Week 2
I
feel like it hasn´t been that long since I´ve written home! 4 days is a
SO much shorter than 10. I have a running list to remind myself what to
write home about. Last week´s was a page and a half long, today it is
literally 5 things. Again, I am very grateful to everyone who has
e-mailed me! It really makes me happy.
The
Bogota temple was closed for cleaning when we first got here, but we
have been able to go twice since it re-opened. It is sooo beautiful. And
HUGE! Especially compared to the poor little Columbus Temple. We got a
tour today of all the sealing rooms. It is seriously so beautiful. I had
the option to listen to a translation the first time, but for some
reason I thought I needed to listen in Spanish. I knew what was going
on, only because I had been before. Not because I understood a single
word.
All
of the North Americans think I am the funniest person alive. Seriously.
Like, they laugh at everything I say. Even when I´m not trying to be
funny... And I am really good at making things really awkard. Like, we
teach "investigators" which is usually just a teacher role playing
someone they taught on their mission. But yesterday Elder G. was
playing our investigator Cody. We were opening with a prayer, and he
motioned for us to hold hands, because that´s how Cody is used to
praying. I wanted him to feel comfortable, so I just started reaching
for his hand. Except we have this really cool rule in the CCM that
Elders and Hermanas have to stay an arm´s length away from each other...
So we just kind of sat in awkward silence for a little bit, trying to
pretend that I didn´t just kind of put the moves on him!
Three
of the missionaries from my district are getting Latin companions
tomorrow, so they won't be in our district anymore, which is a bummer.
Hermana E.and Elder G. are some of my favorite people here, and I am
really going to miss being with them all the time. And in two weeks I
will get a Latin companion!
There
was a missionary serving in Bogota North, I think, that came to talk to and encourage us. He said when he left the CCM his Spanish was
terrible, and not he is completely fluent. He´s been out for almost a
year, and when he was talking to us he had trouble remembering how to
say things in English. That´s the dream.
So,
I am a terrible singer. Always have been. I sing really flat. BUT, so
do ALL of the Latin Americans. These are my people. They´ll probably ask
me to sing at stake conference and stuff.
OH! On Friday we
actually went outside and talked to people. I was SO NERVOUS! I really
thought I was going to have a panic attack, and my companion was trying
to calm me down. But once we got out there, I basically talked to
everyone, and SHE got nervous. It was really cool though. Out on the
town in Bogota! This guy gave me flowers! There is a stack of books in
our class because I am trying to press them.
I
am having a good time here! But it can be really hard. And I know it
will be harder when I´m actually in the field. But it will be SO worth
it. And I know the Lord will bless me and my family for my efforts.
I love and miss everyone at home!
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