And he began to worry even more.
So he set off inland and finally he came to the place where the biggest palms grew. There was the great grandmother of all the palm trees with a trunk so high it disappeared into the sky.
Monkey looked up and began to climb.
So he took a siesta and when he awoke it was evening. He saw a big crowd of important, glamorous people queuing to enter the palace for the party. He crept into the line, into the middle of a group of dancing stars.
Soon he was staring up at two mean looking bouncers. They looked at him and said: “No monkeys on the list” and pushed him away.
At the back of the gardens was the magical coconut grove. He climbed up into the nearest tree and picked one of the Immortal Coconuts, opened it and began to drink. Then he drank another. And another.
And that special coconut, which Monkey planted after finding it when he woke up, grew into a big tree that soon became a big field of trees.
Monkey decided to start harvesting the juice from the nuts to share with his friends, so they too could become strong and live long, happy lives.
Soon word of his amazing drink spread far beyond the shores of his island, and so he put it into cans with his picture on and he sent it off on a ship and now everyone can drink the juice of the Immortal Coconut and feel just as wonderful as Monkey does.
Is just the beginning..