This week was fun. We woke up on Tuesday, excited for
our flight to Praia...and then it got cancelled. Which meant that we had
plenty of time to eat a giant bowl of 'doce de papaia verde' at Ineida's
house. We both almost died. I can't even really explain to you what
it was. Basically just sugared, cooked,
green papaia that was warm and floating in its own juices.
Yum...not.
Anyway, so our flight got postponed until Wednesday, so we
filled our unplanned Tuesday with contacting and comforting Lu after her trip
to the dentist (I feel like it will be similar to how my trip to the dentist will
be--I'm so terrified). We're teaching Clecy's mom who's really
cool. She's had to work overtime because of the festas, but I think
she'll progress--she has some great examples.
Also, Elvis' little friend Jelson is super cute and
smart. He came to church all by himself (and looks like he'll be our last
baptism of the mission). Jelson's uncle is most likely the head
of the gang in this area. We taught him a couple months ago. He
says really good prayers, but he never came to church. And this week he's
been resting a bit because he got two knife wounds from the rival gang.
Oh, I love this country.
Yeah, so Wednesday we woke up, again excited for our flight
to Praia, waited at the airport for about two hours and then found out that it
wouldn't leave until much later and since we'd already missed most of the
conference, it was decided that it was better if we just stayed. So we
went out to eat as a zone and then back to work. We moped a bit about not
meeting the general authority, but the stake still got made, so that's what's
awesome.
Wednesday we took a lot of pictures with people (since we
were so nicely dressed for the conference) and we were able to find a couple
people (literally) to teach. The whole week was a pretty hard teaching
week. Everyone was getting ready for the festas, and they've also been
having their annual horseracing events. Which means the only people in
our area were...us. And the Elders. Which explains why Friday,
during one of the races, we spent some time playing with a man's baby
monkey. It's so cute. And it bit me...probably going to get some
sort of monkey disease, but it was just a little bite. :)
Oh, and guess what! Eliandro is finally
baptized!!! Hurrah. We were able to talk to his mom on Monday and she
signed the ficha. Yay. Then we started setting up an 'Eliandro
Watch', employing all the young men in the area to keep their eyes open for him
since he just sort of walks around all day, hanging out here and there and
whenever we need to find him, we never can. Also, he doesn't own a watch
or a phone, so it's impossible for him to be on time for anything. After
spending the whole week telling people to tie themselves to him so that he'd
get to his baptism on time, the young men decided they'd make us a little more
nervous. We discovered that all of them had decided to tell us that
Eliandro wasn't going to get baptized and that there was no way he was going to
make it to the church on Saturday. It got all the way down to little
Jelson--our 11-year-old investigator--but he's also the one who told us it was
a joke. They almost gave us a heart-attack. But he's baptized and
confirmed and awesome. A really good kid.
I sang a solo in Sacrament Meeting....won't go into
details. I feel like I was forced into it (by Sister Laimana), but it was
okay. Most people were still sleeping because of the festas...so there
weren't too many people there to hear me.
We had our last little kid activity. This time about
the Sabbath Day. We had them play a little relay game--categorizing the
things you can and can't do on Sunday. They were really cute and every
time a team won they'd just all start jumping up and down and yelling 'We won!'
(E nos ki ganha!) I love those kids. Also, we could fill three
bath tubs with the amount of popcorn we've served at these activities.
Sorry, I can't get pictures to work again...not like it
really matters. I love you all! Sending this before the light goes
out.
GERONIMO!
-Sister (Emma) Brooks
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