The Little Monkey and the Two Beers
by Jace Daniel (b. 1969)
Once upon a time in Monkeyland there was a little monkey who lived in one of the trees. He was very good at being a little monkey, but was very unhappy.
“There has to be more to life than this,” he thought.
So one day the little monkey built a boat out of banana tree wood. He sailed away to Gorillaland to consult an old gorilla, the leader of that land. When the little monkey arrived, he asked the old gorilla, “What’s the point of all this?”
The old gorilla sensed the little monkey’s honesty and took out two beers. “I’ll show you what the point of all this is,” said the old gorilla, “But you must do exactly as I say.”
The old gorilla handed the two beers to the monkey and continued, “Take these two beers back to Monkeyland, drink both of them, and return here for further instructions.”
So the little monkey took both beers in his boat made of banana tree wood and sailed back to Monkeyland. As he sat on the beach and cracked open his first beer, a sad monkey came out of the jungle. This sad monkey was obviously very poor and very thirsty, and not very good at being a monkey. He saw the two beers in the little monkey’s hand.
“Have a beer with me,” said the little monkey. The little monkey cracked open the other beer, handed it to the sad monkey, and they clicked bottles. “Cheers,” said the little monkey. “Cheers,” said the sad monkey. And the two monkeys drank the two beers, and had a great conversation about life.
The little monkey felt rather good about what he had done, and jumped back in his boat made of banana tree wood. He sailed as fast as he could back to Gorillaland to tell the old gorilla what he had done.
To the little monkey’s surprise, the old gorilla was very mad. “I told you to drink both beers,” the old gorilla scolded.
The little monkey was confused. “But I met another monkey who was sad and thirsty, and I shared my beers with him, and we had a conversation about life.”
The old gorilla shook his head in anger. “You were supposed to do exactly as I said. You must now leave Gorillaland and never come back here again.”
So the little monkey jumped in his boat made of banana tree wood and sailed back to Monkeyland.
A year passed. During that time, the little monkey became good friends with the sad monkey.
And the sad monkey became a happy monkey.
And the happy monkey introduced the little monkey to all his monkey friends. And they introduced the little monkey to their other monkey friends. And before long, the little monkey had more monkey friends than any other monkey in Monkeyland.
Another year passed, and the little monkey met the most beautiful monkey he had ever seen in his life. They fell in love and were married. They had many beautiful little monkey children, and everything these little monkey children did was a source of great pleasure and pride to their parents.
In time, the little monkey became a wise little monkey. The wise little monkey was held in such high esteem that he was eventually elected ruler of Monkeyland, and monkeys came from all the different areas of the land to seek his advice. As word got around, all the animals from their own land would travel to Monkeyland to get advice from the wise little monkey.
The wise little monkey lived to be many years old, and considered himself a very fortunate and happy little monkey indeed.
And that was just the first beer.