In the peaceful corner of the forest, heartbreaking cries echoed through the trees. Tiny baby Calvin, so small and helpless, screamed out in hunger and sadness. His fragile body trembled as he reached toward his mother, Casi, but she turned away coldly, rejecting him again and again. Instead of nursing him or pulling him into her arms, she brushed him off, leaving Calvin alone on the hard ground.
His cries grew louder, full of desperation and longing. Calvin was not just hungry—he was begging for warmth, safety, and the love only a mother could give. Each tiny whimper seemed to cry out, “Please hug me, Mama… I’m scared and cold.” But Mama Casi seemed distant, either overwhelmed or emotionally detached, showing no motherly care.
The other monkeys glanced toward him with curiosity, but no one came to help. Calvin’s round eyes, filled with tears, searched for someone—anyone—to comfort him. He tried crawling to Casi once more, hoping for a change, a second chance—but she pushed him away yet again.
The sight was too painful to witness. A baby who only wanted a warm hug and a drop of milk was treated as if he didn’t matter. Nature can be cruel, and sometimes even mother monkeys can fail their little ones. Calvin’s soft cries continued into the evening, echoing sadness and pure heartbreak.
In those tiny trembling arms reaching up, in those innocent cries, was a simple wish—a hug, a little milk, and the love that every baby deserves. Calvin didn’t understand why his mom rejected him. All he knew was the cold, the hunger, and the pain of being unloved.
