here is a chimpanzee who is sad. Every time a primate in the forest reaches puberty, at some point they receive a magical present. Most primates receive magical bananas, some magical logs, some magical vines. Some receive even more mysterious magical gifts. Some carry their logs, bananas, vines, etc. with great pride; especially a lot of the banana-weilding-variety of simian because there were a LOT of them and they teased the others for not having bananas. So, several of the other present-carrying primates decided to form a club of non-banana-having variety. Some found pride in their magical vines or flowers or whatnots; some embraced the idea that it didn’t matter what magical thing you were carrying, but what kind of life you decided to live.

Now, our sad chimpanzee friend had never received her magical present and realised that she probably never would. Over time, she found other present-less friends in the forest and they felt that playing in the river was more fun than carrying a banana or a vine or what-have-you, anyways. But the banana-holders were mean spirited and teased her so not having a present. They told her many mean things and said that she would “get her banana one day”. But she didn’t care about bananas and wanted to join the non-banana-having club.

However, many of the monkeys were mean. They told her that because she ate normal bananas, she was not one of them. She protested, telling them that she didn’t have a magical banana and that the others were being mean. Some accepted her, some did not.”