This penguin here is from Cape Town, where one of my uncles went on a holiday to. A penguin in Singapore is as good as putting it in an oven. Bless his soul, I hope he gets used to the weather. He is an extraordinary kid, and doesn’t waddle and fumble like the rest of his kind. Nopes, waddling is too un-cool for him.
Instead, he jumps and does a flip!
Sadly though, he’s not here to stay, which is partly why I didn’t give him a name, naming him would make it too sentimental. He’s meant for my little nephew Kayven, who most probably wouldn’t appreciate him in the long term.