Jonas felt nothing unusual at first. He only felt the light touch of the old mans hands on his back.
He shivered. He realized that the touch of the hands felt, suddenly, cold.#160;
Beyond, of what he now, somehow, perceived was the thing the old man had spoken of-Snow-#160;#160;
Chapter 12
He closed his eyes and waited for the familiar feel of The Givers hands on his back. But it didn't come instead The Giver instructed him.
Call back the memory of the ride on the sled. Just the beginning of it, where you're at the top of the hill, before the slide starts.
he opened his eyes. Excuse me? He asked politely, But dont you have to give me the memory?
Its your memory, now. Its not mine to experience anymore.
Jonas closed his eyes again. He took a deep breath and sought the sled and the hill and the snow in his consciousness. There they were, with no effort. He was again sitting in that whirling world of snowflakes, atop the hill
Chapter 13
"If everything's the same, then there aren't any good choices! I want to wake up in the morning and decide things!
Jonas Nodded
"It's the choosing that's important isn't it?"
But this new child that my family takes care of - his name's Gabriel
"Well, he's right at the age where he's learning so much. He grabs his toys when we hold them in front of him.
"Yes, I know about gabriel."
The Giver Nodded. 
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