Dearest Panimalay kag mga
Abyan,
Hello from the Hot Philippines
(I swear EVERYONE hates it. I LOVE IT.) I used to wear socks at night to keep
the mosquitoes (or: Lamok) from eating my feet (it's too hot for that thin
bedsheet I brought with me) but it's too hot at night now. So now I just turn
the fan on full blast and pray my feet won't get too many bites. Sister
Marticio (my housemate) has started sleeping on the tile floor every once in a
while. haha, she's Pinay and thinks it's too hot.
So you know family, Sister
Taufanga was able to get a hold of her family! We spent the rest of the P-day
trying to get the phone call to connect (turns out Philippines to Tonga or
Tonga to Philippines is just really difficult and expensive on both ends) and
EVENTUALLY, her mother was able to get through, and they got about half an hour
to talk. She was super down all day because the phones weren't connecting, but
after that she was so happy, and SO focused on the work. I was so proud of her.
It was a TRACTING week! (for
the second time in a row) Lovin' getting some new investigators, because our
large teaching pool has slowly dwindled into a very small teaching pool of
people who like to punt us. TIME FOR CHANGE. We've tracted near the university.
Teaching students can be an adventure. They never reply (actually, no one here
replies to texts. very rarely do they reply. .) Always go home for the weekend,
have homework and exams. . . and the university in our area is NICE, So there
are people from all over, and well, I don't speak Karay-a. (or Aklanon. Or
Tagalog. *sigh*)
We actually had a day where we
had NO lessons. Let me tell you, that does not happen. Every one of our
appointments fell through, and then we went tracting (that's always the next
step. It's like the missionary motto or something. "None of your
investigators want to listen? Go get some new ones!") and still no one let
us in! Oh well, at least I'm going to come home, and never want to drive
anywhere. It's better to WALK. :D (I'm glad I like walking, or would not like
missionary work very much)
One of my favorite things that happened this week was that
we went to go teach a second lesson to a new investigator (actually, a FAMILY.
We never teach families. rarely is more than one person interested) and the
Less Active member just down the street was over at their house! She was
playing cards, which isn't the best past time. . .But she stayed for the
lesson! And as we walked her home (because we were going to go teach her
granddaughter. haha) she said that if we had appointments with her neighbors,
she'd come work with us! YAY!
Alex has come to church 3 times
in a row, and we STILL haven't taught him! haha, it's really hard to keep an
appointment with a deaf person when they don't have a cell phone for
communication, and his housemates aren't willing to wake him up from his nap.
(everyone just naps here in the afternoon. Why? because it's HOT.) He's
actually our ONLY progressing investigator.
Reynier would be progressing,
but we saw him smoking, and we taught him the WoW weeks ago, and he said he hasn't
smoked in years. Now we get to teach WoW again, and teach him that it's not
very nice to lie to the missionaries.
I don't think I tried any
strange foods this week. I might take some pictures of food (what is this,
instagram?) to show you what it looks like. (haha, mostly it's rice, and
something on top. But the Sud-an (or "Rice Topping') is always different
and interesting)
Palangga Ta Kamo!
-Sister Smith
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| CSP! Gotta love cleaning! (haha, in a white shirt. not one of my brightest ideas) |
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| I think this is hilarious. It reminds me of a pair of shoes I used to wear when I was four or so. |
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