She let her breath go out, It was probably the first sound from her in the room. She took the marker back.
It is said that one cannot be given freedom. Freedom cannot be given. One has to take his own freedom. What we can do is to give them a helping hand. Give them chance to shatter the iron chains of capitalism. We can show them that they are in fact rusty. We can give them hope. We give them example. And when they see it, they can decide to take life in their own grasp.
She looked at the paper for a moment weighting her words and then passed it back to the comissar.