“I don’t want Pilot, anyway. If I get Pilot I’ll put in an appeal.”
“Come on,” Mother said. She gave Lily’s ribbons a final tug. “Jonas? Are you ready?
Did you take your pill? I want to get a good seat in the Auditorium.”
She prodded Lily to the front door and Jonas followed. It was a short ride to the Auditorium,
Lily waving to her friends from her seat on the back of Mother’s bicycle.
Jonas stowed his bicycle beside Mother’s and made his way through the throng to find his group.
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. Children sat with their groups until they went, one by one, to the stage.
Father, though, would not join Mother in the audience right away. For the earliest ceremony, the Naming,
the Nurturers brought the newchildren to the stage. Jonas, from his place in the balcony with the Elevens,
searched the Auditorium for a glimpse of Father. It wasn’t at all hard to spot the Nurturers’ section at the front;
coming from it were the wails and howls of the newchildren who sat squirming on the Nurturers’ laps.
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