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The GiverPage 1 of 182The GiverLois LowryNOTICEThis accessible media has been made available to people withbona fide disabilities that affect reading. This notice tells you aboutrestrictions on the use of this accessible media, which could be abook, a periodical, or other content.Copyright NoticeTitle: The GiverAuthor: Lois LowryCopyright 1993 by Lois LowryThis notice is not part of the copyrighted work, which begins belowafter the phrase "Begin Content".Bookshare distributes this accessible media under restrictions setforth either in copyright law or in an agreement with the copyrightowner. If you are not a person with a print disability, or an agencyserving people with print disabilities, you should not use thisaccessible media and should destroy this content. You are notallowed to redistribute content derived from this accessible mediato anybody else, with one exception: we allow hardcopy Braillebooks prepared from Accessible Media to be provided to other blindpeople.Access to accessible media through Bookshare is a valuable rightand privilege. Protect this access for the print disabled communityby complying with these restrictions!file://C:\unzipped\The Giver Chelsea Poplow\The Giver.xml10/19/2010
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The GiverPage 4 of 182 Report book quality issue See all reported book quality issuesBEGIN CONTENTiThe GiverLois LowryHoughton Mifflin Company Boston 1993iiCopyright 1993 by Lois LowryAll rights reserved. For information about permission to reproduceselections from this book, write to Permissions, Houghton MifflinCompany, 215 Park AvenueSouth, New York, New York 10003.Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication DataLowry, Lois.The giver / by Lois Lowry.p. cm.Summary: Given his lifetime assignment at the Ceremony ofTwelve, Jonas becomes the receiver of memories shared by onlyone other in his community and discovers the terrible truth aboutthe society in which he lives.file://C:\unzipped\The Giver Chelsea Poplow\The Giver.xml10/19/2010
The GiverPage 5 of 182ISBN 0-395-64566-2[1. Science fiction.] I. Title. PZ7.L9673Gi 1993 92-15034 [Fic]--dc20CIP ACPrinted in the United States of AmericaBP l0 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2iiiFor all the childrenTo whom we entrust the futureivBooks by Lois LowryAnastasia KrupnikAnastasia Again!Anastasia at Your ServiceAnastasia, Ask Your AnalystAnastasia on Her OwnAnastasia Has the AnswersAnastasia's Chosen CareerAnastasia at This AddressAll About Samfile://C:\unzipped\The Giver Chelsea Poplow\The Giver.xml10/19/2010
The GiverPage 6 of 182Attaboy, Sam!The One Hundredth Thing About CarolineSwitcharoundYour Move, J.P.!A Summer to DieFind a Stranger, Say GoodbyeAutumn StreetTaking Care of TerrificUs and Uncle FraudRabble StarkeyNumber the StarsThe GivervThe Giver11It was almost December, and Jonas was beginning to befrightened. No. Wrong word, Jonas thought. Frightened meant thatdeep, sickening feeling of something terrible about to happen.Frightened was the way he had felt a year ago when an unidentifiedfile://C:\unzipped\The Giver Chelsea Poplow\The Giver.xml10/19/2010
The GiverPage 7 of 182aircraft had overflown the community twice. He had seen it bothtimes. Squinting toward the sky, he had seen the sleek jet, almost ablur at its high speed, go past, and a second later heard the blast ofsound that followed. Then one more time, a moment later, from theopposite direction, the same plane.At first, he had been only fascinated. He had never seen aircraft soclose, for it was against the rules for Pilots to fly over thecommunity. Occasionally, when supplies were delivered by cargoplanes to the landing field across the river, the children rode theirbicycles to the riverbank and watched, intrigued, the unloading andthen the takeoff directed to the west, always away from thecommunity.But the aircraft a year ago had been different. It was not a squat,fat-bellied cargo plane but a needle-nosed single-pilot jet. Jonas,looking around anxiously, had seen others--adults as well aschildren--stop what they were doing and wait, confused, for anexplanation of the frightening event.2Then all of the citizens had been ordered to go into the nearestbuilding and stay there. IMMEDIATELY, the rasping voice throughthe speakers had said. LEAVE YOUR BICYCLES WHERE THEYARE.Instantly, obediently, Jonas had dropped his bike on its side on thepath behind his family's dwelling. He had run indoors and stayedthere, alone. His parents were both at work, and his little sister, Lily,was at the Childcare Center where she spent her after-schoolhours.Looking through the front window, he had seen no people: none ofthe busy afternoon crew of Street Cleaners, Landscape Workers,file://C:\unzipped\The Giver Chelsea Poplow\The Giver.xml10/19/2010
The GiverPage 8 of 182and Food Delivery people who usually populated the community atthat time of day. He saw only the abandoned bikes here and thereon their sides; an upturned wheel on one was still revolving slowly.He had been frightened then. The sense of his own communitysilent, waiting, had made his stomach churn. He had trembled.But it had been nothing. Within minutes the speakers had crackledagain, and the voice, reassuring now and less urgent, hadexplained that a Pilot-in-Training had misread his navigationalinstructions and made a wrong turn. Desperately the Pilot had beentrying to make his way back before his error was noticed.NEEDLESS TO SAY, HE WILL BE RELEASED, the voice had said,followed by silence. There was an ironic tone to that final message,as if the Speaker found it amusing; and Jonas had smiled a little,though he knew what a grim statement it had been. For acontributing citizen to be released from the community was a finaldecision, a terrible punishment, an overwhelming statement offailure.3Even the children were scolded if they used the term lightly at play,jeering at a teammate who missed a catch or stumbled in a race.Jonas had done it once, had shouted at his best friend, "That's it,Asher! You're released!" when Asher's clumsy error had lost amatch for his team. He had been taken aside for a brief and serioustalk by the coach, had hung his head with guilt and embarrassment,and apologized to Asher after the game.Now, thinking about the feeling of fear as he pedaled home alongthe river path, he remembered that moment of palpable, stomachsinking terror when the aircraft had streaked above. It was not whathe was feeling now with December approaching. He searched forfile://C:\unzipped\The Giver Chelsea Poplow\The Giver.xml10/19/2010
The GiverPage 9 of 182the right word to describe his own feeling.Jonas was careful about language. Not like his friend, Asher, whotalked too fast and mixed things up, scrambling words and phrasesuntil they were barely recognizable and often very funny.Jonas grinned, remembering the morning that Asher had dashedinto the classroom, late as usual, arriving breathlessly in the middleof the chanting of the morning anthem. When the class took theirseats at the conclusion of the patriotic hymn, Asher remainedstanding to make his public apology as was required."I apologize for inconveniencing my learning community." Asher ranthrough the standard apology phrase rapidly, still catching hisbreath. The Instructor and class waited patiently for his explanation.The students had all been grinning, because they had listened toAsher's explanations so many times before."I left home at the correct time but when I was riding4along near the hatchery, the crew was separating some salmon. Iguess I just got distraught, watching them."I apologize to my classmates," Asher concluded. He smoothed hisrumpled tunic and sat down."We accept your apology, Asher." The class recited the standardresponse in unison. Many of the students were biting their lips tokeep from laughing."I accept your apology, Asher," the Instructor said. He was smiling."And I thank you, because once again you have provided anopportunity for a lesson in language. 'Distraught' is too strong anfile://C:\unzipped\The Giver Chelsea Poplow\The Giver.xml10/19/2010
The GiverPage 10 of 182adjective to describe salmon-viewing." He turned and wrote"distraught" on the instructional board. Beside it he wrote"distracted."Jonas, nearing his home now, smiled at the recollection. Thinking,still, as he wheeled his bike into its narrow port beside the door, herealized that frightened was the wrong word to describe hisfeelings, now that December was almost here. It was too strong anadjective.He had waited a long time for this special December. Now that itwas almost upon him, he wasn't frightened, but he was . eager, hedecided. He was eager for it to come. And he was excited,certainly. All of the Elevens were excited about the event that wouldbe coming so soon.But there was a little shudder of nervousness when he thoughtabout it, about what might happen.Apprehensive, Jonas decided. That's what I am."Who wants to be the first tonight, for feelings?" Jonas's fatherasked, at the conclusion of their evening meal.It was one of the rituals, the evening telling of feelings.5Sometimes Jonas and his sister, Lily, argued over turns, over whowould get to go first. Their parents, of course, were part of theritual; they, too, told their feelings each evening. But like all parents-all adults--they didn't fight and wheedle for their turn.Nor did Jonas, tonight. His feelings were too complicated thisevening. He wanted to share them, but he wasn't eager to begin thefile://C:\unzipped\The Giver Chelsea Poplow\The Giver.xml10/19/2010
The GiverPage 11 of 182process of sifting through his own complicated emotions, even withthe help that he knew his parents could give."You go, Lily," he said, seeing his sister, who was much younger-only a Seven--wiggling with impatience in her chair."I felt very angry this afternoon," Lily announced. "My Childcaregroup was at the play area, and we had a visiting group of Sevens,and they didn't obey the rules at all. One of them--a male; I don'tknow his name--kept going right to the front of the line for the slide,even though the rest of us were all waiting. I felt so angry at him. Imade my hand into a fist, like this." She held up a clenched fist andthe rest of the family smiled at her small defiant gesture."Why do you think the visitors didn't obey the rules?" Mother asked.Lily considered, and shook her head. "I don't know. They actedlike . like . ""Animals?" Jonas suggested. He laughed."That's right," Lily said, laughing too. "Like animals." Neither childknew what the word meant, exactly, but it was often used todescribe someone uneducated or clumsy, someone who didn't fitin.6"Where were the visitors from?" Father asked.Lily frowned, trying to remember. "Our leader told us, when hemade the welcome speech, but I can't remember. I guess I wasn'tpaying attention. It was from another community. They had to leavevery early, and they had their midday meal on the bus."Mother nodded. "Do you think it's possible that their rules may befile://C:\unzipped\The Giver Chelsea Poplow\The Giver.xml10/19/2010
The GiverPage 12 of 182different? And so they simply didn't know what your play area ruleswere?"Lily shrugged, and nodded. "I suppose.""You've visited other communities, haven't you?" Jonas asked. "Mygroup has, often."Lily nodded again. "When we were Sixes, we went and shared awhole school day with a group of Sixes in their community.""How did you feel when you were there?"Lily frowned. "I felt strange. Because their methods were different.They were learning usages that my group hadn't learned yet, so wefelt stupid."Father was listening with interest. "I'm thinking, Lily," he said,"about the boy who didn't obey the rules today. Do you think it'spossible that he felt strange and stupid, being in a new place withrules that he didn't know about?"Lily pondered that. "Yes," she said, finally."I feel a little sorry for him," Jonas said, "even though I don't evenknow him. I feel sorry for anyone who is in a place where he feelsstrange and stupid.""How do you feel now, Lily?" Father asked. "Still angry?""I guess not," Lily decided. "I guess I feel a little sorry for him. Andsorry I made a fist." She grinned.7Jonas smiled back at his sister. Lily's feelings were alwaysfile://C:\unzipped\The Giver Chelsea Poplow\The Giver.xml10/19/2010
The GiverPage 13 of 182straightforward, fairly simple, usually easy to resolve. .He guessedthat his own had been, too, when he was a Seven.He listened politely, though not very attentively, while his fathertook his turn, describing a feeling of worry that he'd had that day atwork: a concern about one of the newchildren who wasn't doingwell. Jonas's father's title was Nurturer. He and the other Nurturerswere responsible for all the physical and emotional needs of everynewchild during its earliest life. It was a very important job, Jonasknew, but it wasn't one that interested him much."What gender is it?" Lily asked."Male," Father said. "He's a sweet little male with a lovelydisposition. But he isn't growing as fast as he should, and hedoesn't sleep soundly. We have him in the extra care section forsupplementary nurturing, but the committee's beginning to talkabout releasing him.""Oh, no," Mother murmured sympathetically. "I know how sad thatmust make you feel."Jonas and Lily both nodded sympathetically as well. Release ofnewchildren was always sad, because they hadn't had a chance toenjoy life within the community yet. And they hadn't done anythingwrong.There were only two occasions of release which were notpunishment. Release of the elderly, which was a time of celebrationfor a life well and fully lived; and release of a newchild, whichalways brought a sense of what-could-we- have-done. This wasespecially troubling for the Nurturers, like Father, who felt they hadfailed somehow. But it happened very rarely."Well," Father said, "I'm going to keep trying. I mayfile://C:\unzipped\The Giver Chelsea Poplow\The Giver.xml10/19/2010
The GiverPage 14 of 1828ask the committee for permission to bring him here at night, if youdon't mind. You know what the night-crew Nurturers are like. I thinkthis little guy needs something extra.""Of course," Mother said, and Jonas and Lily nodded. They hadheard Father complain about the night crew before. It was a lesserjob, night-crew nurturing, assigned to those who lacked the interestor skills or insight for the more vital jobs of the daytime hours. Mostof the people on the night crew had not even been given spousesbecause they lacked, somehow, the essential capacity to connectto others, which was required for the creation of a family unit."Maybe we could even keep him," Lily suggested sweetly, trying tolook innocent. The .look was fake, Jonas knew; they all knew."Lily," Mother reminded her, smiling, "you know the rules."Two children--one male, one female--to each family unit. It waswritten very clearly in the rules.Lily giggled. "Well," she said, "I thought maybe just this once."Next, Mother, who held a prominent position at the Department ofJustice, talked about her feelings. Today a repeat offender hadbeen brought before her, someone who had broken the rulesbefore. Someone who she hoped had been adequately and fairlypunished, and who had been restored to his place: to his job, hishome, his family unit. To see him brought before her a second timecaused her overwhelming feelings of frustration and anger. Andeven9file://C:\unzipped\The Giver Chelsea Poplow\The Giver.xml10/19/2010
The GiverPage 15 of 182guilt, that she hadn't made a difference in his life."I feel frightened, too, for him," she confessed. "You know thatthere's no third chance. The rules say that if there's a thirdtransgression, he simply has to be released." Jonas shivered. Heknew it happened. There was even a boy in his group of Elevenswhose father had been released years before. No one evermentioned it; the disgrace was unspeakable. It was hard toimagine.Lily stood up and went to her mother. She stroked her mother'sarm.From his place at the table, Father reached over and took her hand.Jonas reached for the other.One by one, they comforted her. Soon she smiled, thanked them,and murmured that she felt soothed.The ritual continued. "Jonas?" Father asked. "You're last, tonight."Jonas sighed. This evening he almost would have preferred to keephis feelings hidden. But it was, of course, against the rules."I'm feeling apprehensive," he confessed, glad that the appropriatedescriptive word had finally come to him. "Why is th
Books by Lois Lowry Anastasia Krupnik Anastasia Again! Anastasia at Your Service Anastasia, Ask Your Analyst Anastasia on Her Own Anastasia Has the Answers Anastasia's Chosen Career Anastasia at This Address All About Sam The Giver Page 5 of 182 ver.xml 10/19/2010
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