When I was just a boy, younger than you, it began to come to me.
But it wasn’t the seeing-beyond for me. It was different. For me, it was hearing-beyond.”
Jonas frowned, trying to figure that out. “What did you hear?” he asked.
“Music,” The Giver said, smiling. “I began to hear something truly remarkable, and it is called music.
I’ll give you some before I go.” Jonas shook his head emphatically.
“No, Giver,” he said. “I want you to keep that, to have with you, when I’m gone.”
Jonas went home the next morning, cheerfully greeted his parents, and lied easily about what a busy, pleasant night he had had.
His father smiled and lied easily, too, about his busy and pleasant day the day before.
Throughout the school day, as he did his lessons, Jonas went over the plan in his head.
It seemed startlingly simple. Jonas and The Giver had gone over it and over it, late into the night hours.
For the next two weeks, as the time for the December Ceremony approached,
The Giver would transfer every memory of courage and strength that he could to Jonas.
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