The Giver: The Stirring

I'm sorry- I don't understand. Are you not the Receiver of Memory?
Welcome, Receiver of Memory.
Do not apologize. You are now the Receiver.
The Giver begins to explain his purpose in society.
It is my job, such as it was to the Receiver before me, and even the Receiver before him . . .
. . . in short, I must transfer all of our ancestor's memories to you.
But you wouldn't understand that- not yet! Unless . . ?
These memories seem to weigh me down- as if I am sledding through thick snow.
Lie down and I shall show you sledding!
What is snow?

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