Milo the Monkey’s Missing Banana
Milo loses a banana and blames friends, then learns to ask and say sorry in the jungle.
- Recommended age
- 3-5
- Theme
- Friendship
- Length
- 18 story pages
Page 1
Welcome to Milo's jungle! This story shows how asking kindly and listening to friends can fix mix-ups. Follow Milo as he hunts for his breakfast banana and discovers a big friendship lesson.
Page 2
Milo the Monkey adored bananas—big, small, and spotty. Each morning he picked one bright banana to be his extra-special breakfast treat. He even sang a silly banana song!
Page 3
One sunny jungle morning, Milo chose the brightest banana, set it on a flat rock, and chirped, 'I'll eat you after I swing on the vines!' Off he hurried, tail swishing with joy.
Page 4
After swinging fast and high, Milo skipped back— but the rock was bare! His lovely banana had vanished like magic, and his happy grin flipped upside down. 'Uh-oh!' he gulped.
Page 5
Milo's eyes grew huge. 'My banana is GONE!' he squeaked, bouncing in circles. Worry buzzed in his ears like angry bees. Where could it be?
Page 6
His face turned grumpy, and his tail twitched like a drum. 'Someone stole it!' Milo shouted, pointing at the trees. 'I will find the banana bandit right now!'
Page 7
He marched to Tara the Toucan nibbling purple berries. 'Tara, did you take my banana?' he barked. Tara shook her bright beak. 'No, Milo. Just berries—see the juice?' Milo huffed away.
Page 8
Next he stomped to Ellie the Elephant splashing in the river. 'Ellie, you must have it!' he cried. Ellie sprayed water high. 'Only water here, friend,' she said gently. Milo's frown grew.
Page 9
Milo hurried to Zippy the Zebra racing by. 'Zippy, stop! Hand over my banana!' he shouted. Stripes shaking with surprise, Zippy puffed, 'I'm only running laps, buddy—no snacks with me.'
Page 10
Milo crossed his arms and plopped down. 'Nobody admits it! Nobody is my friend,' he grumbled, lonely as a single leaf. Tiny tears tickled his eyes.
Page 11
Time passed. Milo's tummy rumbled like jungle drums. He stared at the empty rock and sighed, still hungry and sad. A tiny thought began to wiggle in his mind.
Page 12
'Wait…' he whispered. Milo peeked behind rocks, under leaves, around roots—nothing. He scratched his head and replayed the morning like a movie inside his mind.
Page 13
'I picked it… placed it… then sat on that log!' he yelped. Milo dashed over, and there on the log, a bit dusty but safe, rested his missing banana.
Page 14
Milo drooped. 'I moved it myself,' he sighed. 'I blamed my friends for nothing.' His cheeks burned, but he carefully carried the banana back to say sorry.
Page 15
Facing everyone, Milo breathed deep. 'Friends, I found the banana. I forgot I set it on a log. I'm sorry for shouting and blaming you. I was wrong. Please forgive me.'
Page 16
Tara flapped, Ellie smiled, and Zippy nodded. 'We forgive you,' they said. 'Next time, ask, don't accuse.' Warm relief blossomed in Milo's heart. He nodded gratefully.
Page 17
Milo peeled the banana and broke it into four pieces. 'One for Tara, one for Ellie, one for Zippy, and one for me!' They munched together, laughing under the sunny trees.
Page 18
Milo's big blue eyes sparkled. He learned that asking kindly and telling the truth keep friends close. The jungle felt brighter as they stood together, smiling.