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Thriving and Resisting on a Narrow Bridge

“The entire world is a narrow bridge; the essential thing is not to fear at all.” Rabbi Nachman of Bratslav

I've been thinking a lot about Resistance, what it is and what is possible to do. January 27th was the annual International Holocaust Remembrance Day, and in commemoration, I watched a film called Resistance - They Fought Back. Many years ago, I read an anthology called They Fought Back, so I already knew a lot about the subject, but the film pushed me to remember some really important lessons about resistance.

Yes, there were partisans fighting in the forest, blowing up trains. Yes, there was the famous Warsaw Ghetto Uprising and the destruction of a crematorium at Auschwitz. Yes, young women became brave couriers sneaking guns and food into ghettos. All of these acts of resistance happened.

But what I forgot were the actions we might not immediately think about as resistance. Plays and concerts in the ghettos. Schools for young children. Hiding and smuggling out books before they could be destroyed. Creation of an archives of the Warsaw ghetto hidden in large milk cans and buried in the ground.

What I forgot about was keeping culture and education alive as acts of resistance.

With this reminder, I went online to look up the lyrics from Ferron's song, "It Won't Take Long", a song about resistance and thriving. Here are some of the most relevant lyrics:

Because grief will come in measures

Only grief alone will know

And you'll see it on your family

On your own face it will grow

And they'll try to keep you hungry

Then they'll tell you to eat snow

You know pride can be a moving thing

If we learn the strength of "NO!"

And it won't take long

It won't take too long at all

It won't take long, and you may say

"I don't think this has anything to do with me,"

"But did you ever think you could be wrong?"

At noon on one day coming

Human strength will fill the streets

Of every city on our planet

Hear the sound of angry feet

With business freezed up in the harbour

The kings will pull upon their hair

And the banks will shudder to a halt

AND THE ARTISTS WILL BE THERE

And beware you sagging diplomats

For you will not hear one gun

And though our homes be torn

And ransacked we will not be undone

For as we let ourselves be bought

We're gonna let ourselves be free

And if you think we stand alone

Look again and you will see:

We are children in the rafters

We are babies in the park

We are lovers at the movies

We are candles in the dark

We are changes in the weather

We are snowflakes in July

We are women grown together

We are men who easily cry

We are words not quickly spoken

We're the deeper side of try

We are dreamers in the making

We are not afraid of "Why?

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