This is one of those Newbery winners that is assigned in school because the dystopia subject matter allows for interesting class discussion. It’s also one of those books that is constantly being attacked by would be censors. When I read this tale of Jonas, who lives in a perfect world devoid of complication, I expected it to be filled with cursing and gratuitous sex (neither exists here). Instead it is a simple—if poignant—tale of a boy who is faced with the truth that the sameness he has known throughout his life deprives him and everyone he knows of any higher emotions, whether it be pleasure or pain. I can think of plenty of other books that would enrage a censor more, but they might not make someone think.