"...he realized frighten was the wrong word to describe his feelings, now that December was almost here. It was too strong of an adjective."
"When I was an Eleven ,"his father said now, "as you are, Jonas, I was very impatient, waiting for the ceremony of Twelve..."
"It was the first thing Jonas noticed as he looked at the newchild peering up curiously from the basket ."
"He entered the bathing room with its warm moist air and scent of cleansing lotions."
"I did dream last night," Jonas told them. he shifted in his chair, frowning."
"The entire community attended the Ceremony each year. For the parents, it meant two days' holiday from work; they sat together in the huge hall. Childern sat with their groups until they went, one by one, to the stage."