15 April 2013

Guatemala MTC Elders

Guatemala MTC Hermanas

Hola!

So I guess my p-day is Wednesday every other week. Every two weeks all the Latinos and some of the Nortes leave Tuesday morning. On that Tuesday, everyone who is left has p-day, and we often do something outside the CCM. Because we're going to be gone much of tomorrow, we're doing email tonight. So I'm emailing you again before you had a chance to email me. I wish I would have known to tell you. Oh also, by way of warning, it's not a guarantee that I get to call home on Mothers' Day since I'll still be in the CCM. Even the teachers aren't sure whether we'll be able to call home.

I don't even know what to write since I didn't have any advance warning we were emailing tonight (until a few minutes ago, I thought it would be tomorrow).

Oh yes. On Sundays, everyone prepares a lesson and a talk. Sunday school is in English, and all the companionships have to prep a 10-minute lesson on an assigned topic. Then a couple companionships are put on the spot to actually teach. Well, my comp and I were chosen to teach. It wasn't a big deal because there were less than 30 people there and we set up the lesson to make the people in the class do the work. Likewise for Sacrament Meeting, everyone prepares a 5-minute talk. Then the branch president or whoever is conducting stands up and announces who will speak. I made it safely through the first round, but during the intermediate musical number, I saw two members of the branch presidency looking at me, so I kind of knew I was a marked target. Sure enough I was the first speaker after the music. Fortunately I had actually prepared well. I'll still prep the talks for the remaining weeks because it will be good practice, but the odds are slim that I'll have to speak again. I got all of it out of the way on my first Sunday. (Last Sunday doesn't really count because it was General Conference.)

My foot is still behaving okay. Today, I did my first day of walking 40 minutes. Did you know that lapping the basketball court gets really boring sometimes? Sometimes there are other people walking and I make friends. The other times I go through the things I'm memorizing over and over again, so it's good practice. Sometimes I worry about what will happen with my foot when I have to walk all over Honduras, so if you want to keep the foot in your prayers every now and again, I'd appreciate it.

I'm learning to survive in this meat-intensive environment. For breakfast, I skip the hot food line. I go for the fruit bar, and most mornings there is a vat of arroz con leche or something similar. Then most days I ask for "no carne" at either lunch or dinner.

Well, I'm running out of things to say. Next week I'll plan ahead what to write so that I can make better use of my writing time.

Hermana Davis