With their hours together, his and The Giver’s, consumed by conversation and by the transmission of memories,
Jonas had not yet opened any of the books. But he read the titles here and there,
and knew that they contained all of the knowledge of centuries, and that one day they would belong to him.
“So if I have a spouse, and maybe children, I will have to hide the books from them?” The Giver nodded.
“I wasn’t permitted to share the books with my spouse, that’s correct. And there are other difficulties, too.
You remember the rule that says the new Receiver can’t talk about his training?” Jonas nodded. Of course he remembered.
It had turned out, by far, to be the most frustrating of the rules he was required to obey.
“When you become the official Receiver, when we’re finished here, you’ll be given a whole new set of rules.
Those are the rules that I obey. And it won’t surprise you that I am forbidden to talk about my work to anyone except the new Receiver.
That’s you, of course. So there will be a whole part of your life which you won’t be able to share with a family.
It’s hard, Jonas. It was hard for me. You do understand, don’t you, that this is my life? The memories?”
Jonas nodded again, but he was puzzled. Didn’t life consist of the things you did each day? There wasn’t anything else, really.
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