Pipkin the penguin lived on a giant, shiny blue iceberg where everything was white, grey, or cold blue. While the other penguins loved to slide on their bellies, Pipkin spent his days looking at a tattered picture book of tropical flowers. 'I want to see the red petals and the orange blooms,' Pipkin told the chilly wind. He decided then and there that he would find a way to fly to the warm Emerald Jungle.