When Rick was a child, he mysteriously lost his hearing for a year. During that year of silence, it was this illustrated book that gave him hope. In the book, Harold, confined to his room, decides to draw his own adventure using his purple crayon. He wants to go for a walk in the moonlight, but there is no moon, so he draws one. He has nowhere to walk, so he draws a path… and so on.
Harold discovers that he can be the author of his own life, the central character in his own story. In a world often filled with “victims,” how do we find our own crayon?