I just realized that I didn't tell you that ALMOST OUR ENTIRE ZONE SURVIVED CAMBIOS!!!
We had transfers last week and only one Elder, Elder Miller, left to work in Barranca. So Elder Muñoz has a new companion, Elder Gallardo. He is from Paraguay and has...lots of months on the mission. Can't remember how many. But he speaks an adequate amount of English. And we have a new training companionship in our zone. Elder Benites is training Elder MacDonald, who is from Arizona and very clearly was hit by the Spanish train hard. We'll help him along. Also, I definitely walked up to him and said, "Hi! I'm Lexi!....OHMYGOODNESSLOSIENTOIMEANHERMANAHEWITT!"
Way to go.
Probably made him feel a lot better about himself and the whole speakingproperwords thing.
Anyyyywayyyyy
The Zone Leaders called us last Monday night and informed us that the NEXT DAY we were going to have a work visit with the Sister Trainers in El Callao!
I was crumpled in a heap on our dingy floor hyperventilating.
Basically a work visit is when you exchange companions with the smart people and they show you how to be a missionary.
Yes. Real scary.
Well okay. So I traveled to El Callao to train with Hermana Solis, who is from Paraguay and a phenomenal maestra. It was actually really fun! We taught some awesome lessons and apparently some of their investigators thought I had a year on the mission in regards to my Spanish. So, that was a nice big ego boost.
I know what you were really thinking
AND THEN
Hermana Solis had begun to get a headache in the afternoon. When we got back to our house in the evening, she really wasn't feeling well. I went to the bathroom and when I came out, she was smiling and telling me "Ummm....estoy mal," and holding
this strange bag
of liquid....
and had spit dripping down her chin...
Subsequently she ran into the bathroom and threw up several more times. And then,
silencio
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I KILLED THE SISTER TRAINER!!!!!!!!
Yet another moment of sheer, unadulterated panic.
But soon she emerged from the bathroom smiling and said she felt much better, but would like to cross the street and buy some headache medicine.
Well, okay. So we did that and I happened to see a small plastic bag on the sidewalk. Half-joking and half-scaredoutofmyfreakingmind, I picked up the bag and told her it was here if she needed it.
Whaddyaknow? THAT SHE DID.
She filled that bag, girl. Eventually, finally, she stopped de volviendo and went to bed happy as a clam.
All in all, it was a great experience!
Also, I am running a business now. The people in my zone are under the impression that I have talents for drawing, and now I am involuntarily committed to making pretty pictures for three different people. Well, Elder Tunque asked me to do one and thus began the end of my peaceful world. So, just be aware that YES I get to desarrollar mis talentos on the mission! I just get to do it in the little spare time I might have used to, you know, breathe and stuff.
ALSO,
You know the little kid who found me on Facebook? Well, his 7 year old little brother Gabriel is a hoot. He spent ten minutes of sacrament meeting yesterday staring at me through his plastic binoculars...from a great distance of four inches from my face. And he took the prize for Quote of the Week during a lesson the other day. QUICK SPANISH LESSON.
Cuantos=how many
Años=years
Tener=infinitive verb, "to have"
"¿Hermana Moody, cuántos años tiene Drácula?"
AY I died laughing.
Anybody know the answer? If so, please let me know so we can answer all the doubts of our investigators.
Runners-up:
ELDER SALAZAR (ZL)
"Yes, I am practicing English! ....in my head......."
HERMANA MOODY
Well, it's more of an action than a quote. She broke into our house through the window when I lost the keys and she really wanted to brush her teeth and not sleep on the floor in another room.
Con Perú de amor,
Hermana Hewitt
Puente Piedra
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