Friday, February 1, 2013

Last P Day at the Peru MTC


April 25, 2012

Today was the last P day in the CCM. We spent the whole morning at immigration with most all of the advanced North Americans getting our Peruvian ID cards. So that was fun... but afterwards our driver broke the rules and took us to McDonalds which was a awesome treat. After returning back to the CCM we took a nap and headed back out into the city to go to a temple session. The P days are very lax here. Saturday was fun, the tracting was not as successful as the first time but that's not my call who knows whose heart we touched indirectly. We were in Rimac, which is the poverty stricken area of Lima. All of the houses are on the mountains, the people say the higher on the mountain you are the poorer you are. Needless to say we climbed many stairs. I'm glad I had all of my experience of climbing mountains to get to rock walls to help me with my stair climbing. Most of the Peruvians were tired and out of breath only half way up the mountain. We were suppose to teach less active members, but in Rimac it is hard to find the right house so we just ended up proselytizing. My companion is very difficult to understand and he doesn't know how to condense the lessons so he likes to go on 10 minute sch-peels about one principle so it is hard for me to jump in when I don't know where he is. But I am learning through this trial. Lets just say i have been reading Ether 12:27 a lot this week. We did teach one woman at the very top house of Rimac who was 21 and she was interested in our message from the get go. We asked her to attend church on Sunday, but I have no idea if she did. We gave her a pamphlet and we taught her the entire first lesson and hopefully something got through to her through my broken Spanish and my companion's mumbling. Most people in Rimac live on dirt floors with tin roofs and plywood walls. It was very humbling to see a mother with 5 young children living in a house as big as my room. People here are humble and very receptive to the gospel. My teacher tells me of the food we will eat in the north. She says we will eat monkey, turtles, snakes, crocodiles, worms, larva, and guinea pig of coarse, just to name a few. I'm exited to get to the mission field so I can start learning some real Spanish. I hope and pray  will have a trainer with some knowledge of English, because I need so major help. I've lost ten pounds, but that was the ten pounds that I gained in Provo so I am back to normal. I'm killing it on the soccer field and I have been taking a  stab at goalie and doing pretty darn good. So Seth better get ready to win some games in a few years. All is well. I have almost traded all of my ties with an exception of a few favorites so I have quite the collection now. Feel free to send me some whenever because they are the greatest currency among missionaries.
I love you all, the church is true
ñuga yatray ima tasta kowsay ñuga yetray ima jesucristo chayni quishpichiq shuti jesucristo amen
{I know that God loves me I know that Jesus Christ is my savior in the name of Jesus Christ amen}
( testimony in quechuea )
Even though I wont use quechuea at all in my mission anywho peace and love
ELDER SY EMMETT WOOLSTEÑHÚLME

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