As a girl Eleanor Roosevelt was scared of many things: swimming, mice, horses, robbers. Most of all she was scared of the dark. So when her aunt Edith asked for ice one night to soothe her scratchy throat, Eleanor froze. How could she get ice for her aunt since it was in the dank, dark basement? But Eleanor loved her aunt, and she knew what she must do: be brave.
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