We see several flamingos in a lake. Some are busy removing mud from their feathers and others seek vegetation to eat, placing their beak in the water. On land are some mothers with their eggs. Close to them are two cubs, their feathers still white, asking for the attention of their progenitors. They are drowsy and, finally, when the mothers get up and approach them, they place the neck in an "S" shape under their body, and fall asleep. A cub tries to imitate a male flamingo that, nearby, in an elegant way, scratches one leg with the other. The cub unbalances itself several times until it succeeds. Everyone sleeps.
We see several flamingos in a lake. Some are busy removing mud from their feathers and others seek vegetation to eat, placing their beak in the water. On land are some mothers with their eggs. Close to them are two cubs, their feathers still white, asking for the attention of their progenitors. They are drowsy and, finally, when the mothers get up and approach them, they place the neck in an "S" shape under their body, and fall asleep. A cub tries to imitate a male flamingo that, nearby, in an elegant way, scratches one leg with the other. The cub unbalances itself several times until it succeeds. Everyone sleeps.