I had a really good week. There were
definitely moments that weren’t, but as a whole it was a good week.
It started on Monday when I was
finally able to get my haircut. I’d wanted it cut for awhile, but due to some
circumstances (zone meeting) I couldn’t get it cut until last Monday. We went to this guy in a warehouse which isn’t
as sketchy as it sounds, ha ha. He does
a good job. Well, while we waited, I
looked at all the signs on his shop. A big
thing at haircut places in Paraguay is to plaster famous people’s faces all
over it. Well, he had one of Beckham and
you all know I’m a big fan of Becks, so naturally I choose that one. Ha ha. He cut it well and it looked good, but it was
just missing some of that Latin American flash.
So I got steps, Ha ha. Now before
anybody freaks out, technically it is not against the rules. It doesn’t touch
my forehead, ears or collar, and it’s not shaved or spiked. :) Plus, I look dang good with it. The compliments came raining in during the
week.
After that we went out to Aregua to
play soccer out there on the sand. Well,
that was the plan. We ended up getting
on the wrong bus that dropped us off in the middle of nowhere, so we had to
wait for another bus. We ended up being
2 hours late, but we played for a bit. I
love sand soccer.
Then Aregua is famous for its clay
stuff, and they were having a nativity sale so I wanted to look and shop. So we did that. While I didn’t buy a nativity, I did buy a
painted shingle and a scene of the last supper.
Both look pretty legit. I’ve been
trying to take my dad’s advice and buy things that I’ll actually be able to put
up in my house in the future instead of having to hide my treasures in a box.
(Note: Some of Anthony’s dad’s souvenirs are in a box – they are too funky to
display.)
At night we had an FHE with the Fernandez
family where we taught lesson 3 of the gospel to them. Each missionary took one of the parts and
taught it. It went well. I drew a picture of a gate and a path and a star
symbolizing eternal life. It’s an image I
always draw in the back of the pamphlets.
But since I didn’t have any, I drew it in the sand. It was funny because after I did it everybody
else took some time drawing in the dirt ha ha.
Just like kids in a sand box. After
that we did a 3-legged race where we had to run sit and pop a balloon and run
back. I took dead last and fell on top
of my kid ha ha. It was ugly. But everyone else just picked up their kid
and ran, so they cheated. Ha ha. That’s
my story, and I’m sticking to it.
On Tuesday I finally got to do the
district meeting I had been planning. I
wrote gladiator quotes on the board picked some of my favorite scriptures to
share, and finally we had arts and crafts time.
It was awesome! We were talking
about lesson two -- the plan of salvation -- and it’s a long lesson. People always forget parts, so I took
something I really liked about Elder Anderson and turned it into the
lesson. He had these circles with
pictures of the parts of the plan and when we explained it, we put each circle
on the ground. It was a great teaching
tool. So I cut out circles and we all
drew and colored our plan. It went
really well. Sadly our brunch of omelets
still didn’t happen as we couldn’t get the stove to work. It’s been nothing but a pain ever since I
decided to do it. So we scratched that
idea and moved it to lunch on Thursday for Thanksgiving.
So on Thursday we went and ate in
the chapel and played ping pong while we waited. I made my dad’s hash browns, and we all
brought stuff for omelets. It was a good
time and even though some omelets turned into scrambled eggs, everybody ate
plenty and left full. That’s the whole
point of Thanksgiving, right? The turkey
doesn’t matter. Ha ha.
Then we had canceled service plans
on Friday, so that became a normal day.
Then on Saturday we spent all day in
the church helping the Hermana Acosta prep for her daughter Patricia’s 15
(Quinceanera). We showed up at 2:30 like
she asked, but of course, she doesn’t get there until 4. Then we help her cut buns and put sauce and
hamburgers and lettuce and tomato on them.
Then we got one to eat. But she
was worried about the number, so we couldn’t have two. Naturally 4 hungry missionaries all snagged
seconds that we hid in our pocket before sneaking outside to eat them. Ha ha. It turns out we didn’t need to worry as
instead of 100 people as she thought, there was less than fifty. It was still a good time, and we ate and
drank our fill.
Although people really wanted us to
dance, nobody did. We did sing and bob
our heads a bit as they played some 50 Cent.
Good times. Elder Turley was the
star of the show as he kept crashing photos (photo bombing) when posing with
people. They loved it! Not all was good
for him though as one mother freaked out on him when Elder Turley and Elder Garner
were swinging her daughter back and forth.
The girl loved it, the mom…not so much. Ha ha. Another funny moment for Elder Turley was
when he pulled down the decorations early, and they landed on top of the Hermana
Acosta.
Sunday was a pretty normal day;
although, we did lose water and power again.
And one more week is down. Almost home.
Love you guys and take care.
Elder Frost
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