Life in My New SectorWritten by admin on June 8th, 2010
Oh man you guys are trunky. I think a common theme from everyone’s letters this week would be, “I hope this doesn’t sound too trunky but…(Insert post-mission plans here)”. If I WAS trunky, this week’s letters would have been a killer let me tell you. I did enjoy Kayla’s grad pics. I can’t believe she is out of high school. That’s too weird–and not only that–she turns 18 next week. I don’t think I can take that.
That reminds me–in our after district leadership meeting this week we were planning stuff for the change and someone maked a comment about having a baptism in July and I said, “Isn’t it a little early to worry about next changes baptisms?” And he told me that July was, in fact, this change. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks: I’m turning 21 in less than a month. I’m old. I had completely forgotten about my birthday. I didn’t realize that I was so close to turning 21.
Hey guess what? I have money to buy luxury items now! Yep, I don’t have to spend as much on travel here so now I can buy fancy rich person things like milk and fruit! Hurrah! The famine has ended! Being in Guayaquil, we also have access to American food that I can’t buy normally, like peanut butter and pancake mix and all sorts of other stuff that I don’t exactly need but are fun to eat anyway. I also live in a house with more people than just me and my companion now! It was a house of four missionaries but a couple of days ago two elders in the zone got kicked out of their house because President Gamboa decided that he wanted to put sister missionaries in there. So now we have six missionaries in the house. It’s pretty funny because the house was not built for 6 people, so we have all the beds down in the living room and we use the remaining rooms as study rooms. It’s only temporary until the two elders that got the boot can find a new house so its not a big deal. I’m just enjoying the fact that I’m finally in a house where I have people to talk to, because I have been stuck in a small apartment with just me and my companion most of my mission. A couple of the missionaries are gringos; they both have 7 months or something like that–I can’t remember–I just remember that they are young. It’s funny because they talk like white people and they keep reminding me of stuff that I hadn’t thought about in almost 2 years. An affect of my having lived with Latins my entire mission, except for that two-change stint when I trained Elder Muhlestein.
I am enjoying my new sector. It’s a little hard because it’s sort of a rich area. There are parts that make me feel like I’ve gone back to the states. Several of the neighborhoods are gated and have armed guards that we have to convince to let us get by any time we want to visit someone. So no bamboo houses here. It’s kind of sad because I have spent my entire mission working in the poorer parts of Ecuador and that’s where I would prefer to be–even if the food isn’t as good. The annoying part about these richer sectors is that it’s always harder to find people to teach in places where the people have money; but this is where I was sent and I’m sure there is a reason for it so I’m not complaining. Plus, if I ever miss the bamboo houses to much I can just do an interchange with elders that work in the poorer parts of the zone. On the other hand we did find two new people this week who accepted a baptismal date in the first visit and a couple more who have not agreed to get baptized yet, but seem pretty solid. I’m not exactly sure how things are going to go this change but we are going to work hard and see what happens.
Oh yeah, we had the zone leader consejo this week. It wasn’t as cool as normal because they invited the district leaders to come too and they divided it into 3 consejos so that I didn’t get to see all of my friends who are zone leaders in other zones. They also didn’t buy us a big lunch like they normally do–that was the saddest part–but it was good anyway. Plus, I saw Elder Elwood! I thought he was dead! But apparently he extended his mission 10 days and leaves this Thursday or something. It was funny because he got dengue and was just recovering when I saw him in consejo. He was still pretty pale looking when I saw him. That was for sure the last time I will see him “on this side of the veil.” The next time will be after I get back, I’m sure. I also saw Elder Frye. He told me a ton of funny stories about his companion, and he is training an elder right now who doesn’t speak English or Spanish–just some crazy Indian language that only 500 people in the world know. It seems to me that those folks should teach their kids a second language so that these issues don’t come up, but hey, it makes for a good story right? I think it’s funny that I saw Elder Frye and Elder Elwood. I have seen them almost constantly my entire mission but there are other elders from my group that I hardly even know.
Before I go, I just want to say that World Cup starts soon and I’m ticked because it means the whole world here will be more worried about soccer than talking to us, and it will make our work that much harder, and it doesn’t finish until about the time I go home–so that’s annoying. I think we just need to go and flip the breakers on peoples houses and then knock on their doors and say, “Since you just happen to not have power right now, would it be alright if we share a short message with you that could change your life?” Yep, that seems like a good idea to me.