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About Rainbow Brite

Rainbow Brite History

Hallmark introduced an animated television series featuring Rainbow Brite and her colorful friends in 1983, and the character enjoyed a successful run until the late 1980s. Rainbow Brite lit up retail activity in the 1980s by generating $1 billion in retail sales of dolls, toys and other licensed products

The Rainbow Brite Story

Rainbow Brite is a lovable, creative little girl who lives in a magical kingdom at the end of the rainbow, where color is created. Using the colors of the rainbow, Rainbow Brite colors the world, making our hearts lighter and the world brighter. Rainbow Brite and her friends, the Color Kids and the Sprites, battle the evil forces of Murky Dismal and Lurky, who aim to deplete the world of color. Rainbow Brite provides positive messages about the importance of keeping the world bright, doing good deeds, and staying happy.

A Video I Made

I put this video together after scanning pages and from the story "Rainbow Brite: Happy Birthday Buddy Blue!", and after recording the story from the cassette tape. Any Rainbow Brite fan would appreciate this!

A Rainbow Brite Commercial

"Rainbow Brite and Me"

First off, let me say that I put "Rainbow Brite and Me" within quotation marks because it's the name of the theme song. With that being said, let me tell you all about "Rainbow Brite and Me".

I remember the day like it was yesterday. Isn’t that the way all good memories work? I was eight years old and bored to tears. I wanted to do something, but there was nothing to do! Even the bright summer weather glimmering through the forest canopy wasn’t enough to un-bore me.

It was then that my mother suggested I “start a club or something”. That thought hit me like a bolt of lightning, and no other thought has had quite an effect on my life since then. A Rainbow Brite club! Of course! I ran outside grabbed my pink bike and rode like the dickens a mile down the road to Andrea’s house.

“Do you want to join my Rainbow Brite club?” I asked standing outside her front door. Andrea looked dumbfounded and lost for words.

“What do you mean?” she mumbled. I hoped she didn’t think it was a stupid idea. Andrea always seemed so grown-up.

“A club, like where we can do things and stuff”, I replied. I crossed my fingers and looked for any sign of acceptance. Andrea shrugged her shoulders and then smiled.

“Sure! But what do we do?” She waited expectantly for an answer. I was very happy.

“Well, I could be Rainbow Brite. You could be Lala Orange or something. We could find others to join, and everyone could be one of the color kids.”

“Okay!” she beamed. “Do you want to go play house now?’

That was only the beginning. Soon after, anybody who was anybody joined the Rainbow Brite club. Brooke, Tracy, Michelle and her brothers, Davina, Trisha, my brother Joe, Kelly, Melissa, my sister Sarah, Christina, and Anna. Some of these children were closer to me, others were just passing by in my life. All the same, I’ll never forget any of them- especially Anna (who went by the name of Weesie).

I met Anna/Weesie, who ended up my best friend for the entirety of my childhood, at a Mother’s Tupperware party. I invited her to play Rainbow Brite and join our club. I was always Rainbow Brite, and she was usually Patty O’ Green

Anna. She and I were the brains behind the Rainbow Brite club, so to speak. We kept it running. More than that. We kept it alive….and Rainbow Brite did live.

Within that first year, we found a grassy place in the middle of the forest, beyond my father’s garden. This place was streaming with foliage, and it seemed the perfect spot to build our Color Castle.

That didn’t last long. My father discovered our play-place, and quickly directed us away. He didn't want us to disturb the garden.

The story continues when my father took me down to the forest behind the house. We were walking down the trail, and he suggested different places where we could build the Color Castle. I was still rather ‘put-out’ and I didn’t give him much cooperation. Yet I could not be rebellious for long, there was something about this forest.

The forest. Wow. Who can understand? How can I really explain it and give the forest full credit? The forest spoke to me.

I built my new Color Castle with my friends in the heart of the forest. It wasn’t long when I ran up to my Dad one find day-evidently out of breath with pressing business.

“Dad! Dad!”

He looked down at me and smiled. “What?”

“Can I keep the forest?” I knew the secrets of the forest and the riches it possessed. I desired it for my very own.

He was deep in thought, and it seemed he looked at me in a new light. Keep the forest? How childish…how innocent. “Sure, you can have the forest”.

As much as I loved the forest, the forest loved me threefold. It’s not logical. Of course it isn’t. But it is true.

We laid down numerous trails. We built up hundreds of forts centered around the Color Castle. We gave names to the trees, including the largest tree “The Rainbow Tree”. We would spend hours digging a river to flow around our castle. We made Star Sprinkles out of melted color crayons. We decorated Rainbow Land with crystals and precious stones. We made berry pies, and sour grass salad from the provisions of the forest. We discovered the key to Rainbow Land-a shiny piece of broken rainbow glass. OH, there is so much more-more than I can relate here. Yet, the most significant memory was when we built a Rainbow-Making machine out of an old toy telephone.

And. Oh god. That was the day the magic lived. It was make-believe up to then. We had just finished the machine, and we ran up to the house for lunch. Weesie and the kids were racing the trail up to the back yard. Weesie’s mother was talking to my Mom….which was a certain sign we would have to wait for food. We laid down on the grass, prepared for a long wait. The sky was a vivid blue-not a single cloud in the sky. The weather was warm, with a slight breeze tickling my face. Then it caught my eye. I screamed… “Look, look, look! We made a rainbow!”. In the center of the sky, a rainbow circled in brilliant colors. My friends and I stood up and stared at our rainbow in perplexed awe.

“Mom! Mom! Look!” I wanted to be sure adults could see it too.

She looked up and said, “Oh would you look at that? It’s a rainbow.” She smiled at me. Was she stupid? Didn’t she know? Couldn’t she see how amazing it was!?

“But Mom, there are no clouds in the sky. It’s not raining.”

“Oh, I know that Amanda. Sometimes rainbows appear even when there’s a bit of moisture somewhere up in that sky.”

Adults. Did everyone grow up to be stupid? They couldn’t even see magic when it was pointed out for them!

We didn’t tell her that we made that rainbow. It became our secret. From that day, we controlled the weather, chased clouds away, and brightened up the world with our star sprinkles. The world was never so beautiful before.

Perhaps three years later or so, our mission as Color Kids became more evident. We believed we were fighting evil forces and thus helping God out. (Oh, why did religion have to be mixed in with child’s play? It’s a tragedy…but I’ll explain that later.) By this time, many of the Rainbow Brite Club Members had lost interest. It was mainly, Davina, Tracy, Brooke, Anna and I.

We somehow knew we were on a quest, even bigger than previous quests. We had to discover who our enemies were. On a rainy day we were inside my parent’s garage. There were a ton of dusty, moth eaten books piled upon old bookshelves. We searched the books, certain that they held magical information. After all, the Bible told us many things-these books must also be of service. We ordered books from the library as well. We learned about werewolves, vampires and ESP.

Back in the dusty garage, I pulled a book off the top shelf. This was it. I just knew it! I saw a picture of a huge tower on the front cover. We browsed the book, and our eyes kept on falling on a re-appearing word: Babylon. I couldn’t understand much of the book. We assumed that the enemies were hurting kids and little babies, if I remember correctly-because of the word baby. We planned to protect ourselves and all other children from such evil creatures.

Damn, we saw deep cuts made by werewolves on the trees of Rainbow Land. We heard vampires fly through the forest canopy. Evil became real. We were outraged. Of course, we couldn’t accept that cougars had made the marks on the trees, etc-for cougars were too afraid to come near civilization.

We made weapons, magical mud balls, spears made from bracken, and magical rainbow belts made from old clothes. We were armed and ready to fight. We saw demons…or was that a frog? We saw evil all around us, the evil that God had to fight. Somehow the sunny days disappeared, and rainbows made way for stormy nights.

Oh, it wasn’t all terrible. We had many victories. True, clouds were harder to chase, and friends were harder to keep. But we kept on fighting and believing in our magic.

Then one day it happened. I heard my mother angrily complaining about Davina’s mother. It seemed as though Davina’s mother thought that Rainbow Brite was evil-and that I was playing with the devil himself. It felt like a rock shattered my heart. Could that be true? But I loved God! I was fighting for good! Was magic truly evil? My mother told me ‘no’, but she did wish I would spend more time inside the house with the family.

Soon, Davina told me she couldn’t play Rainbow Brite with me anymore. Soon after, Brooke was too scared to walk home at night and Tracy put away childish fantasies for grown up ideas. Anna and I were left alone.

We had to do it. There was no other option. We finally understood that Rainbow Brite was an idol-an evil force who tried to replace God. (Oh God Bless Sunday School!) We had to give up Rainbow Brite.

This next moment I am about to write about, has never been written down before. Let alone, shared with many people. It may seem stupid to the outsider, or the one who has forgotten what childhood is like. Oh god. Why did we have to do it?

We took my Rainbow Brite doll. We solemnly trailed down to the forest. The sun was shining, yet it didn’t seem to brighten our mood any. We found two wooden planks from the remnants of the Color Castle. We took out a hammer and nailed them together to build a cross. What were we doing? We barely knew ourselves. We just knew it was the right thing to do.

We were making a sacrifice to God. We picked up my Rainbow Brite doll and laid her upon the cross. We nailed the doll to the cross with swift strokes. I empathized with Rainbow Brite, and told her it was just time for her to go now. Anna popped the lid of a paint can we brought with us. We took paint brushes and painted the doll and the cross with bright red paint. We saw her blood trickling down the cross as we positioned it firmly in the soil of Rainbow Land.

“Let’s go show Joe”, I said.

“Okay”, replied Anna.

Joe, my brother, looked skeptically at the cross. “That’s not real blood!”

“Yes it is”, stated Anna.

“It is”, I agreed. Yet Joe’s declaration seemed to echo across my very soul. Yes, I knew it was only paint. I wanted to cry, but I couldn’t. Real tears needed real moments.

An hour or so later, Anna and I took my doll and wrapped her up in my baby blanket. (Boy would my Mom be pissed! I didn’t think of that though). We gathered up the magical belts and star sprinkles. We left Rainbow Land, crossed Little Creek and left behind all things familiar. We climbed a steep bank, and discovered a mini-cave created by an uprooted tree. We buried Rainbow Brite and all the magic that came with her.

To this day, Rainbow Brite remains buried in her grave. Since then, I have bought new Rainbow Brite dolls. I have a collection….to go along with my collection of memories.

Five or so years later after the burial, Anna and I walked over to her grave. We paid our respects, and fretted over what might happen to the forest. We had heard that this forest was to be logged. We planned to boycott the logging.

Alas, it was logged, yet the spot where Rainbow Brite was buried remained untouched.

‘Coincidence’ says the skeptical adult.

‘Magic’ whispers the child of yesterday.

That day, we celebrated our new fad, “Friendship Day”, and drank to the health of the forest (sparkling cider) and to life-long friendship. As we sat down on the forest floor, we reminisced of the old days. It was then, we decided to give the forest a new name. We named it Glanecia-meaning fantasy, and that our memories would never die. We recorded all of this in our shared diary.

We had many more adventures in the forest under the name Glanecia. Buried treasure, hikes, campouts, we even found the spot where the two creeks met up. Yes…..Rainbow Brite may still have been buried under the soil of the forest, yet our magic never truly died. It lived on under a new name and renewed hearts.

Looking back, it really isn’t all that sad. For I now know the secret to everlasting life. Tell me this: What happens when you kill a beloved magical doll in the prime of her life?

It RESURRECTS.

Anything precious, anything pure, all things beautiful and true can never remain in the grave.

‘Symbolically, they live on in the mind of those who loved them’, explains the knowing adult.

‘Actually, I am Rainbow Brite and very much alive’ whispers the child of yesterday-‘would you like to join my club?’

My Rainbow Brite Collection

My Collection at the Fair

In the summer of 2005, I submitted my Rainbow Brite collection to the Puyallup Fair. I was very excited to have been accepted! My mother (yay for mom!) came along with me, and helped me put my display together. As always, my mother had LOTS of suggestions as to what I should and should not do. When I was younger, this used to annoy me -but I was so happy to have her along, that I actually valued her input.

She really wanted me to win a prize too! Ha! During the fair itself, she must've put in about 50 nominations. I put in about the same amount --but I did not win a prize. Perhaps they caught on to the fact that most of the nominations were from the same people! It was a lot of fun though, so the lack of a prize didn't bother me at all.

Description of Exhibit:

This exhibit includes dolls, stuffed animals, bedding, clothing, doll-carriers, story-books, coloring books, comic books, books-on-tape, games, puzzles, a tea set, lunch boxes, animation cells, stickers, PVC figurines, a record player, records, videos, DVDs, cassette tapes, view master reels, many other technological items and other miscellaneous items based on the 1983 Hallmark doll, Rainbow Brite.

This Collection is Unique

This collection contains items copyrighted as early as 1983 and as late as 2003. It is a delight and a wonder to see the variety of Rainbow Brite items made within the last 20 years—and I have quite the variety!

Also, there are two very rare (in mint condition) 1983 dolls in this collection (Tickled Pink and Moon Glo), which usually sell for about 150 dollars to 200 dollars on ebay. This collection also contains rare animation cells used in the production of Rainbow Brite cartoons.

Details of the Collection

Bedding and Clothing

Item	Year	Condition
Fitted Sheet	Copyright 1983	Good
Cover Sheet	Copyright 1983	Good
Comforter	Copyright 1983	Good
Baby Blanket	Copyright 1983	Fair
Pillow Case	Copyright 1983	Fair
Back-pack	Copyright 1983	Good
Doll Night Gown	Copyright 1983	Mint
Rainbow Brite Teeshirt	Copyright 2003	Good
Winter Cap	Copyright 2003	mint

Sprites (did not come with doll)

Item	Year	Condition
Twink 12’’	Copyright 1983	Poor
Romeo 12’’	Copyright 1983	Poor
Lucky 12’’	Copyright 1983	Good
Merrily 12’’ (female)	Copyright 1983	Poor
Glee 12’’ (female)	Copyright 1983	Good
Champ (Taco Bell)	Copyright 1983	Mint
Twink (Taco Bell)	Copyright 1983	Mint
Romeo (Taco Bell)	Copyright 1983	Mint
Romeo (Taco Bell)	Copyright 1983	Mint
Champ (Emotion)	Copyright 1983	Mint
Spark (Hatful)	Copyright 1983	Mint
Hammy (Hatful)	Copyright 1983	Good
Hammy (Hatful)	Copyright 1983	Poor
Teensie (baby)	Copyright 1983	Good
Twink (clip-on)	Copyright 2003	Mint

Animals

Item	Year	Condition
Starlite	Copyright 1983	poor
Kitty Brite	Copyright 1983	poor
Puppy Brite	Copyright 1983	good

12 Inch Dolls

Item	Year	Condition
Rainbow Brite w/Twink	Copyright 1983	Good
Red Butler	Copyright 1983	Good
Red Butler	Copyright 1983	Poor
Lala Orange w/OJ	Copyright 1983	Poor
Patty O’Green	Copyright 1983	Good
Buddy Blue	Copyright 1983	Poor
Indigo	Copyright 1983	Good
Shy Violet	Copyright 1983	Good
Tickled Pink	Copyright 1983	Mint
Moon Glo	Copyright 1983	Mint

19 Inch Dolls and 16 Inch Doll

Item	Year	Condition
Rainbow Brite (19)	Copyright 1983	Good
Patty O’Green (19)	Copyright 1983	Poor
Shy Violet (19)	Copyright 1983	Good
Baby Brite w/bottle	Copyright 1983	Fair to Good

2003 Dolls

Item	Year	Condition
Red Butler w/Romeo	Copyright 2003	Mint
RB w/Starlite and Twink	Copyright 2003	Mint
Canary Yellow w/Spark	Copyright 2003	Mint
Rainbow Brite w/Twink	Copyright 2003	Mint
RB Talking Doll	Copyright 2003	Mint (in box)
Patty O’Green	Copyright 2003	Mint
Large RB Cuddle Doll	Copyright 2003	Mint
Rainbow Brite w/Twink	Copyright 2003	Mint (in box)

Bad Guys

Item	Year	Condition
Murky	Copyright 1983	Mint (in box)
Lurky	Copyright 1983	Good

Doll Carriers

Item	Year	Condition
Color Cottage	Copyright 1983	Fair
Star-Shaped Wall-Carrier	Copyright 1983	Good
Doll-Sized Cradle	Copyright 1983	Mint

Books/Comics/Coloring Books

(T) = With Cassette Tape

Item	Year	Condition
Starlite Saves the Day	Copyright 1983	Good/Mint
RB Treasury	Copyright 1983	Good/Mint
Twink’s Magic Carpet Ride	Copyright 1983	Good/Mint
Murky Dismal’s Plan	Copyright 1983	Mint
Twink’s Lucky Escape	Copyright 1983	Mint
RB and the Star Stealer	Copyright 1983	Good
The Brook Meadow Deer	Copyright 1983	Good
Big Color Mix Up (T)	Copyright 1983	Good
Brook Meadow Deer (T)	Copyright 1983	Good
Happy B-Day Buddy (T)	Copyright 1983	Good
RB Saves Spring	Copyright 1983	Good
Paint With Water	Copyright 2003	Mint
Twink & Sprites Tattoos	Copyright 2003	Mint
Rainbow Falls/Stickers	Copyright 2003	Mint
Rainbow Surprises	Copyright 2003	Mint
Adv in RB Land	Copyright 2003	Mint
Sparkling Star Sprinkles	Copyright 2003	Mint

Games and Puzzles

Item	Year	Condition
RB Colorforms Playset	Copyright 1983	Fair
63 piece Puzzle	Copyright 1983	Good
RB Giant Card Game	Copyright 1983	Good
100 Piece Puzzle	Copyright 1983	Fair
Color Matching Game	Copyright 1983	Fair
Tapestry Sewing Kit	Copyright 1983	Good
Tray Puzzle “May Poll”	Copyright 1983	Mint
Tray Puzzle “Tree House”	Copyright 1983	Mint
Tray Puzzle “RB & Starlite”	Copyright 1983	Mint
Tray Puzzle “Red B. and RB”	Copyright 1983	Mint
30 piece puzzle	Copyright 1983	Good

Tea Set and Lunch Boxes

Item	Year	Condition
4 cups	Copyright 1983	Fair
6 plates	Copyright 1983	Fair
1 Kettle	Copyright 1983	Fair
1 Apron	Copyright 1983	Fair
2 mats	Copyright 1983	Fair
8 silverware	Copyright 1983	Good
1 tray	Copyright 1983	Good
RB & Red Buttler	Copyright 1983	Fair
RB & Color Kids	Copyright 2003	Mint

Technology

Item	Year	Condition
RB Record Player	Copyright 1983	Good in box
AM/FM Radio Head Set	Copyright 1983	Mint in box
Battery Op. Toothbrush	Copyright 1983	Mint in box
RB Cassette Tape “Paint”	Copyright 1983	Fair
Digital Watch	Copyright 2003	Mint
RB Record “Paint”	Copyright 1983	Good
RB Record “Paint”	Copyright 1983	Mint in package
RB Christmas Record	Copyright 1983	Good
RB Zoo Video	Copyright 1983	Good
RB Birthday Video	Copyright 1983	Good
Chasing Rainbows Video	Copyright 1983	Fair
Invasion of RB Land Video	Copyright 1983	Good
Rainbow Brite Video	Copyright 1983	Good
Monstromurk Video	Copyright 1983	Good
Beg. of RB Land Video	Copyright 1983	Good
4 View Master Reels	Copyright 1983	Good
Numerous RB Film Cells	Copyright 1983	Good
RB & Star Stealer DVD	Copyright 2003	Mint
RB DVD –Came with Patty	Copyright 2003	Mint

Miscellaneous

Item	Year	Condition
4 ½ Package of Stickers	Copyright 2003	Mint
6 Easter Egg Wrappings	Copyright 1983	Mint
RB PVC Figurine	Copyright 1983	Mint
Red Butler PVC Figurine	Copyright 1983	Mint
Starlite PVC Figurine	Copyright 1983	Mint
RB Patch	Copyright 2003	Mint
RB Bank	Copyright 1983	Fair
Large Animation Cell	Copyright 1983	Good w/certificate