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TEXT VII
"Divergent" is a dark and thrilling series of young adult science fiction books by American novelist Veronica Roth. The trilogy consists of "Divergent" (2011), "Insurgent" (2012), and "Allegiant" (2013), which were later adapted into 3 films.
It is set in a post-apocalyptic dystopian Chicago that has separated its population into five Factions, each defined by certain values. The Factions are Dauntless (the brave), Amity (the kind), Erudite (the intelligent), Abnegation (the selfless), and Candor (the honest). Each year, teenagers of a certain age take a placement test and then choose the Faction to which they will devote the rest of their lives. In Chapter 1, we are introduced to Beatrice Prior, who later changes her name to Tris, the protagonist and narrator of the story. As she sits in front of a mirror while her mother cuts her hair, she reflects on the life challenges she will have to face soon.
Chapter 1
THERE IS ONE mirror in my house. It is behind a sliding panel in the hallway upstairs. Our faction allows us to stand in front of it on the second day of every third month, the day my mother cuts my hair.
I sit on the stool and my mother stands behind me with the scissors, trimming. The strands fall on the floor in a dull, blond ring.
When she finishes, she pulls my hair away from my face and twists it into a knot. I note how calm she looks and how focused she is. She is well-practiced in the art of losing herself. I can't say the same of myself.
I sneak a look at my reflection when she isn't paying attention-not for the sake of vanity, but out of curiosity. A lot can happen to a person's appearance in three months.
In my reflection, I see a narrow face, wide, round eyes, and a long, thin nose -I still look like a little girl, though sometime in the last few months I turned sixteen. The other factions celebrate birthdays, but we don't. It would be self-indulgent.
(...) "So today is the day," she says.
"Yes," I reply.
"Are you nervous?"
I stare into my own eyes for a moment. Today is the day of the Aptitude test that will show me which of the five factions I belong in. And tomorrow, at the Choosing Ceremony, I will decide on a faction; I will decide the rest of my life; I will decide to stay with my family or abandon them.
"No," I say. "The tests don't have to change our choices."
"Right." She smiles. "Let's go eat breakfast."
"Thank you. For cutting my hair."
She kisses my cheek and slides the panel over the mirror. I think my mother could be beautiful, in a different world. Her body is thin beneath the gray robe. She has high cheekbones and long eyelashes, and when she lets her hair down at night, it hangs in waves over her shoulders. But she must hide that beauty in Abnegation.
We walk together to the kitchen. On these mornings when my brother makes breakfast, and my father's hand skims my hair as he reads the newspaper, and my mother humsas she clears the table - it is on these mornings that I feel guiltiest for wanting to leave them.
Adapted from https://genius.com/Veronica-roth-divergent-chapter- 1-annotated
