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did you call?" came a young volce. And out of the mist waddled a rather
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As Monty and the little penguin made their way through the rough undergrowth, penguin burrows and coarse sand, Portly never stopped talking' ,,Look out here, Monty, this is a steep bit. I can manage but you may slip," warned Portly. "Noy see these Boulders - isn't it amazing to think that I am the only little penguin who can get to the top - isn't that incredible?" he continued' Monty,s sharp little eyes spotted other eyes peeking out of the nooks and your crannies on the beach, and he could hear hushed giggles. "Where are all
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Monty was getting bored just watching Portly, and he looked around for some other action. He noticed that some other penguins had arrived on the beach. He turned to chat to them, but Portly saw that he had lost Monty's attention, and quickly leapt out of the water and grabbed Monty's paw. "Come on, Monty
you don't want to hang around here - | have other things to show you." Monty was dragged off all over the beach and shown each and every marvellous thing that the penguin could do. At last he was exhausted. "Enough for one day - | must find a bite to ea! and then get to bed!" he insisted to the sad little penguin. "l will see you in the morning." Firmly Monty waved goodbye to Portly, found himself a a delicious lizard for supper and crawled into
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MONTY,S PICNIC WITH THE PENGUINS
At last they came to a big cave under an enormous boulder. Moonlight filtered through little cracks, providing at least some light. Monty's eyes took a little while to adjust to the strangeness. His heart trembled a little, and he wondered
why he had been dragged out on this cold and foggy night. A gruff old voice called the meeting to order. Monty could just make out the shape of a pair of big bright eyes and tufty ears. lt was Ndala the Owl.
"We welcome Monty here and all the other animals who could attend this meeting. Let's get straight to the point
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much time. The Boulders
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Ihe Vare eame The next morning, the fog was thicker than ever as Monty gingerly made his way to the sea, nursing a sore tail after his slide the night before. lt wasn't long before lots of little penguins had gathered around him, all chanting the Penguin
Waddle and chatting excitedly. Just then there was a loud thump, as Portly jumped off a high rock and landed smack bang in the middle of the circle. "Come on, Monty, you don't want to stay here
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you today," shouted the rude little penguin, barging past the others.
Monty shook his head firmly. "No, I decided that it would be fun to play game with your friends today."
"But I don't want to, that's boring," moaned
a
Portly,
who was used to getting his own way. He began to
sulk behind the rock and the other penguins looked a little frightened.
Monty laughed. "You'll lose out on all the fun!" He turned to the others. "Listen, this is how the game works." Before he could continue, Portly interrupted loudly, "l told you I don't want to play
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That animal must do what I dare him to do and then it is his turn to choose an animal and think of a dare. The dares are not allowed to be too difficult - just
fun." All the penguins were intrigued by this idea, remembering the plan Monty had shared with them at the secret meeting. They couldn't wait to start.
"Come on Monty, let's start. We can't wait." There was a sullen silence from behind the rock, followed by a muttering that this was all far too boring. Monty ignored Portly and started the game. He closed his eyes, spun round three times and pointed. The penguin he chose was very small and very shy, and was often teased by Portly. Monty put his paw
around him and reassured him. "Righg Tiny, here's your dare! You have to climb onto the rock behind me and jump off," commanded Monty.
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anything!" he insisted. "Portly, I want you to go deep-sea diving and to catch the biggest fish you can find. Bring it
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choose the next game." Portly laughed. "ls that all? You all know I am great at fishing
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into the fog, and they heard him splashing in the water. Monty began to giggle. "Wait until he sees the fish that Corky the Seal caught for me this morning. He will never be able to catch anything bigger. That will teach him not to brag so much. Come on, teach me the Penguin
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round and started teaching Monty how waddle. lt was hilarious, watching him try the
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our son?" screamed Boulder Bill, his pink eyebrows quivering with anxiety.
Monty began
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explain what had
happened. Boulder Bill and Pernickety went pale. Some of the penguins began to sob.
Nobody had wanted to hurt Portly. When Monty had finished explaining, there was silence, except for the call of the cormorants and the sound of the sea lapping against the beach. Unexpectedly, the swoosh of white wings broke the silence. "What is going on here? ls someone hurt?" lt was Ndala. He had been awakened from his morning snooze by the loud honk. Boulder Bill had lost all his bossiness. He sobbed as his wife stood next to him
with her head bowed. Once again Monty explained what had happened, and pointed to the sea. "Don't stand there sobbing. That won't help anyone." scolded Ndala, taking command of the situation. "Come on, we have to send out a search party." Ndala immediately started mobilising everyone into action. The cormorants and gulls were sent to scour the sea from above. Corky the Seal and his friends were told
to
search
the sea from below.
Penguin
scouts were placed on every rock
as
lookouts to watch for any sign of
the little penguin. Monty started to comfort and reassure Portly's parents. Everyone was involved
in the search for Portly, and they all hurriedly took up their positions to look for him. The long wait began. The first hour passed. There was no sign of Portly, and no reports of sightings. The beach
seemed unnaturally quiet. Boats started
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Ihe Rescue Six whole days and six whole nights passed. Everyone was exhausted, and started to give up hope. Monty took his turn as watch-mongoose on the rock. Every frond of seaweed that danced before his eyes looked like a penguin, and each
time he checked and checked again to make sure that it wasn't Portly. Nonetheless, he kept his eyes peeled. lust then he saw a strange shape bobbing up and down
on
the
lt looked like Corky the Seal, but he had a strange shape on his back. Monty's
waves.
heart leapt. He stared hard at the shape as
it crept closer. Could it
be? No, the seal disappeared under the sea for what seemed like ages. Monty sighed. There it was again,
closer now. Craning his neck so far
that he nearly fell into the water,
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Boulder Bill touched Corky's face with his wing. "How can I ever thank you? | am so grateful to you." Pernickety didn't even notice the seaweed draped all
over her son and the seal. She kept jumping up and down, shouting, "He's back, he's back!"
As the animals heard the story of Portly's rescue and how he had been cleaned and saved from the oil spill and almost certain death, it was clear there were many changed animals at Boulders.
Not once did Portly mention his own bravery or courage. He had only admiration and praise for the two-legged animals called humans, who had helped to clean his oil-soaked wings and feathers. He couldn't say enough about Corky and the other anignals that had helped him to safety. 20
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The Boulders for which Boulders Beach is named are found nestling in' a sheltered cove between Simon's Town and Cape Point in the Cape. The Boulders are a cluster of huge granite rocks, which provide a home for many indigenous animals and birds, including the African penguin.
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Afincan ?engvin
ln'1982, two pairs of breeding penguins were spotted at Boulders. Amazingly, this colony has grown to some 3 000 penguins in recent years. The African penguin is the only penguin species that is onlyfound on the African continent and the colony at Boulders near Simon's Town is the only breeding colony in South Africa. 22
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Turrnrs ro our Prueuus Natural ?redators There are some animals
and birds that feed on
our penguins. On land, these include dogs and leopards. Penguins are
protected from dogs at Boulders as the area is fenced in, and Cape Peninsula National Park staff keep a careful eye on the birds. In the sea, some of the penguin's predators include the killer whale, sharks
and gulls. However, the penguin's black back provides clever camouflage,
which makes it difficult to see in the darker, deeper waters, and protects it to some extent.
Threats The greatest threat to our penguins is the danger of oil
pollution from tankers. Virtually every year tons of oil are accidentally deposited in the Table Bay area, and thousands of penguins have to be rushed to SANCCOB
to be rehabilitated. The oil destroys the insulating ability of the feathers and the birds die of exposure in the cold water if they are not rescued and cleaned. lt costs approximately R1 500.00 to clean just one bird. The penguin's food supply is also reduced by commercialfishing industries, so we need to monitor fishing very carefully.
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Ali Corbett runs her business from home in Hout Bay with lots of helP from her husband, Ian, hu two childrm, Samantha and Dave, and all the animals! Ali's business, Cape For Kds, aims to introduce children to the beautiful Cape through the medium of PuPPetry and stoies. Monty's Picnic with the Penguins is the fourth book in the
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