It was a bright Saturday morning when Tumi grabbed his tablet.
“Today, I’ll beat my high score!” he shouted.

“Asha!” Tumi called to his sister. “The Wi-Fi is broken!”
Asha rolled her eyes. “Maybe the Wi-Fi Monster ate it.”

NO WIFI

“The Wi-Fi Monster?” Tumi gasped. “That’s real?”
“Of course!” Asha grinned. “It eats signals for breakfast.”

The children ran to Grandma Zanele.
“Gogo! The Wi-Fi is gone!” they cried.

Grandma chuckled. “When I was little, we didn’t even have Wi-Fi.”
Tumi’s jaw dropped. “No Wi-Fi? How did you survive?!”

Grandma winked. “We made our own fun. Want to try?”
Asha nodded. “Yes! Let’s beat the Wi-Fi Monster.”

First, they built a blanket fort in the living room.
“This is our Wi-Fi Monster trap!” Tumi declared.

Inside the fort, Asha whispered, “Shh… listen. Maybe we’ll hear it.”
Tumi giggled. “I hear your tummy growling.”

They marched to the backyard with wooden spoons as swords.
“Show yourself, Monster!” Tumi shouted.

But instead of a monster, they found a butterfly.
“It’s beautiful,” Asha whispered.

Grandma clapped. “See? Adventures are everywhere. "Tumi scratched his head. “Even without Wi-Fi?”

Next, Asha pulled out her crayons.
“Let’s draw the Wi-Fi Monster!” she said.

Her drawing had big googly eyes and ten wobbly legs.
Tumi added sharp teeth and a silly tail.

“Looks scary!” said Tumi.
“Looks funny!” said Asha.
Grandma laughed. “Looks like it needs a hug.”

Later, Tumi drummed on pots and pans.
“Boom! Boom! Monster music!” he yelled.

Asha twirled with a scarf.
“Monster dance!” she giggled.

Grandma clapped to the beat.
“This is better than any Wi-Fi show!” she cheered.

When they got tired, Grandma told them a story.
“In my day, monsters lived in the forest, not the router.”

Asha whispered, “Maybe the Wi-Fi Monster is hiding in the forest, too.”
Tumi gasped. “We must catch it!”

They made a plan.
Step 1: Bait the Monster with cookies.
Step 2: Trap it with a laundry basket.

They set the cookies near the fort.
Tumi whispered, “Shh… wait.”

Minutes passed. Nothing happened.
Then—CRASH! The basket fell.

“Did we catch it?!” Asha cried.
Tumi peeked under the basket.