This has been a pretty good week. We were tracting, and this man asked us if we wanted to go see his calves. They are everywhere here. I knew you would like to see them.
We went to Big J's finally this week. It's the place that
they got the tots from in Napoleon Dynamite...not that great it turns
out..haha.
I will give you more info about Elder Ireland. He and I get
along really well. We talk too much about worldly things like movies he saw
before he left or music that we liked before the mission... so we set goals to
get more focused. He is pretty different from me, but we still really like each
other. He really likes Elder Senn, too. His Spanish has already improved in a
week. He had a pretty heavy guerro accent when he got out, and it
only a week it has improved. (…a guerro is a white boy. I sound like a Mexican now,
which makes me happy. People occasionally comment on how they like my accent. I
still have tons of room to grow, but I am getting good at sounding Mexican-ish.)
I spend a lot of language study now just teaching him grammar which kind of
makes me review and understand it better, so that is good.
Elder Ireland was a wrestler and musical guy during high
school. He likes boy bands and his favorite movie is high school musical. We are debating this week if listening to Christmas
music is appropriate for missionaries...meaning the Michael Buble Christmas album
of which he is a huge fan. His girlfriend introduced him to the church, and
that’s how he was baptized.
He is a greeny, so obviously he has this natural desire to
go tracting, so we have done some of that this week. It usually isn't done here
in the normal way by us because of how unproductive it is in town. There are
really no Hispanics in town at all; they are all out on the farms which means
to tract would be driving from house to house, but we have already covered all
the ones close by. So we tracted in town a little bit to get him better at
contacting people and just talking to everyone. Not too much practice with Spanish
there, so that’s too bad. We tracted our one trailer park (10 trailers) in Franklin,
but we have already done that twice. They still aren't interested, but he got
to practice a little bit more. It's a different type of work here, lots of
driving and seeing members to figure out where Hispanic people live. Some tracting stories” "I HATE Mormons!”
- door slammed… "This is a Jehovah’s Witness house.” …*ten minutes
later* “yes you can send the (English) missionaries by-Success! …lady on the phone
while answering the door "Oh no, it’s the elders"...(they say
something to her) "oh, don't worry I will"...some lady yelled at her
when she was 16 and it’s the church's fault"...no other really interesting
ones beyond that..tracting here consists of talking to lots and lots of
members.
We had Thanksgiving at the Hatch's house, and it was
awesome! We had a competition between them and all their family to see who
could gain the most weight, and I got second with like 4.7 pounds (I think?). It
was great. There is a police officer in town that asked me to slow down when I
first got into this area. I got out of the car one day, and he pulled up next
to me and said, “Slow down in
residential areas.” I guess it was a school zone, and I didn’t know it and was
going like 30. Anyways, it turns out he is one of the Hatch kids…ha-ha. They
started late and then planned on dessert later on…so we didn't get any dessert
on Thanksgiving, because I wasn't going to stay for several hours on a
proselyting day. I ate plenty though, so I didn't need it, and Jen and Sherm
sent me pecan pie, so I had that. It was good to be in their home. Elder Senn
and Ireland aren't as social as me, so they just talked to each other, but I
talked to lots of people there when they weren't talking to the rest of the
family.