jumping, or thinking.
About the Author
My name is John, and I’m a retired schoolteacher, married to Sheila who still walks the chalk. We have two fine sons Mike and Stuart and two delightful daughters-in-law, Caz and Jo. Stuart and Jo blessed us with our first granddaughter Leia who is two years old and a real bundle of fun. Mike and Caz have just welcomed Hannah our second granddaughter who arrived in April 2012.
My mother Sara is eighty-six. She is Dutch and married my dad Jack in England on Christmas Day in 1948. My sister Mia, who illustrated this story, lives in the lovely village of Cartmel in the English Lake District, where she works with children in a local primary school.
I completed my education at Swansea University and went on to become Head of Geography at Altrincham Boys Grammar School. I love gardening, sport and walking in the countryside. I have a passion for angling and still play the bass in a rhythm-and blues band called Band-age. I hope you spotted the fishy connection in the last line and that reading the story of Bamboo will make you smile.
John Barton