Yakabatanidzwa ruzha

In a quiet village, a playful monkey lived near an old grandfather’s house. Every day, the monkey would steal fruits from the garden and run away laughing. One day, the grandfather calmly placed a basket of fruits outside. Curious, the monkey came down—but instead of running, he noticed the old man smiling kindly. “Why don’t you ask instead of stealing?” the grandfather said gently. The monkey felt ashamed. From that day on, he visited daily—not to steal, but to share moments and fruits with