The sun looked like a small ripe melon in the sky high above Phindulo’s head. He liked to walk through the bush and listen to the birds singing in the trees. But today was different. There was a big noise coming from deep in the bush. It sounded like an argument.

Phindulo followed the noise until he came to a clearing. In the middle of the clearing, he saw Baboon and Monkey shouting at each other. He also saw an E-N-O-R-M-O-U-S pumpkin. Baboon and Monkey stood on either side of the pumpkin. Baboon showed his big teeth and Monkey chattered and shook his head. They both looked very angry.
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“Hello,” said Phindulo. “What’s going on?”

“Phindulo,” said Monkey, “Baboon is being greedy.”

“Oh, please,” said Baboon. “Monkey is being greedy.”

“I saw it first,” said Monkey. He waved his little fist towards the pumpkin.

“Whoa,” said Phindulo. “Stop! I thought you two were friends?”

“Well, uhh mmm,” said Monkey. “Look, we were out walking when I saw this big pumpkin here. We both ran for it and Baboon got to it first. Now he says that it’s his pumpkin.”

“It is my pumpkin!” said Baboon. “I touched it first, so it’s mine.”

“Well, I saw it first. You would have walked right past it if it wasn’t for me!” said Monkey.

“Oh, please,” said Baboon.

“And now what?” asked Phindulo. He sat down on the grass in front of them. After a long time he said, “Gosh! That is a very big pumpkin.”

“We already know that,” said Baboon and Monkey rolling their eyes.

“It reminds me of our apple tree,” said Phindulo.

“Your apple tree?” asked Monkey frowning. “What are you talking about, Phindulo?”

“Well,” said Phindulo, “just last year, the apple tree in our garden grew so many apples that every cupboard and basket in the house was filled with apples. And no matter how many we ate and made into pies, there were still too many for my mama, my tata and me. It’s sort of like this pumpkin.”