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When the Giver placed his hands on Jonas’ back, he was transported to a massive stadium. It was filled with people of all ages. He saw people faces facing the same the reaction which was the center of the stadium. He saw a sphere shaped object fly in the air and people in the field running. All of a sudden, a person ran to a diamond plate on the ground and caught the ball. Then, people started cheering and a burst bright colored things illuminated the dark night sky. New words entered Jonas’ mind- baseball, Championship, and fireworks. Jonas awoke in the Giver’s room saddened for the fact that the community can not experience great moments like they would in the past.

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When the Giver placed his hands on Jonas’ back, he received the memory of calm morning, birds chirping and people chatting. There were tall buildings and paved roads for cars. But suddenly something disrupted the peaceful morning, the sound of jet engines blared everywhere. Jonas looked up only to see a plane fly dangerously close to all the building. Before he could guess what was happening there was a loud bang, people screaming everywhere terrified. Then another plane was flying very low, Jonas paid very close attention to what was happening. He realized it was heading toward a very tall building towering over the rest. It was next to an identical building but that was the building targeted by the other plane. He heard sirens blaring in every direction heading towards the destroyed building. The second plane crashed into the other building creating even more havoc. Debris was everywhere and the sky started to turn gray so it was hard to see a thing. Jonas awoke in the annex room and was so terrified and confused by what had happened and who would do such a terrible thing. Jonas realized after the memory ended, it wan't war but an act of war.

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When the Giver placed his hands on Jonas’ back, he was transported to a place he didn’t recognize. The sky was gray and dusty, there was dark smoke crawling on the ground, and he could hear people crying in emotional pain. He could hear the shaky breaths from the people beside him. Red and blue lights flashed through the smoke, sirens wailed nearby. He heard someone talking alone, and they had terrified look on their face, eyes wide open, face as white as a ghost, and was shaking. “A plane. It crashed into the towers, I can’t believe this,” the stranger said. Jonas couldn’t see well but when focused his eyes, he saw it. The fallen towers debris was all over the place. After this had happened Jonas knew what the Giver was talking about before he decided to lay down. New words entered Jonas’- mind, terror, torment, sorrow. Jonas awoke in the Giver’s room shocked at what he had just seen. “So many people died, why didn’t anyone do anything about it?” asked Jonas. “The world was at war, people were angry at each other Jonas. The only choice they had was too fight back, so, that’s what they did after” said the Giver.

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When the Giver placed his hand on Jonas’s back, he was transported to a bright day with a sea of colored people. There was a man talking on a speaker and kept saying “I have a dream that white and black children would one day walk hand in hand and that one day sons of former slaves and sons of former slave owners would be able to agree to live together.” Families listened intently, wiping tears that are streaming down their faces. A lady with wide luminous eyes intrigued by his speech as she was crying with wet tears rolling down her cheeks. She kept on yelling that slavery wasn’t fair. Jonas had never seen this much sadness and irritation at once. New words entered Jonas’ mind- The words were racist and discriminatory.  Jonas awoke in the Giver’s room with disbelief that something so unfair could ever happen in the world.

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When the Giver placed his hands on Jonas’ back, he was transported to a pitch black location. But looking around, he could faintly see children running around while adults sat on blankets and chairs huddling up, having conversations. Within seconds, the citizens started to stand up in respect while swaying a hazard of flame back and forth in their hands as a revolutionary song played in the background. Then all of a sudden, he could see bright streams rocketing high into the dark sky and with a blink of an eye, it shattered into thousands of sparks. Bursting one by one… red, white, and blue, creating a heavy boom followed by the crackling noises. Which forced him to cover his ears yet also created the thick smoke in the air that reminded him of the blond haired boy. Trying to hold back his tears, he noticed the crowd staring into the sky with amusement and entertainment instead of terror. As new words entered Jonas’ mind, fireworks, entertainment, and tradition. Soon, Jonas realize the difference between the two and awoke in the Giver’s room with a grin.

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When the Giver placed his hands on Jonas’ back, he was transported to a cityscape with the stench and bustle of cars and gasoline, crowds of pedestrians. Jonas was befuddled by what was happening ahead there was a huge stand with loud hardcore, blasting sounds of happiness and no worries there is a wave, an ocean of arms with two fingers up waving to feel the beat, no they were riding the beat. “This must be what music is, the feeling, the beat is catching me in with the crowd.” Jonas thought deeply of this, the sounds, some sticks that made a loud boom the beat, the sensation.  Strolling a few blocks down, observing the scene there are more waves of arms this time with one of Jonas’s favorites, colors on a bunch of big, blanket, appearing he- couldn’t- get- the -word- for- it on a stick waving, screams and cheers rumbled throughout the large, vast, bustling town, people of family units appeared to be same age and gender like in the community were together, but in this case it had been one female, who was in fact holding hands with another female cheering with a clear eyed chubby little boy, who was waving a small rainbow appearing flag, “that's the word,” Jonas thoughtful observed

New words entered Jonas’ mind “march” and “Gay”, also could feel the love, one of his favorite feelings. Then the sense of “pride” washed over him, he realized that there is more to love, and a family that you can in fact, love anyone… any gender… nothing matters. The memory started to fade

Jonas awoke in the Giver’s room.  “Giver?” Jonas asked, “ Is there love or everyone in Elsewhere?”

“ Yes Jonas,” the Giver replied matter- of- factly, “there is always enough love to go around.”

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When the Giver placed his hands on Jonas’ back, he was transported to a place with a big, open blue sky. The enormous light beamed into Jonas’s eyes, making him squint and look away. He looked down and saw what he was wearing baggy orange shorts that cut down to his knees with wrinkly, worn out pockets, and no shirt. It was strange and unusual. In his community everyone was suppose to follow the dress code, it was a rule. He felt guilty about it. His skin toasted in the big, yellow sun. A drop of water dripped from his forehead, and all the way down his cheek. Jonas wiped it away with the back of his hand and wondered what it was. Jonas took a deep inhale and smelt the salty water, and sunscreen linger in his nose. He got up and felt the tiny, hot slivers of something beige snuggle between his toes. He walked to the wide open water, and felt the coolness of it rise up his leg. It felt pleasant on his body, and continued to splash more of it on his arms. He heard the screams of other children splash in the shimmering water. There was a lot of them crowding around him. Jonas stared at the whimsical waves of the lake and it made his eyes sway back and forth. New words entered Jonas’ mind- Summer, fun, and relaxing. Jonas awoke in the Giver’s room still feeling the warmth of Summer ease his mind.

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As the Giver gently placed his wrinkly, old hands on Jonas’ back, Jonas was transported to a dark, dimly lighted room. As Jonas looked around the small room, he could see a twin bed, a lightly stained wooden desk, and small matching dresser. At the desk, was a boy about Jonas’ age, who was using a strange lighted device that appeared to be able to fold in half. The boy was furiously striking small, squared, black buttons with his fingers that had symbols. Jonas could hear the clicking of the buttons as the boy’s fingers tapped over the device. The same symbols on the buttons appeared on the screen. When the boy clicked a rectangular shaped button, more symbols and some pictures appeared. The boy stopped tapping the buttons and searched from the top to the bottom of the screen, as if he was looking for an answer. New words entered Jonas’s mind; information, Google, and computer. As the boy pressed more buttons Jonas was transported back to the Annex room. Upon his arrival Jonas was amazed that people were once able to freely get information just by having a device called a computer.

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When the Giver placed his hands on Jonas’ back, he was transported into a beautiful field of bright fresh green grass. It felt like perfect scene and Jonas started to feel calm and happy. He looked to his left to see a tall flowing waterfall, with rocks and flowers along the side. And in front, a blanket with a weaved brown basket full of delightful food and treats on top of it. Then he looked to his right to see a beautiful, yet clumsy girl with a bandana over her eyes, and a man well dressed in black and white holding on to her shoulder. The man with a big smile on his face was grasping onto blooming red flowers, a heart box with brown sweet chocolates and a little teddy bear holding a big fluffy heart. Jonas watched the girl stumble across the field and he could hear himself start to giggle. He felt like he was laying on a cloud. When they arrived at the blanket the man took off the woman’s blindfolds. Her eyes widened, her jaw dropped, and she turned around to give the man the biggest hug Jonas had ever seen. When Jonas saw that hug, he thought to himself about how his parents don’t even hug him in that way. Afterwards they sat down and had an amazing time together. Stuffing their faces with the tasty foods, smiling and laughing. New words entered Jonas’ mind- love, happiness, romance, picnic. Jonas then awoke in the Giver’s room feeling light hearted and happy. Then he said to the Giver, “ I felt much joy and love, and happiness. It was so perfect it seemed like a special occasion or holiday, but I couldn’t wrap my finger around the right word” There was a slight pause in the room, the Giver was intrigued with what Jonas had to say. Then he replied, “The words were Valentines Day.”

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When the Giver placed his hands on Jonas’ back, he was transported to a building made entirely out of a shiny material that was reflecting him. He glanced around and he saw cars and trains all moving to elsewhere which he was not sure where. He got the word “skyscraper” and he looked up at the glass structure, marveled at the fact that it was over looming over all the other buildings. The big blue sky above him with the bright, yellow sun, he remembered. He loved it, the sunshine, the big skyscraper, everything was amazing. But, he was confused nothing had happened, nothing was going on, everything seemed fine so he thought it was a good memory, of industry or the skyscraper in general. He glanced around again and saw a white bird in the sky far away, as it got closer he realized it was a plane, but it seemed low to the ground, too low. In the blink of an eye it happened, the plane tore through the building like it was paper. Fire was streaming out of the building climbing as high as it could to keep burning. The glass was shattered, melting and falling from the building onto the people running away in terror below. Moments later, he saw another plane that hit the other building next to it. More people screaming, running, and confused by what had happened. Sirens were wailing in the distance. Cars stepping on the gas to get away a quickly as possible. Just then, new words entered Jonas’ mind - destruction, terrorism, and devastation. He sit there unable to move or do anything at all but watch. He wanted to help to get people out of there but he could not, he was stuck and unmoving. All he did was cry and feel sympathy for the people stuck in the building and unable to get out. Jonas awoke in the Giver’s room crying and shocked by the memory The Giver had shared with him.

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When the Giver places his hands on Jonas’ back, he is transported to a white room. He looks around and notices a young man typing on a computer. He is wearing a white jacket. jonas looks around more and notices a large black box with an opening on one side. the man clicks a button on his computer and the machine starts making a whirring noise. A nozzle comes down and starts tracing a shape on the bottom of the box. The nozzle continues to trace the shape, or different variations of it. Each time it draws the shape on top of the last. each time the shape grows a little. The machine stops whining. The man goes over to it. He observes the shape which stands a half-inch tall and picks it up off the platform. He goes over to his desk and connects the shape with what looks like a hand. He realises that the shape was the fingertip. the hand is now complete. he looks in the corner to a small child sitting in a chair. The older man calls him over.  As the child looks at the hand, He picks it up. jonas realises that the boy only has one hand. New words entered Jonas’ mind- disability, and 3D printer. Jonas awoke in the Giver’s room happy for the boy.

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When the Giver placed his hands on Jonas’ back, he was transported to a soft pillow that felt like a cloud, a sheet color of a rose, and the walls are the color of the sky.There was a teenager boy that had a box with a white light coming out of it.  He hear a strange sound coming out of the box. The boy in the room picked the box. He started to talking to a person saying “Hello Alex, how are you doing in the freezing temperature with the penguins.”

Alex replied “It is freezing here I wish I can comeback home.”

“You can walk 8,375 miles to come back home.” laughed the boy

“I gotta go bye.” Jonas heard to beeps then it was done. Words pooped in his “cell phone’ “calling” he finally knows what it was but he does not known what it does. Jonas woke up in the giver room Jonas said “What was that?”

The Giver politely replied “It is called a cellphone that you can talk to people without being with them which is called calling, some people type out there words which is called texting.”

Jonas said “So they don’t have to be in person.”

The Giver replied “It was a very popular thing generation ago, the community got rid of it because people were not being nice to people and posting out thing that hurt people.”

Jonas said “I get why they got rid of it but I still wish we still had it today.”

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When the Giver placed his hands on Jonas’ back, he was transported outside gazing up at a tall building covered in glass that shimmered from the bright glowing ball in the sky. In a moment of confusion he looked to see that a plane was soaring at the building ripping through the air, Jonas turned around and ran back a bit to the safety of the tan rough pavement as the plane crashed into the tower making a loud roar that echoed through the building. He covered his mouth and recoiled in absolute horror, people ran out screeching in fright. Then the building came crashing down below killing probably thousands of people, children cried in sorrow and workers sobbed as well. New words entered Jonas’ mind, fire, fear, horrifying pain. They bandaged up wounded people and they cried as they tighten the soft roll of bandages making the crimson squirt from their torn flesh, Jonas trembled as hot tears streamed down his face. Jonas awoke in the Giver’s room and started to cry at the thought of how people felt after witnessing that horrible event.

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When the Giver placed his hands on Jonas’ back, he was transported to a land of mystery,when the people talked to one another they were speaking in an unknown tongue that he didn’t have any knowledge on.They seemed to be preparing for warfare he saw guns being cocked and knifelike  objects being applied under the barrel of the weapon.Then a moment later he heard a whistling noise coming from above where he was currently standing.It was a round,bulbous object, Jonas didn’t know where came from though but it was coming in fast with immense speed.The people started to panic they were running around and screams enveloped the whole city.Then when the object hit the ground there was a loud “boom’’ and the blast tore through buildings and factories with ease, nothing stood in the way of this blast.Then there were no more screams, no more people,and no more buildings.The place was annihilated he was the only survivor of this massacre.Nothing was left but blood, fire, and rubble.By the end Jonas was mixed with feelings of grief,sorrow,and fear he was the only survivor but he wishes that he could’ve done something to prevent this slaughter.

New words entered Jonas’ mind- terror,destruction and bombs

Jonas awoke in the Giver’s room with tears in his eyes thinking about how many innocent lives were taken that day.

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When the Giver placed his hands on Jonas’ back, he was transported ,An metal boat on the waves filled with men, a beach with a cliff up ahead. It seemed the boat was going to the starge cliff. It was a cloudy summer day. “Soldiers” Jonas thought to himself. One of them turned to them all and said “Time for Operation Overlord!” Before the boat went to the beach, Jonas saw other boats filled with people doing the same thing. By the time they were close to the beach loud noises invaded his ears making him feel deaf. Half the men ducked down on the ground. “What is that wretched noise?’ Jonas thought to himself. Then he saw it there were people on the cliff bunkers with something lighting up pointing at the men in the boats. “Guns” Jonas thought to himself. When the boat arrived at the beach he saw a man to his side clutching  his chest and he slowly fell to the ground of the metal boat. The soldiers looked like they’ve seen death itself and stared at the victim. As Jonas slowly woke up the words came to mind “Soldiers”, “Guns”, and something unknown something called “Axis and Allies.” As Jonas slowly awake in the Annex room he held himself shaking paralyzed of what he saw.

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When the Giver placed his hands on Jonas’ back, he was transported to a somber day. Screams filling the air. The air swirling with smoke. All Jonas could see was bright lights come, from what looks like a stage, coming towards him.  The sounds of rapid gunshots roared. People on the ground everywhere. Puddles of blood under each and everyone of them. Jonas saw a man and a little girl. The man heard the little girl moaning in pain.The strange man leans towards her. There faces meet. Jonas will always remember that face that the girl had. The face of hurt and distress. The face of blood and tears. The little girl is saying something but the man seemed to miss it.

“ What did you say?” The man asked

“ I’m hurt” This little girl says. The girl doesn't seem much older than Jonas.

“Where are you hurt” he  asked. The little girl ignores his question.

“ Hold my hand” Tears pouring from her face. The man grabs her hand. The hand full of smeared blood.

“ Tell my family i’m in a better place now” The girl closes her mouth. Her chest stopped moving. And her little voice let out a moan of pain. Jonas knew the little girl was gone. And so did the man. Tears streaming down his face.  New words entered Jonas’ mind- Death, Shooting, Fear. Jonas thought to himself. Jonas awoke in the Giver’s room.

“ That poor little girl, why didn’t anyone help her?” Jonas asked.

“ They can’t always help them all” The giver responded.

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When the Giver placed his hands on Jonas’ back, he was transported to a dark, mysterious, misty night. Kids roaming around their neighborhood with their family and friends in different and unusual clothing. Cheerful children go up to every door getting scoops of candy, saying thank you after each visit. Ghostly decorations hanging outside frightening young children and scaring them away. Orange round circles are outside with strange cut outs. Bats, black as night, stringed to outdoor walkways. New words entered Jonas’ mind- Halloween, jack-o-lanterns, costumes. Jonas awoke in the Giver’s room just a little scared, but intrigued. “Wow!” Jonas exclaimed, “That looks like fun. Why don’t we get to celebrate Halloween?”

“We don’t celebrate Halloween because people think it isn’t a holiday that follows the rules in our community.”