![]() And still Colby sat and squirmed and tried, tried and tried to pull out the berry he thought lay inside the little hole in the tall tree of the branch where he wasted the hours and squandered his time when he could have been partying with friends and his family. The sun began to set, the pale moon filled the sky. “This silly berry is making me waste my time! I just need to pull it out, then all will be fine!” He heard laughing and splashing and singing nearby, but he was determined- “This berry will be mine!” The music from the Purpleberry Birthday Bash floated into his ears-He got angry and mad! “I won’t let go, can’t let go, will never let go! This purpleberry will be mine!” Colby bellowed. His arms got tired, his wrist became sore, his hand ached. He pulled and he pulled and he pulled with all his strength. His fingers could fit, but his fist was stuck, it seemed. He wrapped his fingers around it and pulled, and… well… He snuck in his fingers, one by one, til his whole fist made it in and he could touch the berry he wished he could keep and eat and enjoy all to himself. The hole was deep but the opening was tiny, so Colby squeezed his monkey hand inside. Yes! I can enjoy this berry all to myself!” “I don’t have to share berries with anyone else. He saw a bright purple shape and was filled with hope. He jumped to the tree and peered inside a hole. “Could it be? A purpleberry just for me? Aww Yeah!” “Fruit punch and cake, swimming, games, friends-I can hardly wait!”īut then, as he swung by one tree, he looked and saw… That day Colby woke up, brushed his teeth and started to swing his way to the Purpleberry Bushes, dreaming about all the fun he would have at the party. He could hardly wait, but soon the day came and the party began! It ran from Friday morning to Sunday night and everyone enjoyed purpleberry fruit punch and purpleberry cake and purpleberry soup and danced and played throwing games and laughed at jokes and they partied and swam in Purpleberry Creek. Everyone was thrilled, especially Colby! He had turned one that year, so he could finally go to the party everyone had told him about. The Purpleberry Birthday Bash happened each year as a joint party for all the monkeys living near The Purpleberry Bushes of Nool. Well, now one day Colby and his family and friends received invites to a party that weekend. He was great at swinging vines, even in his sleep! He and his friends played games up high in the forest to see which chimpanzee could throw things the farthest– nuts, wads of paper and stones-whatever they found on the ground. He could jump over a river in one big leap. Colby lived far away, in the Jungle of Nool with his family and friends-and he was very cool.
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