Rainbow Jungle

Yesterday I went to a Bird Breeding Centre named Rainbow Jungle. It mainly had  little finch-type birds and colourful lorikeets.

Purple-crowned Lorikeet: little finch-type bird

Superb Parrot: colourful lorikeet

We had seen it in a magazine but we weren’t planning to go until we saw it on a bike ride. We couldn’t have known it was there except there was a tower with a sign on it: Parrot Breeding Centre. We planned to go.

When we got there, I noticed a bin covered in stickers. They all read the same thing; Rainbow Jungle. The gift shop was choc-a-block with anything to do with birds. At the counter, there were even real macaw tail feathers! I knew they would be from the place’s birds. Dad asked the lady  how much it was for a family pass. It was $40. Well, at least that’s what the lady said. It seemed dad didn’t have his wallet, so mum paid instead. The fist bird: a corella. Judging by the sign, his name was Cocky and he could do a lot of tricks, but all he was ready to do was say, “Hello Cocky”. He was supposed be able to sing “ladededa”, so I sang that, but he started dancing, which was very amusing.When he got tired, we moved on.

The birds were wonderful. They came in every colour you could imagine. There were ponds with goldfish in them and features such as a stone man spitting into a pool, a trickling waterfall and lilies and lilypads. When we reached the tower, we climbed up. There were a pair of coin binoculars, but mum and dad never let us do that sort of thing. Then I saw a couple of $1 coins! I put one through the slot. Dad lifted me up so I could use them for a bit, but said I was too heavy. He used them instead, watching these boring surfers.

We went on. It was extremely interesting. Eventually we came back to Cocky, who was having a nap, and ate lunch. Then, as we had nothing else to do, we went through the gift shop and back home.