Dear All,
To give a brief account of my first week, I have managed well enough. As anticipated, I have spent these past days in a state of moderate confusion, a state that was not helped by the fact that I managed to get a stomach flu on Thursday and Friday. I received a pair of fantastic anti-nausea pills which helped immensely, and am now quite recovered.
The food here is richer than I am used to, and does odd things to my digestion. I’m sure you’ll be thrilled to hear that I am eating breakfast every morning, and that , aside from some awkwardness my first two days, I am sleeping quite well.
Mi Compañera, Hma. Perez, is a self-motivated and rather serious person, making her my perfect foil. We get along well, and she takes very good care of me. (For Myr: she is almost Kyouya to my Tamaki.)
This Saturday I must be prepared to give 5-minute lessons… en español. I am barely getting my verbs memorized. I hope I’ll be ready.
I’m struggling with everything right now but I have faith that if I persevere, I’ll either succeed or be respectfully dismissed. Whatever is best.
(Bad spellers, UNTIE!)
Tell Myr that there is a cream-soda tree here; they have had to rope it off because too many nuevos have been sniffing it. Elder Nielson, who is in my district, is particularly enamored of the tree and has a stick in pocket as we speak.
I did my first Referral Center shift yesterday. You take calls, make follow-up calls, and do online chats (via Mormon.org). I received no chats, but made several follow-up calls. I also took one call. The lady had called the Spanish line, but spoke English. The difference between what I as saying and hearing and what the script showed was dizzying. But I managed.
As I may have mentioned before, I’m struggling, specifically with prayer en español. Not that the rest of it is easy. I’m coping by trying not to look to far forward or back, but doing as much as I can to learn right now. I have faith that as long as I work hard, all will be well.
Yo testifico que el Evangelio is verdadero, y que Jesuchristo es nuestro Salvador, y que El vive. Yo se que Dios es nuestro Padre Celestial, y que El tiene muchas amor por nosotros, su discendientes. Digo estes cosas en el nombre de Jesucristo, Amen
P.S. You may want to investigate a service called: Dearelder.com by which you can send me mail for free every day I’m at the MTC. So can anyone else, for that matter.
PSS I almost forgot! Please, Please, PLEASE check my immunization record. There is some confusion about my MMR. Send me all MMR dates & the dates for Hep A & B (Twinrix) Love you all: Maren
Please send my smallest, emptiest Aquabee drawing notebook.
OK, so things in the MTC get written in stages.
We have an awkward situation in our zone:
We have 1 sister who is staying for a few weeks to resolve health issues
We have 1 sister who will show up late
We have 1 sister who never showed.
Until the new sister comes we’re tangled in a series of awkward splits. It should be worked out as soon as we get 1 more sister, tho.
I have a health interview with the health clinic to check on my insomnia on Thursday. I should have no issues.
I’m in the MTC choir, and it’s a great experience. The directors are such great teachers, and singing helps me de-stress. Hobbies are not nearly as suppressed here as you would think. Musical talents are encouraged, and there are drawing supplies in the bookstore.
