Everywhere -- and I mean everywhere, are these huge, shimmering ibis. They stick their beaks in the ground and vibrate them to simulate the falling of rain; when the worms come up out of the ground, which I guess is something worms all over the world do when it rains, they eat them, yum. They also make a terrible cawing sound and everyone I met complained about their ugly squawking. They obviously did not share the Egyptian-like reverence for the bird that Trinis have. Ours is scarlet and much smaller, and I have never heard them make a sound, but I was insulted. That's the big sister of my national bird, dude. IBIS ROCK!
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