One sunny morning, Pockets was sitting under a big oak tree, reading a story, when a curious little girl tugged at his sleeve.
“Why are your pockets all different colors?” she asked.
Pockets smiled and twirled, letting the sunlight dance across his red, blue, yellow, green, and purple patches.
“Each pocket is a promise,” he said. “A promise to remind everyone that being different is wonderful, and that we can all live together in harmony.”
The little girl’s eyes grew wide. “But… how can pockets do that?” she asked, tilting her head.
Pockets reached into his red pocket and pulled out a small, shiny stone. “Red is courage,” he said. “It reminds us to try new things, even when we feel scared.”
From his blue pocket, he pulled a soft feather. “Blue is calm. It helps us listen, understand, and care for others.”
Yellow, green, purple—each pocket held something special, each color teaching a gentle lesson about kindness, patience, joy, and acceptance.
The girl leaned closer, her curiosity bubbling. “How can I be like you? How can I be Pockets?”
Pockets knelt and whispered, “Everyone can be Pockets.”
If you do something kind for someone else, you are Pockets.
If you try your best at school or help your friends, you are Pockets.
If you’ve made mistakes but want to do better, you are Pockets.
If you are learning slowly or quickly, and trying anyway, you are Pockets.
If you want to be different and celebrate it, you are Pockets.
The girl’s voice grew soft. “But… what if someone doesn’t like my colors?”
Pockets’ eyes sparkled like sunlight on water. “Then they haven’t seen the rainbow yet. But if you keep shining, others will notice your colors – and soon, they’ll discover their own too.”
Whenever someone helps, forgives, or celebrates being different, they are Pockets. And little by little, the world grows brighter.
That’s why Pockets wears different colored pockets – to remind everyone that no matter who you are or where you come from, your heart can shine like a rainbow – and the world can be full of hope, joy, and harmony.
