Release

Hello, this is probably going to be my final post, because I don't know if they have computers in elsewhere, but I'm getting ahead of myself.

It's the day before I run away from the community, and I can't get any sleep. Today was a very eventful day, to say the least, first I learned about what release is, then saw my father release a newborn and finally learnt of a way to expose all the community to the truth, run away.

    Release is, in itself, death. They inject the person to be released with something, which kills the person and then dumps the body down a garbage disposal chute. I learnt this through the Giver when he asked me if I wanted to see a release, which he then showed my father releasing the smaller of the two newborn twins. Before I had seen any of this, I had always thought that when someone was released they were taken to to a door that led to elsewhere, and were then sent out, but now I know all of that is not true. (In my community when a birthmother has twins, the smaller of the two is released.)

    After the video, and I had calmed down The Giver told me his plan, it was that last time when a receiver was released, all the memories she had were given to the community, thus meaning that if I leave, then all the memories I have will be passed on to the community, and this is just what I am going to do to show the community what they are doing, the Giver wants to stay back to lead the way for all the others, I don't like this, but I understand this.

If I ever get a chance to post again, I will.

Bye
Jonas

The Giver

Hello, it's me again, thanks for reading the past blogs, and here's my third.


Today is my fifth day as the Receiver, and I have already received many memories, some good, some bad, thankfully most of which have been good.  How do I receive memories? Well I myself am not sure of the exact way the memories are transmitted, but what I do know is the when the Giver (the old Receiver) places his hands on my bare back and concentrates on giving me the memory, I get it. Through this method I have received many memories, some of which are sledding down a hill in the snow (all of which do not exist in the present time), a rainbow (which allows me to finally see all the colors, yet another thing that does not exist in the present time) and a sunburn (which was my first introduction to all the pain I would soon feel.)

    Yet even when I know of how much pain I am soon to endure, I could never go back to that world devoid of feelings, nor am I willing to give up the now memories simply for the pain, and hope to learn what The Giver was hearing, feeling of touching when he first got to have, instead of seeing-beyond.

My Ceremony of 12

Hi people, Jonas here, thanks for coming back. Here's my next blog.

It's been four hours since the ceremony of twelve and I still haven't gotten over it. What is a ceremony, you say? Well, there's one ceremony every year and it happens in December, and it is for all children, and signifies the changing from one age to another, there are only tree noticeable ceremonies; one, nine and twelve, the last of the ceremonies. Each ceremony represents a different age group of the people.

The ceremony of one, is possibly the happiest and loudest of ceremonies. This is when newborns are given their names, and are given to their family unit.

The ceremony of nine is when the children are given a bicycle and the females have their hair ribbons removed. The council is being asked to give out bicycles  sooner, but by the time a change is made, we will all be in the house of the old.

On the ceremony of twelve, we are separated into our jobs, which will stay for life, and are instead of children, full citizens. On my ceremony of twelve, the announce skipped me, which does not happen, especially not at the ceremony of twelve, this scared me, as I believed that I had done something wrong, up until the point when everyone else had their jobs, and she told everyone what was happening to me, I was to be the next Receiver. This is a great honor, as the Receiver is the elder, to whom the other elders ask advice from.

Stirrings

Hi there, I'm Jonas, and this is my first upload, so please bear with me.

Two days ago I had my first stirring .
What is a stirring you may ask,well I'm not sure what it is myself, let alone how to explain it, but as far as I can understand, it's when you get a pleasurable dream about the opposite gender, which you then report and get the pills, which you have to take everyday. This normally happens around the age of 12.

    For me this dream came to me a little before the ceremony of 12, and it was about my friend Fiona, who I have liked for a long time and with whom earlier that day worked in the bathhouse  of the old (which was also the setting of my dream). In my dream I was not wearing anything , and was a little mad at her for not taking me seriously, I wanted to bathe her, but she wouldn't I wanted i so much.

    The next morning I reported my dream during dream-telling, and my parents sent Lily out while they told me about the pills, it makes the dreams go away, and I have to take one every day.