158 JUNGLE ISLAND 



At night the toucan becomes an even more 

 comical sight. He sleeps outside his nest on a 

 limb, folding himself up like a jackknife. First 

 he twists his neck till the great beak Hes down 

 his back like the ridgepole of a roof. Then he 

 humps up his wings to make supporting side walls 

 along the beak. And last, his spread tail is bent 

 forward roof-like over wings and beak. 



