Well, it happened. I have one full year in the mission. Just yesterday I feel like I was talking to Elder Scott in the airport about summer sales. haha Well, now one year, 1000 spanish words, and 6 ripped pants later, here I am. As you guys will be glad to know, I did indeed burn a shirt. I'm sorry though, all the pictures didn't turn out. I have a 30 second video that I'm going to send to my mom with my camera, so we'll see if she can sub that to the blog.
Anyways! So this week I had divisions with one of my Zone Leaders, Elder Coe. He's from Taylorsville and he's a stud. One of my favorite ZLs. I actually went to la Villa de San Fransisco. So, if someone can tell Trevor Casey that the cocinera in that area says hi, that'd be great. Anyway. We went out to work in that area and man am I blessed. Zamorano is a winter wonderland compared to la Villa. I was sweating like a pig the whole day. We contacted this sweet old lady that let us into her house. We started just talking with her, getting to know her and all that fun stuff. Then we felt super strongly to talk about Jose Smith with her. That was actually consejo given to us by Elder Duncan, the Area President here in Central America. So as we testified to her about the experience that the young Jose Smith had, she stopped us. She then started to tell us that she had distanced herself from two churches that she had gone to in her life, because to her, they didn't feel right. Then she asked us "Is it really that easy? All I have to do is pray?" And we told her yeah! Of course. That's what Santiago says and he was an apostol! She promised us that she was going to find her very own arboleda and pray. Honestly, I have the faith that she went and prayed. The only bad part of that story was that she didn't even live in our area.
So divisions ended with district meeting and we went back to our area. that day we had to lend service to a member here in the rama. Her name's Celsa and she is the rumor woman of the whole town. She could not stop talking about things that she had heard throughout the week. And well, for those of you that know me, I love egging people on. So I was acting very interested and kept on getting more and more out of her. Meanwhile, my companion was dying. He was getting so annoyed of hearing it. As we left he told me that he wasn't going to let me talk at all the next time. Obviously he was joking, but I ended up laughing a little more than him after. But wait, that's not the worst part. So after halfway building a chicken coop for her, she made us lunch. She gave us the plate and it had some kind of meat, rice, and a giant full tomato with salt. I hate tomatos. But mom, I'd make you proud because I ate that whole thing. Buuuut still that's not the worst part. As we were eating the meat, we kind of looked at each other. It tasted super bland. And it had a form that was pretty gross. So, just casually I asked her what animal it came from. And she answered pig! Then I went too far and asked what part of the pig.....And you know what she said? Penis. She said it while I was chewing on it. I held back a gag and said, "Oh hermana....Que rica esta carne....Nunca habia probado pene de chancho en me vida...." Then she told me that it'll put more hair in my beard, so I ate it all. That was pretty rough though.
So on Sunday, we show up to church and this really old guy walks up to us and asks what we were doing at 5. We just had contacting in our agendas, so we told him nothing. He told us to go to his house, so we wrote him in. Then 4 more times in the church, he walked by us and said "At 5 right? good. don't forget." We didn't even check our agendas and at 4 we had a cita at Familia Martinez house and that was all the way across the pueblo. We ended up leaving that house at about 5:30. So we decided to take a mototaxi. We actually had no idea where this guy lived, we were just going to go to his bvarrio and start asking people if they knew him. So we walked by this house and it was throwing a huge party and Elder Wardle turned to me and said "There's no way that's his house." And i agreed. We went and asked someone down the street where he lived and she said at the party house! So we walked up and called at the gate and someone let us in. We went out on the patio and there was Hermano Theodoro with a party hat! We asked him who's birthday it was and he said Me! Haha so we sat there and watched these kids play a bunch of party games, ate some good food, and drank the best horchata. It was a good time and we have some fotos from that as well. Well, I hope you guys are taking care! I love you all.
Love, Elder Carter
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