I say hola because I have been brushing
up on my espanol with Duolingo these past couple weeks, and I reached a
milestone: I'm officially 4% fluent in spanish! By the next time we
tract in a Spanish-Speaking trailer park, I'll be able to convert people on the
spot.
This week has been great! We did service
on Brother Cook's rabbit farm again, with the bike elders this time. At
the end Bro Cook gave them a frozen rabbit just like the one he gave us,
so now it has a friend! Elder Creamer just so happens to have spent a
month at a cooking school, so a few days ago he legit prepared this
rabbit so we could have it for lunch. He emptied the rabbit of its
organs, then stuffed it, and prepared rice to go with it. I think
there's a picture somewhere but I don't know if I have it. The rabbit
looked really good and I was actually going to eat some, but it turned
out to be a little undercooked so it got put back in the oven for a
while. HAHAHAHA WHEN ELDER CREAMER BROUGHT IT OUT OF THE OVEN HE FOUND A
KNIFE HE LEFT IN THE RABBIT WHEN HE PUT IT BACK IN AND THE PLASTIC
HANDLE LIKE MELTED OVER PART OF IT HAHA. So part of the rabbit was good,
and part of it tasted like cancer. I only had a little, but I had some
from the melted plastic/cancer hotspot. I had a headache for a little
while but I think I'm good now. It's good to have a pro chef living just
a few doors down.
I rode my bike for the first
time this week. Since we're running low on miles, we parked on the side
of this road where the pavement ended and a dirt road began. This road
isn't like flat like most roads on most parts of the planet. This road
is loaded with steep hills! What a great way to get back into biking
after not doing it for 8 years, right? Apparently since I last rode a
bicycle they added these things called gears and I guess you have to
change them as you're riding the bike. Basically what I learned is the
numbers mean nothing and you just have to press randomly on the switches
and hope your chain doesn't fall off (which happened twice). We finally
got to the referral's house and there was a guy named Philip there.
That was great because the referral's name was Philip. But I guess it
was a different Philip and the referral Philip was his son. He said we
could come back on Sunday. We did (we biked again 
) and no one was home. Thanks for the trials, HF!
We
got a new investigator this week though and it's an awesome story! We
went tracting in this trailer park that I hate because everyone there is
baptist and they are so mean. Not really mean but like why won't they
just get baptized in our church instead. So we go to this area again and
LITERALLY THE FIRST DOOR WE KNOCKED ON LET US IN. People don't usually
open their doors, but this guy let us in his actual house! His name is
John and we taught him the first lesson. His girlfriend and 3 kids came
home in the middle and we asked them to join us and they said no and it
was super awkward. We gave John a Book of Mormon and asked him to read
it and pray about it. He said he would so that was cool. It just goes to
show we get rewarded for doing things we should do but don't
necessarily like! We scheduled a return appointment for next Saturday!
We had dinner with the bishop's family on saturday
and I guess they were low on silverware so they asked us to save our
forks because we were having dessert. I laughed because I remembered
that story in the Ensign or something where the exact same thing
happened. But it was funny because it happened for real and it happened
to me so that was awesome.
I was going to send
pictures this week but I forgot my camera again but I think Elder
Robison will give me some pictures to send in next week's email so don't
worry also please tell me who to send this email to or forward it
because I'm pretty sure I know more than 15 people
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