Hey everyone!
How's all y'all doing?
Yes I'm still working on the southern accent.
Well this week has been full of biking. Like yesterday on our way home
we where racing, and when we got there, Elder Chandler got there first,
but he had to cut across the grass to do it, so otherwise I would have
gotten there first. Then our neighbor (this nice older lady) told us
that she was going to give us a ticket for racing. Ha ha. But seriously
we've been doing A LOT of biking and teaching. Also, there are these
kids in the neighborhood that like to talk with us, and two of them are
determined to ride my bike. My bike is bigger and heaver than both of
them combined, and they are barely taller than it (I still need to
figured out what I'm going to call my bike) so there is no way they
will be riding it, but they keep trying anyway.
Last
Monday we went by a war memorial and got some pictures with a tank (I'll
be sending pictures) and it's cool how I'm glowing in it!
On Tuesday, we taught the deaf lady again, it's very interesting and I
need to work on my ASL, I hope everything works out, She has a
baptismal date and seems to be understanding everything.
Then on Wednesday, me and Elder Chandler went from one corner of our
area to another corner to help these people move a cabinet from up
stairs to the main floor, and it was one of those things that you wander
how they got it up there in the first place. Then we biked four or
five blocks down to meet up with the zone leaders for a meeting with the
ward mission leader, and we did all of this in the space of 30-40
minutes. Was I tired afterwords!
On Thursday night, we
had gone to a members house and we shared a message and then they took
us to another members home where the people were having a get together
with friends in the ward. You know the worst part about it? There were
all these little kids and I couldn't play with them, IT WAS AWFUL! but
the food was really good. It was funny, we got talking with one of the
Moms on what happened when we would fight or not behave during church
when we where little and I shared with her Dad's favorite scripture in
Mosiah and how you would make us memories it then resite it back to him,
she said she loved it and would try it out. Ha ha.
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