I knew Harvey in play school, even before my sister Sylvie did. He fell in love with her, and she probably saved him from himself. Each to her own tastes, I always say, for I could never have lived with a man like him. 

Harvey was an oddball even at age 2. He played only with toys of a single colour. The triangle, square and circle all had to be red, or all blue, otherwise, he wouldn’t fit them into his puzzle. All his toy cars had to be black. If they were blue or yellow, his dad had to paint them black, or he wouldn’t touch them. And every night, he parked them beside his bed in tidy rows. If you pushed one out of place inadvertently, he’d get out of bed and settle the lot again. 


The Legend of Harvey 

Harvey sitting on the floor, sorting through a pile of toys with a focused expression, ensuring each toy is of a single color. The background shows a colorful room with various toys scattered around.

Once upon a time, in a small town, a new kid named Harvey moved in. He was unlike anyone they had ever seen. His hair was short and brown, and he had a peculiar way of doing things. He only played with toys of a single color. If the triangle, square, and circle weren't all red or all blue, he wouldn't fit them into his puzzle. All his toy cars had to be black, and if they weren't, his dad had to paint them black, or he wouldn't touch them.

The Mysterious New Kid

Sylvie and I'am, both with smiles, watching Harvey play. Sylvie is depicted with long black hair, and I'am with medium black hair. The background is a playground with diverse children playing.

Despite his peculiar ways, Harvey was kind and had a big heart. He met two friends, Sylvie and I'am, who accepted him for who he was. Sylvie was an Indian little girl with long black hair, and I'am was also an Indian little girl with medium black hair. They all became the best of friends, and Harvey's quirks didn't matter to them. They played together every day, and Harvey's love for organizing things neatly started to fade away.

The Unlikely Friendship

Harvey, with a look of realization and joy, playing with a multicolored toy. The background shows a park with children playing with various colored toys.

As time passed, Harvey's friends helped him see that it's okay for things to be different. They showed him that the world is full of colors and that it's okay to embrace them. Harvey started to play with toys of all colors and even let go of the need for everything to be perfectly organized. He realized that being different is what makes each of them special, and that's what makes their friendship so strong.

The Power of Acceptance

Harvey, Sylvie, and I'am holding hands, laughing and walking down a path filled with flowers of different colors, symbolizing diversity. The background is a sunny meadow with a rainbow overhead.

In the end, Harvey learned that it's okay to be himself and to embrace the uniqueness of others. His friendship with Sylvie and I'am taught him that true friends accept you for who you are. They continued to have amazing adventures together, celebrating their differences and creating beautiful memories that would last a lifetime. And so, the legend of Harvey and his wonderful friends lived on, inspiring others to embrace diversity and celebrate individuality.