In a land far, far away, beyond the open ocean, dense forests and vast swamps, there lived a little dinosaur named Bronty. Actually, he wasn’t that little. As a Brontosaurus, he was quite a giant despite his young age. His neck and tail were both more than two metres long and he already weighed several tons.
One day, his father said to him: “Bronty, your mum and I have decided we are going to move to a warmer place. We’re sure you’ll find plenty of new friends there.”
Bronty said nothing, but inside he felt uneasy.
He and his family travelled for weeks until they arrived at the place that was to become their new home. Bronty noticed that most of the animals living there were much smaller than him. He wanted to make friends with them, but the animals didn’t want to be friends with him. They were scared of him and thought he wanted to eat them. None of them had realised that Bronty was a herbivore and only enjoyed eating fresh green leaves.
Bronty came home feeling sad, and complained to his parents: “None of them know anything about me, why are they all afraid of me?”
His father stroked his long neck and said, “My son, they are prejudiced. Prejudices are negative opinions we have about people we hardly know. Let them get to know you better.”
So Bronty didn’t give up trying to make friends, and he hoped that the animals would become more friendly once they got to know him better.
The next day, when he came to the place where the animals were playing, they shouted at him to go away. They were afraid that if Bronty joined in with their game, he would…
