week quatro

Four weeks down, 2 to go! But not even a full 2 week. I have the rest of this week, next week, then two more days. I leave the MTC on Sept. 23rd. So crazy. Two more days marks a full month. Time flies. 

How y'all doing? Everyone back in school now? Except for the BYU-I kids? 

This week has been.... interesting. Last Thursday we were supposed to go contacting but didn't get to because there was a strike or protest going on at the University. Something about the government wanting to exploit land and the people wanted to preserve it. I guess the protests here can get pretty rowdy. The teachers said that it doesn't take long for the police to show up and drop tear-gas on the crowd. Pretty sad. Anyways, we didn't get to go. So they rescheduled it for yesterday but I wasn't able to go unfortunately. I caught a pretty bad bug that's been going around. The MTC's wife caught it first and was out for the week, then the President got it but not as bad. Next thing I know, I have a sore throat. I've been so worried about getting stomach problems with the whole adaptation thing that I didn't think about catching a cold. But if anyone knows me, they know how susceptible I am to colds. A different Elder got strep and I was so worried I was going to get that. But thankfully it's just a cold, even though it knocked me out for three days. But no worries, I am feeling a lot better now. I was permitted to sleep during the day so that helped a lot. I am trying to rest as much as I can because tomorrow we get to go on splits with the missionaries in the capitol! I am so excited and don't want to pass up this opportunity. Tomorrow is going to be crazy but I know that through faith and trust, I can do it.. even if I can't breathe that well ;) The teachers are funny here. They act like no one ever gets colds. They ask me what's wrong and I tell them I'm sick and I have a cold. But cold in Spanish doesn't translate to sickness but to the temperature. So they tell me I have the flu, which we all know is very different in English. So I just tell them "Estoy moriendo" or "I'm dying". It's so funny. I love the teachers here. They're great.

Everyone has been asking how my Spanish is coming. Well... it's coming :) I'm getting better at talking and formulating sentences on my own. With a few mistakes of course, but it's coming. I guess tomorrow will be the real test. My learning was stunted a bit this week because of my cold but I hope to be back and focused tomorrow. Otherwise, life is good. Still learning lots. The "Older" missionary group left last week. That was really bittersweet because we all got so close. Another group arrived yesterday. We got quite a few of Latinos and Americans from the South and Utah (of course). It's weird to think that we're the "older" missionaries now. But we won't have as nearly as much time with them as we did with the other group. 

Oh, fun side note. My comp and I were called as the Music Assistants. We're in charge of picking hymns and arranging all the music for the meetings. Pretty fun :) P.s. with all the singing we do here (we sing a opening hymn and a closing hymn for every class and meeting), I should really be a fantastic singer by time I come home. that is the hope, my friends ;)

Welp, that's really all I got. Next week, I'll tell you all about my proselyting experience and much more since it'll be my last P-day before I go out into the field! Wahoo!

Love you all!

Little mini thought, Open up to Alma 32 and read about faith. Notice that faith is not being compared to a seed. Rather, the seed is being compared to the word. 

 Adios for now!

con amor,

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