They fight injustice from within, exploding healing hues of themselves in the face of inequality, oppression, or other dark energies... If we fail to look, then we simply churn into the mishmash, to be forgotten, not making a difference until our descendants awaken and forgive our ancestral injuries.
That I see him, concretely learning to read and write is really just a notion that I get to log into the schedule for his childhood in my own brain, because I'm the one who was conditioned to expect it. I am the one who rode the bus of indoctrination. I am the one who faces the greatest struggles and challenges in allowing my child to be free.