It was not enough to assuage the pain that Jonas was beginning, now, to know.
“Why?” Jonas asked him after he had received a torturous memory in which he had been neglected and unfed;
the hunger had caused excruciating spasms in his empty, distended stomach. He lay on the bed, aching.
“Why do you and I have to hold these memories?” “It gives us wisdom,” The Giver replied.
Without wisdom I could not fulfill my function of advising the Committee of Elders when they call upon me.
“But what wisdom do you get from hunger?” Jonas groaned. His stomach still hurt, though the memory had ended.
“Some years ago,” The Giver told him, “before your birth, a lot of citizens petitioned the Committee of Elders.
They wanted to increase the rate of births. They wanted each Birthmother to be assigned four births instead of three,
so that the population would increase and there would be more Laborers available.” Jonas nodded, listening.
“That makes sense.” “The idea was that certain family units could accommodate an additional child.”
Jonas nodded again. “Mine could,” he pointed out. “We have Gabriel this year, and it’s fun, having a third child.”
“The Committee of Elders sought my advice,” The Giver said.
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