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Monday, June 22, 2015
Micros Go Wild!
This week has been WAY SUPER SUPER SUPER WONDERFUL. In some ways.
Also in other ways it has been 12 hard. [Keep in mind, 12 means A LOT or several or excessive in Hermana Schomburg vocabulary and she uses it "12" times in this message. :) ]
We weren't able to meet with either of our investigators that have a baptismal date and even though we talked to both of them about coming to church, neither of them were able to go, so they both lost their dates. BUT ALSO, we have a member that just recently moved here from Perú and she is living with a whole bunch of nonmembers, SOOO, we're teaching them all with her and that has been really good. Also, we found a woman while we were contacting one day and she gave us her address and we went over there last night and an actual real life miracle happened.
Let me explain to you a little bit about our sector: people will give you their address or their phone number or whatever and if it's not fake, then they probably don't actually want to talk to you so when you show up for your appointment with them, they're not there or sometimes ''not there''.
So, the thing was that we hadn't set up an appointment with her, but we went to her apartment building nonetheless and the man at the desk called up to see if we could come in and we were both basically 100% ready for a no or for her to not even answer
and what's more
SHE INVITED US TO GO UP
AND SO WE WENT UP
HER ENTIRE FAMILY WAS THERE
ALL OF HER FAMILY
AND THEY ALL WANTED TO HEAR WHAT WE HAD TO SAY
AND SO WE TAUGHT THEM
AND TALKED WITH THEM
AND THEY ARE SO EXCITED TO HEAR MORE
AND TO TALK ABOUT GOD AND JESUS
MY WORDS CANNOT EXPLAIN HOW RARE OF AN OCCURRENCE THIS IS
OR WHAT AN ACTUAL MIRACLE
I LITERALLY DON'T HAVE THE WORDS OR ENOUGH CAPS
HOW READY THIS FAMILY IS OR ANYTHING I JUST CANNOT EVEN EXPLAIN BUT I AM SO EXCITED TO KEEP TEACHING THEM AND THEY ALL COMMITTED TO READ THE BOOK OF MORMON AND THE RESTORATION (took me 12 years to figure out how to spell that in English) PAMPHLET THAT WE LEFT AND I AM JUST SO EXCITED FOR EVERYTHING
But alas I also have other things to talk about.
SOOO, I told y'all about the apartment situation and everything where we don't have electricity in our room anymore? (lol just realized that I think I only told my dad don't worry we just stopped having electricity in our room but we have a gas heater too it's okay no se preocupen [do not worry]) Well... the situation is a bit more dire now, haha.
SOO, what happened is... one morning I wake up and it is grossly and coldly humid in our room because humidity is a thing and so is the cold and I sit up and go to do my morning prayers and then
I spot it
in the corner
on the wall
next to my bed
so I move my bed out from the wall and tHERE IS LIKE A WHOLE ARMY OF MOLD GROWING UP FROM THE FLOOR AND IT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE BECAUSE OUR ROOM, THAT CORNER IN PARTICULAR, IS IN THE VERY CORNER OF THE BUILDING AND THERE ARE NO BATHROOMS ABOVE OR BELOW OR ANYTHING AND IT WAS 12 GROSS AND SO WE CALLED THE PENSIONISTA RIGHT AWAY AND HE CAME OVER AND WAS LIKE, 'ew that's kinda gross' AND HNA RHOADS AND I WERE LIKE 'NOOOOOOOOOOOOO YOU DON'T UNDERSTAAAAAAAAND' AND SO HE AND THE HISTORIADOR (that's his companion) LOOKED AT IT A LITTLE MORE AND THEN THEY WERE LIKE, 'there's probably just a bathroom on the other side of the wall' (but of course all of this is in Spanish because the pensionista is from Peru and the historiador is from Bolivia you're just lucky I'm translating for you) AND WE WERE LIKE 'NO THERE ISN'T NO THERE ISN'T YOU DON'T UNDERSTAAAAAAAAAAAAAND' AND SO THEN THEY WERE LIKE 'well we can't do anything for you right now, we'll call a pensionista (like a real pensionista because the pensionista is actually an elder that calls the pensionista when we have problems) and send him over' [I'll attempt to explain - Hermana Schomburg and Hermana Rhoads called the Elders (missionaries) who are basically the "go-betweens" between the missionaries and the apartment superintendents and managers. They looked at the mold and determined they needed to call the actual apartment super.]
AND THEN THEY LEFT AND THEN NO JOKE
THIRTY MINUTES LATER
WE GET A CALL FROM HIM AND HE'S LIKE 'well you guys should probably start packing your things because we're getting you a new apartment' SO HAHA OUR P-DAY TODAY IS GOING TO BE US PACKING
and also we moved our beds into the other room (and I washed all my bedding no se preocupen [do not worry]) but the beds a little too big because the other room is 12 small so... haha, I don't know, it's all just silly. The electricity is working again though (and even when it wasn't, we called Elder Vizcarra [the pensionista] and he and Elder Ortega [his companion the historiador] brought us blankets, we are well cared for, no se preocupen), just that we're in a tiny little room feeling like we're having a sleepover every night and it's just silly. But anyway.
We've been told we'll be out of our apartment by the end of the month haha, but really don't worry too much, the mold isn't the only reason we're moving. The thing is that we had elders in our apartment for 5 years before us (an actual 5 years not an exaggeration) and so it's a bit grody anyway and it kinda was when they got it and the dueños (I can't remember what that is in english) [owners] are a bit lame in our building, so they've been trying to move everybody out of our building little by little and the mold in a peculiar place (which would be the responsibility of the dueño of our apartment, but he doesn't want to take care of it) was just the right thing to get us started in the process, so that's all.
BUT NOW LET ME TELL YOU THE STORY THAT GOES ALONG WITH THE TITLE OF THIS EMAIL
a micro is what we call a bus (pronounced meekro) and so the other day, Hna Rhoads and I were on a micro, going to a cita [appointment]. So, the micro stops and Hna Rhoads looks around and then suddenly says, 'oh, I think we need to get off here' and so she stands up and gets off but it's obviously kind of late and the driver is getting ready to close the doors so anyway she gets off and I'm on the stairs right behind her with a small fear developing in my heart and suddenly-
(that was the best sound effect I could think of right then sorry)
THE DOORS CLOSE
LITERALLY THE DOORS OF THE MICRO CLOSE ON ME AND TRAP ME NOT EVEN JUST RIGHT BEFORE I CAN GET OFF OR RIGHT AFTER
THEY CLOSE ME IN THEM I AM TRAPPED BETWEEN THE DOORS OF A MICRO
and when micro doors shut
SO I WAS JUST KIND OF IN SHOCK COS I HAD BEEN MID STORY OR SOMETHING AND I WASN'T PANICKING OR ANYTHING I WAS JUST KIND OF LIKE 'what has happened' AND EVEN MORE SO to be honest, MY FIRST THOUGHT WAS DEFINITELY 'well this is embarrassing' BUT ANYWAY THEN HERMANA RHOADS WAS TRYING TO PRY THE DOORS OPEN AND I WAS JUST KIND OF STANDING THERE LIKE 'why has this happened to me' AND THEN THIS OLD GUY IN THE BACK OF THE MICRO STARTS YELLING 'LA PUERTA LA PUERTA' [THE DOOR THE DOOR] AND FINALLY THE DUDE OPENS THE DOOR AGAIN ANd then I stepped off and stood by Hna Rhoads while she laughed into old age.
So that happened.
Also, this picture (which is the only picture I have for this week, I apologize) is a picture of a pan of brownies I made. Kind of. I made it and gave half to the elders and then Hna Rhoads cut herself a brownie that was in SILLY place so I cut myself a brownie in a sillier place. And that's all there is to it.
And that's all I have to say this week folks, soo