So Sunday I gave a talk. I´m pretty sure I
already have told you this, but President Dyer just randomly picks kids from
the pulpit to give talks. I was picked last. I was assigned "Agency and
Adam/Eve." The talk went fine. I had to read most of it out of my notebook,
but I tried to make it as spiritual and heartfelt as possible. It is hard to
get your personality across to the audience when you can barely speak their
language. At least now I won´t have to worry about giving another talk though.
This is my last week
in the CCM. I leave on the 12th, Tuesday. It is only a 25ish minute drive
to the mission home from the CCM. I am very excited to leave the CCM. Do not
get me wrong, I have loved the experience here, but it is just time to move on
and do the real work. We are all ready to bounce and have been for a long time. Tuesday will be extremely exciting,
nerve-racking, and intense. I cannot wait.
In regards to
Spanish, I am greatly improving. I can talk about gospel topics with relative
ease and get my point across. However, understanding other people is my biggest
weakness. I have a very difficult time understanding what people are saying. It
is extremely aggravating. Overall though I am 100x better than what I was day
1. It gets easier and easier every day. I have heard that on average it takes 4
to 6 months to become "missionary fluent." I am looking forward to
that day. Plus, I realize how little I know of "real life" Spanish.
We had a class about health and safety and I understood probably 10% of what
they were talking about. Church Spanish is decent; real Spanish is really hard.
I have also realized that right now in my Spanish "career" that I
have to take what I want to say in English and modify it into what I can realistically
say in Spanish. A lot of the feeling and emotion gets taken out of what I am trying
to say, but there is nothing I can do about that now. I just have to get better
and better every day.
So going into week 5
I received my second companion, Élder Santacruz. He is a relatively big guy
from Paraguay. He speaks zero English and slurs all of his words. He and I get
along well. We teach soundly together, never argue, and are just good together.
He likes me, and I like him. By the way, Elder Santacruz is 21. Most of the
Latino´s are older. Elder Santacruz is having a hard time adjusting to
the altitude here. He is a really good companion. Likes to
follow the rules and be a good missionary. He is not perfect, but who is?
Elder Wooden and I
are in district Aaron with our Latino companions. There is a trio of Latino
girls and two sets of Latino Elders. Good district with good teachers. For some
reason unknown to me, my district loves me. They find everything that say to be
the funniest thing in the world. I have just come to the conclusion that they
just laugh because I am a "dumb American from Gringolandia. Whatever. They
all love me and are always talking to me. I will be a Latino myself before I
even know it.
Quick note about Latino
culture. Speed and noses. Everything is super, super, super slow. They all get
ready slow, eat slow, and walk slow. It is really frustrating to get
reprimanded for being late for class when you were ready 15 minutes in advance
and you comp made you late. Also, Latino´s pick their noses without any second
thoughts. Middle of class, while eating, while teaching. It is no big deal to
them. It is interesting and let´s just say I wash my hands and use hand
sanitizer much more often than during the first 2 weeks.
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