This is my last week at the MTC! Finally. I've only been here two weeks and I love it, but I'm read to go preach His gospel!
So there are lots of missionaries here that are speaking
Chinese and going to Taiwan. It's kind of funny because they're all at
the same level as me about except they know more church words and I know
more day to day words. So when they're talking to each other in
Chinese thinking they're cool, I like to eavesdrop. One time at lunch, I
heard an Elder saying, "how do you say orange?" and I was thinking to
myself, "cheng se." There's another girl in my district, Sister
Galgiani, who's been to China and so knows a bit of Chinese. She, like
me, thought she'd go Chinese speaking to Taiwan but instead she's going
to Temple Square English speaking. We like to talk in Chinese to each
other sometimes. It's so fun, I love Chinese.
The food here is making me sick. One night I just ate ice
cream because everything else was gross. One day they had fish and
chips for dinner. The English and Australian sisters in our district
were pretty upset because the fish and chips looked like overcooked
chicken nuggets and apparently didn't taste that good. Sister Orndal
said to me, "how would you like it if we took American food like a
hamburger and messed it up?" It was so funny. Poor sisters.
The Elders in my zone left on Monday which was sad. I got a
little attached to them, imagine that! This is a like a longer, more
hardcore EFY without all the flirting and hugging and smell and it's sad
because when we leave we can't just go home and facebook each other and
cry in bed all day. So sad. But we have work to do!
They talked to us a lot about modesty. Maxi skirts are not
allowed for anyone who's wondering. I know it's been a rumor but they
told us here. Except apparently in my mission we're allowed to wear
them. Yay!! Apparently some sisters here get mad when the ladies try
to tell them they're not dressing appropriately and argue or complain.
Like seriously? We're asking people to change their lives but we can't
change our wardrobe for 18 months? Ridiculous.
Tuesday night I had the scariest moment yet at the MTC. My
heart was pounding and I thought I was going to die. We had a
devotional by someone from the seventy. He said he was going to try
something different that night. So, he walked off of the stage with two
microphones and went around to random missionaries in the crowd, asking
them questions on the spot in front of thousands on missionaries and
while on camera. Me, Sister Wog, and my new companion Sister Hansen
were sitting in the front of the bleachers where he would have very easy
access to us. He started to walk around, asking questions, and we got
nervous. At one point while he was talking, he stopped right in front
of the three of us while talking. All of us sat there frozen and tried
not to make eye contact while everyone else looked at us with sympathy.
However, God answered our prayers and he moved on after 30 seconds
without asking us a question. And then we burst out laughing. Quietly
and reverently of course.
I'm having a bit of a hard time getting up in the mornings.
I'm always the last one up. Imagine that. Sister Galgiani acts as our
mom every morning and is the one that turns on the lights at 6:30 and
says "good morning sister! It's time to get up!" while the rest of us
roll over and ignore her. Sister Wog gets up before me so while I'm
struggling to wake up she hands me my shirt and socks and shoes for gym
since I'm on the top bunk and can't even think of climbing down for at
least two minutes. She's so sweet. Some days I'm more tired than
others. One day during personal study time, I was forcing myself to
stay awake. However, one minute I was reading my scriptures and then 5
minutes later I woke up super confused and to see three sisters sitting
on the floor studying instead of their seats. Usually if I accidentally
fall asleep I wake up within 5 seconds. I think my body was so tired
that it forced myself to shut down because it literally felt like I
passed out because I had no recollection of going to sleep and I was out
cold. That was fun.
Sister Wog and I have another companion this week. Her name
is Sister Hansen. She's from Denmark, Spanish speaking, and is going to
my mission. She's been at MTC west for 6 weeks so she came over here
to join us for a week for visitors' center training. She's super nice
and cute. The first thing I noticed about her is that she was wearing
old converse with her skirt and that she does every day. I don't know
if it's against the rules but I think it's funny and cute and
different. Maybe I should get some converse (kidding).
Visitors' center training has been going great. Wednesday
morning we all went to Temple Square to have a quick tour and overview.
There are 24 of us. Most are going to Temple Square. Sister Hansen
and I are going to DC, two are going to SLC East so they'll have the
Park City visitors' center part time, and three are going to the Mormon
Battalion place in California (San Diego? I can't google anything!).
These sisters are from all over the world. Two are from Taiwan, two
from the Philippines, one from Mongolia, one from Brazil, Peru, England,
Australia, Mexico, Sweden, and Norway. It's so cool, they're all so
cute. I love how we all come from different places but we have the same
purpose. It's great.
We've started doing online proselyting which is my FAVORITE
thing so far. Sister Wog and I each get on the website and list each
other as companions and then wait for people from mormon.org
to chat with us. I know Mom told me not to chat with strangers online
but the Prophet says it's ok... so sorry. The first person we talked to
was really pleasant. He went on and on about how we're the devils'
deceivers and leading people down to hell and how Joseph Smith is a
false prophet and that one day we'll be judged by God because of what
we're doing. We just encouraged him to read the Book of Mormon and told
him that if the book isn't true, then Joseph Smith is a false prophet
and he needs to find out for himself. The next guy was the same, except
a little more polite. He said "no offense but.." which means it was
totally fine. He told us how Joseph Smith was a mason and the masons
worship the devil so we're devil worshippers and whatnot. I told him
that Joseph Smith was a mason at one point and so were many of the
founding fathers but back then it was more of a brotherhood and no our
church isn't affiliated with them and never has been. I encouraged him
to read the Book of Mormon as well. Honestly we weren't even mad or
offended or anything. We just thought it was so much fun. Also, a
creepy feature is that we can see what they're typing before they send
it. So we'd see that they're typing "your church is..." and we'd try to
guess what they're going to say. We'd be like, "oooh, a cult? a
devil's church? crazy?" It was kind of funny. Another lady just
needed help knowing how to find and contact the bishop of a man who
attacked her daughter. She said she didn't know who to turn to so we
helped her because "ask the missionaries, they can help!" Yesterday was
a bit better. We had a discussion with a girl from England. She had
questions about the translation of the Book of Mormon, why "Mormons
think Jesus was American," polygamy and that she didn't think "people
should be Mormons as an excuse to practice polygamy," and why we don't
drink tea. It was mainly misinformation except for the tea. By the end
she told us she understood and thanked us. She then said she wanted to
join our church but she's lesbian. We said that's alright and we'd
love to have her and directed her to mormonsandgays.org.
She logged off before we could get her email. But that was nice I feel
like we helped her. Every time she said "ooh I understand now" Sister
Wog and I high-fived each other. I could seriously do online
proselyting all day. It's so much fun. I love sharing the gospel with
people from around the world rather than pretending to in class.
Last night, we had TRC where people came in and pretended they
were at a visitors' center and we had to go up to them and talk to them
and teach them for 15 minutes. The first couple was hard because
apparently Sister Wog and Sister Hansen couldn't hear what they were
saying. I was wondering why they weren't helping me or backing me up.
Oh well. The second group was a guy and girl who were members and
apparently the guy just barely returned home from his mission to
Argentina. We're taught that at the visitors' center, we're not just
there to help out nonmembers. We're there to bring everyone closer to
Christ regardless of who they are. So basically we're not supposed to
blow off members which is nice. Anyway, we got talking and I had prayed
to know what to say and so I started testifying about revelation and
how God is very involved in our lives and that if they keep a journal
where they record where they've seen the hand of the Lord in their life
then they will look back and realize that He was always there even if it
didn't seem like it at the time. I guess I did a good job because the
woman starting crying. Score. I love helping people! Then we talked
to two girls who looked 15 but were apparently 18 and 20. Weird. We
talked about the light of Christ. Honestly, I didn't even want to do
TRC but I loved it because I enjoy helping people out. This is what
it's all about!
Tell everyone who asks that I
love being a missionary and everyone should do it!
I leave this Tuesday for DC. I have to leave the MTC by
4:30AM and then my flight is at 9:45. Also, I don't
know when my next P day is. So sorry about that.. haha. My next email
will be from DC!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Being a missionary is the coolest. Go out and be a missionary today, it's fun! Joshua 1:9
Love you all!!!!!!!
The extra one in the picture with me and Sister Wog is Sister Hansen.
Also, the picture with all of us in front of the map has the sisters in
my district and the elders in my zone that left on Monday to North
Carolina. I miss them :( K love you talk to you later.