Here is my own ending of "The Giver".

Jonas walked and walked. He was exhausted, but his body was too numb to feel pain. Jonas fell, and got up. And when he fell again, Jonas could not get up anymore. Gabriel moved his arms and legs on Jonas' back. Jonas felt relieved that Gabriel was still fine, but felt sorry too that he culd not carry him on such a rough road covered with lots of snow.
On the snow, lying, Jonas thought of his friends vaguely. People in the community he left sometimes used the word friends, but they usually said group mates instead, he remembered. He loved Asher and Fiona so much, but was never able to make them realize that there were lots of real feelings that were so important for people's life. "What do they think about my disappearing?" Jonas wondered. It was always lots of fun to spend time with them. There was nothing that upset him when they played together as little kids.
The Assignment of Assistant Director of Recreation is certainly the best assignment for Asher. Jonas felt happy with the memories of lots of games and jokes that he played with Asher. Asher always brought good ideas to have fun playing games. But then, Jonas was depressed, remembering the war game. "How could I tell hime?" Jonas thought with a little anger. "How could I tell him without transmitting the memory that war was not to be played or to be amused? He just did not know, and could not know. Others, neither." Jonas thought.
He loved Fiona too, the girl who was always gentle, friendly, and easy to talk to. Jonas imagined that it would be very nice if his spouse would be her. The Assignment of Caretaker of the Old was just right for her. Fiona liked the old. Jonas was pleased in his volunteering hours at the House of the Old looking at how gentle she helped the old bathing. Then suddenly, Jonas was threatened by remembering that she was already in the training to release the old. "Why does the gentle girl who loved the old have to be trained to kill the old?" It was bitter for Jonas to think about it, but he knew it was helpless.
Jonas felt a little guilty not to attend Lily's Ceremony of Nine. "She must be very excited to get a bicycle", he thought. "She might be too ezcited to get angry that I was not there to see her receiving her bicycle". Jonas remembered that Lily got angry at anything at once, and calmed down easily, but nothing came from deep inside of her feelings. It is not easy to relax one's fist that is made with real anger."Where will she spend her volunteering hours at?" Jonas remembered that one day Lily said that she was curious about Birthmothers and that Mother strongly opposed it. She might be volunteering with Nurturers, Speakers and Storytellers. There were so many assignments that Lily might be interesed in that Jonas could not guess what was the best one for her.
Gabriel was still quiet on Jonas' back. "If I left Gabriel in the community, Gabriel does not exist by now". Jonas tried to move again, but his body was numb, and did not move at all. "I can breathe, I can think, though". He thought. Snow was to be felt cold, but it was not to him now at all. Then, Gabriel moved his arms and legs on Jonas' back.
"Sorry Gabe, I am too tired. I cannot move anymre". Jonas murmured. Gabriel moved his arms and legs more busily as if he was telling Jonas something.
"What is it?" Jonas asked Gabriel. Gabriel shouted some toddler's language cheerfully, which did not make sense to Jonas. Jonas was half unconscious.
Suddenly, he felt someone touched his shoulder. Jonas looked up, and a man was there. The man asked Jonas:
"Are you okay? What happened to you? Why are you here in such snowing?" The man touched Jonas' shoulder sometime during the questions. The touching reminded Jonas that it was thought as a very rude behavior to touch someone in the community, but the touching brought warmth to Jonas, which was comfortable for him.
"Okay, I help you. You will be fine".
Jonas could not open his eyes, but he could hear voices of people talking vaguely.
"You are not injured, little man. Good. What is your name?" The man smiled at Gabriel. Then Gabriel shouted cheerfully
"Gay!"
"Oh, okay Gay, your friend will be fine. Don't worry, Gay." "Where is this?" Jonas wondered. "Is it shaking here? Am I in a car? Who is this man? Why does this man help me? Where does he take me to?" Jonas was confused and scared. "Does he take me back to the community? No! I have to be further from it! What does this man say to Gabe? What will he do to me?"
The man took care of Jonas' injuries and little scars in there, a car, Jonas thought.
"Your friend's injuries are not too bad, Gay. But I will take both of you to hospital to make sure that everything is fine anyway. Your friend is very weak now, you see?" Gabriel looked at Jonas, and then the man.
"Explanations will be after that". The man said. Jonas felt the car slow down as if it went uphill, then it speeded up as if it went downhill.
They reached the hospital, and they gave Gabriel meal and soup, which warmed Gabriel, and toys that Gabriel liked to play with. Nurses and doctors took turns to play with Gabriel in the same room where Jonas was on the bed. Jonas opened his eyes.
"Your friend woke up, Gay. Come on!" The man who found, and helped Jonas and Gabriel called Gabriel.
"How do you feel now?" The man asked. Jonas looked at the man by moving his head toward him.
"People go to the hill to ski and to hike, but we hardly do down the side where you were lying because there is nothing fun around the side. I was on the top of the hill, and saw someone was lying on snow, and did not move at all, so I came close to you, and called people to carry you and Gay here. You came to this hospital by a car. Do you remember?"
"No..." Jonas whispered.
"Oh, sorry. You are tired, but according to the check up, everything was fine. Just a little injuries. You have to eat something now. What is your name?"
"Jonas... My name is Jonas. Who are you? Jonas confused.
"I am a doctor here, can you eat, Jonas?"
"No, I do not want to eat. I am tired. Where is this community? I have to be further..."
"Then you will have some soup. It will warm you. Gay had the soup, right?" The doctor looked at Gabriel. Then Gabriel smiled.
"Gabe...You are fine. That's good". Jonas touched Gabriel.
"Is his name Gabe? He told me that his name was Gay. He is such a cheerful kid, isn't he?"
"His name is Gabriel. I call him Gabe, and he calls himeself Gay." Jonas smiled.
"You, doctor, thank you for helping us, but I cannot eat soup either."
"Oh, then you have to get a shot." The doctor took a syringe. Jonas looked at the syringe, and screamed very loudly. Jonas remembered the release of the twin that Father did. Father killed the baby. That was a terrible memory that Jonas could not get rid of. The doctor seemed surprised.
"I will try to eat, so please take away the syringe. I have a terrible memory of it, but you will not understand it yet. Not yet now". Jonas said.
"Okay, then I will leave Gay here with you". The doctor put Gabriel on Jonas' bed. Gabriel smiled again.
"You will take time to relax and eat enough here, Jonas. Explanations will come later".
"Okay, yes. Thank you, doctor".
"That's fine, we are going to leave here now, so that you and relax a lot with Gay. Call us whenever you need". The doctor waved bye-bye to Gabriel, and Gabriel waved back.
Gabriel seemed happy, and moved busily on the bed. Jonas smiled at Gabriel, and started to eat.
"I have to eat to be strong enough, Gabe. I cannot get a shot. Syringes are just horrible to me. I cannot get a shot from them". Jonas looked at Gabriel, but he almost said it to himself. Gabriel seemed bored playing by himself now, and came next to Jonas.
"Oh, you want to eat? Gabriel poked some potatoes with his littlefinger on the plate, and laughed.
"Do you want to wat snacks? I will ask them for you later. They are very nice people. Don't you think so? We are lucky..."
Jonas realized that there were lots of things he had to think about. "What are we going to do now? Should I keep going further? What if people from the community come to me and find me? What if the nurses and doctors report this to the community? Jonas was scared, but he was still very tired although he was happy to be with Gabriel.
"I will think of all the problems later, but I have to have lots of rest, they said so too, and you have to have rest too now, Gabe. Come in here. Let's get some sleep". Jonas decided to have rest first. He needed to be strong enough to think about all the problems he had now. Gabriel and Jonas were next to each other, and Jonas was relieved with the warmth of Gabriel. Gabriel became quiet once, and started to breathe a bit soundly.
Jonas was comfortable with the sound. He was falling asleep. He had not touched such people's warm and kind feelings since he left the Giver there. "Feelings?" Jonas laughed in his mind. He hardly knew what feelings meant until recently himself either. "Do people have those feelings here? Oh, please, I hope they do. I really do hope".
"Toys...! Gabriel murmured in his sleep. Jonas was not sure whether he heard it from next to him or heard it in his dream.

This post is my sorry.

It is about my part time job that I work just for this summer holiday. I work at Japanese sweets shop in a department store. The company also runs a cake shop in the same place, so I sometimes help the cake shop too.
What hurts me is that I have to throw away all the foods that are not sold. The shop starts 20% off at 17:30 every day, but we still cannot sell all of them. My coworker told me that they used to do 50% off, and all the sweets were sold out, but department people-in-power did not want any shop to look empty, so they warned us not to do 50% off any more, and the company makes even more sweets so that our shop do not look empty.
Once they warned, they check our shop very seriously, and when lots of sweets are sold, they warn us that we should prepare more foods so that everywhere in the department store looks lively. When there are lots of sweets in our shop, I start 20% off a bit earlier, but it does not always go well. I feel guilty so much every day when I throw away those foods because I have learned about starving people who spend a day less than $1 with not enough food or water while people in developed countries have too much.
What am I doing? I studied about hunger, gap between the rich and the poor, and third and fourth worlds in Global Issues class last year, and now I put each pack of Japanese sweets into rubbish bags by my hands. It really hurts me, but I cannot see any solution.
At the end of a day, I have to count how many sweets are remained, and note them on the list. After that, I make several bags of assorted sweets, and give them to staffs in neighbour shops, but I think that they do not want to receive same sweets every day. The department store close at 20:00, and the company pay til 20:30. The jobs that I have to do after closing take about 30 minutes, but if I make those assorted sweets for neighbour shops' staffs, it is around 20:50 when I finish everything for a day. The 20 extra minutes is not included for my salary, but I try to give some sweets to people around my shop anyway. I love sweets, so I am glad that I can bring those sweets to home, as all of my family members love sweets too, but I cannot bring all of the sweets. There are too many.
When I walk from our shop to rubbish bins carrying rubbish bags, they are really heavy. How many people can survive if those foods are theirs? Today around the world, children die one after another in every three seconds. How many can live if they can eat? There are 4 more days that I work in the department store, and I still cannot find a solution.