HEY FOOLS. so what’s up? mi semana:
tuesday: hna cruz and i picked up our
mini missionary from the office.......more on that below. (more as in a venting
session...see below for details)
thursday: i would like to start with
a depressing obesity story........here it is the end of my world. so we
are standing there at the metro stop pubilla cases waiting for jonathan cause
he was coming out with us for the rest of the day. (love that kid btdubs) i was
seriously so uncomfortable...basically couldn’t breath cause my waistband on my
skirt was too tight. yes it happened...hermana cruz had to unbutton my
skirt for me so it could fit....not just one button either....three
buttons. THREE BUTTONS. on top of my obesity problems we came home this
day with no numbers. a zero for all of our key indicators. every
single person fired on us, all of our back up plans weren’t home, the back up
of our back ups. seriously we were so desperate we called every single
person in our phone even if we had no idea who they were, we were chasing
people in the street. nothing. nada. zip. learned the definition of
rejection this day. fracasador...el dia.
Friday: so everything was going
good...just got done with a good personal study and then a good companionship
study. sitting there thinking the whole time how its going to be such a good
day and then... dun dun dun. we get a text message. it was from
angela. I’ve told you about her before. her baptism date was saturday...as in
the next day. the next day. we always buy our converts a hymn book
and a triple for there baptism so after comp study we were planning to go down
to the office to buy those things for her, so literally like we are walking out
the door when we get this text message from her. it says that she talked
to the jefe of her pareja who is an exmormon and decided that baptism isn’t for
her. shocked. speechless. like all of us didn’t say anything for a good
five minutes. i just wish you could have all seen angela’s face and how
excited she was when we extended the baptismal invitation to her and date of
the service. she was so happy and just lit up...could not stop smiling.
so to hear this from her was like what the crap? we decided the only thing we
could do as missionaries (cause people have their agency...which in fact I’m
starting to not really be a fan of) but the only thing we could do it act in
faith that she would be baptized. We went to the office to pick her
things up for her and went over to her house to pick her up for her baptismal
interview like we had planned. We called Elder Greep (the district
leader) and we called her. She starts telling us things how she doesn’t
want to pay tithing, can’t follow the law of chastity (seriously my womb
shriveled up and died a little to hear that a 55 year old woman can’t follow
the law of chastity, but that’s beside the point.) picking her up was the
worst. her light was gone. she had none. (i know that wounds super
gay to say but I’m a missionary so i can get away with it) we took her to the
chapel and she just continued to fight us on everything we were saying.
elder greep and elder greepburg were there and just bore powerful testimony to
her. we had been telling her the whole day that all she needs to do is
pray and ask heavenly father himself what she should do. and at that
moment she finally did. we all got down on our knees and she just broke
down. told heavenly father how confused she was and that she needed help and
asked if she should get baptized. and there it was HER LIGHT. it
was back the second that prayer was over. She was baptized and
confirmed. MIRRRACLES HAPPPEN IF YOU BEEEEEELEIVE: (i was going for
the song from princess diaries right there but its kind of impossible to sing
over email) it was so sad to watch her go through all of that....but look
at the testimony of prayer she has now!
so later that day we had a lesson
with xavi. XAVIIIIIIII! he's seriously the best. you remember how
last time he was hesitant about getting baptized on a certain date and then when
we changed it to the fifth everything was good again? k well he came into
this lesson hesitant about the fifth now,,,, i couldn’t figure out what was
going on cause he believes everything..like he knows. and then here it is
the blow. we taught him the law of chastity and he is gay. we printed him
out some talks on homosexuality (where in fact lucifer himself is referred to a
flautista magica...literally loved to read that one) and sacrifices. the
hunger games just came out here in spain too (one of the worldly things i am
missing.... i see the billboard everywhere for it and its the worst) xavi
went to go see it for me though and told me all about it. he loved
it.
saturday: baptism of angela!!!!!! can
i get a what what up in hurrrrrr?????
monday: yesterday was dia de sant
jordi. It’s where the men give the girls roses and girls give
books. yes we took full advantage of this. we set up a table in
front of the chapel for the whole day as a district and contacted passing out pamphlets
and books of mormon. it was like the funnest thing ever.... and we took
our mediodia at dominos. 6 euro all you can eat pizza (this might have
something to do with the need to unbutton my skirt....just MAYBE)
k so there is this man that we see
everyday WITHOUT FAIL. we refer to him as guapa man. he is this old
spainiard man to has no shame in letting us know how guapa we are. like
comes up from behind and whispers guapa in our ear. staires grossly,
smiles, ect. you get it a creep. one day earlier this week i turned
around as we were walking away and winked at him.....rofl. it was the
funniest thing ever cause then he whips out his tongue and starts licking his
lips for us. so he passed the chapel yesterday as we were contacting and
i contacted him! he's not interested though. hahahaha the little things
you find entertaining on a mission are the best.
allright now is time....the ugly side
of michael ann is about to be unleashed. so sit back and enjoy. so
we go to go get our mini missionary last tuesday. she speaks no english
at all. like sam knows more spanish than she knows english and her skills
consist of "la mujer come" (the woman eats....good job sam!) so
I’m pretty excited cause here it is the perfect opportunity to learn spanish.
like really i can’t even say como se dice and then have her translate. if i
cant say something i have to explain it to her in spanish. (i pop advil
like its candy now from thinking so hard) anyway so there it is the
positive. so I’ve been in this area for about a month now a little
more and because i have a language barrier here its harder for me to
communicate with people so i have spent the last month trying SO hard to build
relationships with the members, the recent converts, and the
investigators....and then here comes hermana cueva. (basically it’s just
jealousy) but she can speak spanish. so since it’s easier everyone now
just talks to her and hna cruz since they are both fluent it doesn’t take work
to talk to them. does that make sense? and then in lessons when people
talk and by the time i process what they have said hermana cueva is already
answering their question or explaining something else to them. and here’s
what kills me though.... she’s not a missionary. she's only here for
three months....not set apart, nothing. i spent 10 weeks in the mtc learning
how to be a missionary, i am set apart. she's not a missionary. did i
mention she’s not a missionary? seriously she’s stealing my thunder as a
missionary. she’s not a missionary. she’s here for three months and
not transferring anywhere (which does guarantee hna cruz and i here together
for three months also) but listen so on sunday we were teaching this lesson and
i said something and she cuts me off to let me know that what I’m saying makes
no sense and she can’t understand one word I’m saying (like for reals in the
middle of a lesson? let me explain to you my feeling at this point.....there is
this scene in mean girls where lindsay lohan goes to the mall with regina and
the two other girls and lindsay lohan pictures the fountain in the middle of
the mall as it would be in africa. i can’t explain it just go watch it) but the
coolest thing ever then happened. she turns to mellissa (the girl we are
teaching and says can you understand her? and melissa was just like yeah i
understand perfectly. and you know let’s be real what i said did make no
sense at all but as missionaries we are told the spirit speaks all languages
and we just have to open our mouths and they will understand. so yeah it
was a cool experience. I’m just annoyed as heck she’s stealing my thunder
as a missionary when she’s not even a missionary. really there was one
lesson i didn’t say one thing cause she just kept going. she's not a missionary.
k thank you all for listening to my vent
sesh. now if you would excuse me i need to get back to my babysitting job of
hermana cueva while she takes my job as a missionary teaching all the lessons
and getting buddy buddy with the whole area cause she can speak spanish.
LOVE YOU ALLLLLL!!!! miss you, talk
to you soon!!
love, michael ann.
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