The Brave Little Flagman

Deep in the green jungle, Milo the monkey was playing by the silver tracks. Suddenly, he stopped. CRACK! A giant tree had fallen, twisting the metal rails into a jagged mess.

"Oh no!" Milo gasped. "The Big Blue Train is coming!"

In the distance, he heard it. Chug-a-chug-a-chug. A cloud of black smoke rose over the trees. The train was fast, heavy, and heading straight for trouble.

Milo remembered the railroad workers. He knew that a red flag meant STOP! He scrambled to the station hut, snatched a bright red flag, and raced back to the tracks.

Milo stood tall. He waved the flag left and right. He jumped up and down. "Stop, Train! Stop!" he cheered.

Inside the noisy engine, the engineer squinted. "Look! A monkey with a red flag!"

His co-pilot gripped the wheel. "Red means danger! Pull the brake!"

SCREEECH! The giant metal wheels hissed and sparked. The Big Blue Train groaned to a halt—just inches away from the broken track.

The engineers climbed down, their eyes wide. "That brave little monkey saved us all!"

But Milo was already gone. With a happy swing of his tail, he vanished into the deep, quiet forest. He didn't need a "thank you"—he just needed everyone to be safe.