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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Home (01/09/06)

TITLE: Harold the Little Round Boy
By Christl Boyd
01/12/06


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Once upon a time there was a little boy named Harold. He lived in the town of Pegville where everyone was shaped like a square peg. Everyone, except Harold that is. Harold was….well, Harold was round. Yep, no doubt about it, Harold was round.

Although the people in Pegville were kind to him, Harold just didn't feel like he "fit" in. After all, nobody looked like him or enjoyed the same things as him. So, one day he decided to hop on a train to find out if there were other people like him.

The first stop on his journey had been Triangle Town. When he got off the train to stretch his legs, he soon realized it wasn't the place for him. Everyone there was pointy and very cross. No matter how quickly he had stepped aside to get out of people's way; poor Harold kept getting poked in the tummy. By the time he had boarded the train again, the poor round boy was black and blue.

After lunchtime, the train made another stop. This time in Boxy City. Harold had never seen such large buildings and busy people before. When he stepped off the train, he was quickly swept up into a crowd of square shaped folk. They pushed him to and fro till he was out of breath. Not one person said, "sorry" or "excuse me".

So, when the Conductor blew the train's whistle, Harold ran thru the crowd and leapt on the train. The little round boy bounced into his seat. He couldn’t remember the last time he'd had such a frustrating day. As he drifted off to sleep, Harold decided that if the next place didn't suit him, he'd just go back to Pegville!

"Circle County,"the Conductor announced. "Next stop…Circle County!"

Harold wiped away the sleep from his eyes. Upon sitting up in his seat, he looked out the window. He couldn't believe what he saw! There went one. Then two. Three. Four. Everyone in Circle County was ROUND!!!!

Harold bounced up and down with excitement. After thanking the Conductor, the little round boy got off the train. He bounced to the town's center in hopes of meeting some people. Much to his surprise, no one would stop and talk to him. Everyone was too busy bouncing up and down. And if they weren't bouncing, they were rolling around.

If you've ever tried to carry on a conversation with someone who's rolling around on the floor, then you understand Harold's dilemma. It seemed that everywhere the little round boy turned, nobody would talk to him. He would try to ask a question, but people were too involved with their bouncing games.

So, the little round boy decided to hop back on the train and leave Circle County. He was sure that everyone was nice enough. At least he hoped they were. He really couldn't tell because he could never get anyone to stop bouncing long enough to talk to him!

As the train pulled out of the station, Harold settled back into his seat. It wouldn't be long until they reached Pegville, the Conductor had told him. The little round boy yawned his approval as he fell off to sleep.

"Pegville," the Conductor yelled. "Next stop….Pegville!"

Harold bounced up and down in his seat. He'd never been so excited in all his life. The last two days had been full of adventure and many new things. Lots of different people and places. But it was pulling to a stop in front of his hometown, that made Harold's heart leap for joy.

As he got off the train and bounced toward the town's center, he was greeted by everyone he passed by. In Pegville, he stood out because he was different. And he belonged because people loved him. In the end, Harold realized that home is where your heart is the happiest. Although, he'd searched far and wide, for a place to fit in; he realized that he had always "fit" in Pegville! In the end, Harold, the little round boy, discovered that his heart was happiest in a town full of square people. And that's the end of that!


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Amy Michelle Wiley 01/16/06
Sweet story! I can just see illustrations for it! LOL
alvin ritsema01/17/06
my father's name is harold, and i am just bouncing up and down anticipating sharing this story with him. hope you or someone you know can draw the illustrations to turn this into a childrens book. even triangle people might be intrigued.