Margaret Renkl and Kate DiCamillo "remind us that we know how to fight, and how to keep fighting."
"…I fall into the mineshaft of despair over and over again, and over and over again something (the moon, an eagle, the snow) or someone (a kid who tells me that makes them feel brave, a stranger who looks me in the eye and smiles, a grandparent who tells me about reading aloud to their grandchild) will reach down to pull me out," she wrote. "I've learned to not resist these hand-holds. I've learned to let the beauty of the world and the bravery of other people pull me up and out of the despair."
I thought of Ms. DiCamillo when I read about the Democrats' Senate sit-in and the countrywide protests held last week. I thought of her when the F.B.I.'s acting director, Brian Driscoll, stood up to the bullies demanding the names of agents who worked on Jan. 6 cases; when security officials at the U.S. Agency for International Development refused to give Elon Musk access to internal systems; and again when Ellen L. Weintraub, the chairwoman of the Federal Election Commission, refused to step down after President Trump fired her on social media. All around us, brave people are fighting. Even if some of those fights prove to be doomed, they remind us that we know how to fight, and how to keep fighting.
All around us, too, is beauty — art and music and stories, like the brave mouse in "The Tale of Desperaux," that make us feel brave, too; evergreens that shelter singing birds and hardwoods trembling on the verge of green; lighted planets lined up in a parade across the night sky; glowworms hiding deep in the leaf litter, waiting for warmth to turn them into fireflies; ponds with clouds scudding across their shining surface, and turtles sleeping deep in their soft mud…"
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