Thursday, October 7, 2010

One week... woohoo! (Sorry for the unoriginal title)

Hola!!!

Well, This is pretty intense, becuase of the awesome timer in the corner counting down my 30 minutes on this computer. Sorry if you cannot understand what I am trying to say, if there are a lot of spelling, and grammatical errors ;)

I'll anser all of the questions first:
My teachers are amazing. Hermanos Frandsen and Young. They are amazing. One served in Mexico and one in Chile. They both have amazing advice to give and are so uplifting and brilliant! Great, great teachers. Spanish is tough. I am a little farther behind than the rest of my classmates, most of them had at least one year of Spanish in HS, but it isn't terrible. I am trying really hard. We have something called SYL (speak your language), so we are constantly speaking Spanglish. If you know a word in Spanish, you are never to use the English word ever! It's pretty awesome. At times, I can get a little stressed, but my companion is amazing and patient. She is probably one of the most advanced in the class when it comes to Spanish, but she is so gracious and helpful to me. I love it though, it is so fun to learn Spanish. We have been promised that we will be fluent in the language in 5 months. At times, 5 months seems not far off, but at others it seems centuries away! There is much hard work ahead! Sometimes, I wish I were speaking English, just so I could just go out and help people already.

Only 12 more days in the Provo MTC, then off to the Guatemala CCM! Crazyyyyyy!!! Holy cow.

I cried for the first time on Monday (I thought I did pretty well), I was a little disappointed that I cried at all! I just started thinking too much about how I wish I could talk to people, especially mi madre. But really... I am doing sooooooooooooo well. I love everything here. I love the missionaries. I love the leaders. I love the teachers. I love what I am learning about Spanish. I love how much I am learning about the Gospel. I love how everyone's testimony is strengthened so much each and every day. I love how energetic and excited everyone is. The atmosphere is amazing. Busy, fast, crazy, but amazing.

It is truly like trying to drink from a fire hydrant, like everyone says. I wish I could write so much about my experiences, but really... by the end of the day everything just mushes together. Thank goodness for notes, otherwise I don't think I could remember a tenth of the things I learn each day, but I know that in the time of need, those things will be brought to my mind.

My district is awesome. 6 elders and two other hermanas. The elders are sooooo mature for their age (don't get me wrong, they still have their moments) and are completely here for the right reasons. They work so hard and want so badly to do well and help people. My companion's name is Hermana Searle (Jamie). She is wonderful. She graduated from BYUI in nursing. She is actually going to be the mission nurse in Guat C.Central. Her and I, along with the other two AWESOME Hermanas in our district are going to the Guat CCM in two weeks. It will be so nice to have our little support group. No one has really told us what it is going to be like, but we have high hopes and know how fortunate we are to be able to get immersed so soon and quickly.

The food is not bad at all. I don't know what people complain about. I'm sure it has changed a bit since you have been here, Toph. They have wraps and salads usually at every meal. Of course, most of the food is cafeteria food, but it isn't that bad. Mom, no pies, but we get ice cream on Wednesdays and Sundays. They usually have some pretty decent desserts all the time, too. My fave part is probably the limitless amount of fresh fruit! It's awesome.

Thank you so much to all of you who have written me! You have no idea how wonderful it is to hear from each and everyone of you! Thank you so much for your encouraging words, advice, and for telling me what is going on with YOU. I love it. Dearelder is DEFINITELY the best way to communicate. No joke. We get them all throughout the day. Email is probably no good, bc of the limited amount of time on the computer and I can only check it once a week. Letters in the mail are awesome, too.

General Conf. was amazing. It was a nice little phasing time, bc we didn't have a crazy weekend - no teachers. We usually have teachers on Saturdays, and Sundays definitely don't feel like Sundays, bc you work just as hard as all the other days (except for pday).

It takes a little longer for me to fall asleep, I really don't know why. I still fall asleep pretty quickly, but not compared to my usual hit the pillow and out in 1 minute routine. Which is funny, bc I have been working so much harder here and have had such longer days. The days go by SO slow. By night time, the day felt like a week, but by the end of the week, you just think "holy cow!! A whole week just went by!" It's crazy and unbelievable. I'm going to the temple later today. Right now is laundry (we're actually late in picking it up). Sorry, Mom, I won't be able to see Cathie on the tenth. I only have one more day of the temple here and that will be next Thursday - only on pdays.

Dad, I got the pedigree chart, thank you. We haven't used it yet so we are good. The verse I would like would probably have to be Isaiah 58 ?? Ahh... the one where it says... "and with his stripes were are healed." I think the verses are 2-5. Sorry, sorry, sorry. THanks for taking care of that. Could you also do it for singles ward please?!? Thank you thank you. Ahh... 3:10 minutes left...

I love you all so much and think about you a lot, but not enough to keep me distracted... don't worry ;)

Mom, a care package would be awesome ;)

Everyone, check out 6billionothers.org. we have used it to figure out how the Gospel applies to everyone.

I love this work. I love that I will be helping people, if they allow us. Even my personal study is for the future people I will try to help. Did you like the Mtc choir at p-hood session? We got to hear two fo the hymns. Incredible. Powerful. Amazing

My shoes already stink.

Con amor,
Hermana Marin

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