Familia!
Okay, I think I planned this out a little better this week so I can right a
normal letter. It was so great to hear from Fog this week. Totally made my day.
Woo Hoo for the first day of school. That rocks! Mom, you sure have got your
hands full this year with TWO classes. You sure are tough to give up your daily
naps for teaching. Sounds like the crops are coming along well and getting nice
and big. That stinks that your corn is stinky right now Fog. But it usually is
better than we think.
Okay I can get you a little more information this week. To answer some of
Dales questions- the Spanish is Way way different down here. I felt like I had
to start over again with everything that I thought I knew. That, and I cant
cheat anymore. Before, if I really needed a word or phrase I could say it in
english and the people could usually understand what I was saying. When I try
that kind of thing here, they are just confused. But my companion is a real gem.
she is so patient with me.
As for the first impressions of Peru- There was about a million. I came
with a bunch of other visa waiters so EVERYTHING was awesome, from the garbage
in the streets to the laundry hanging up on the roof. There is a little tienda
in about every other house. I was a little freaked out to buy any of the
packaged galletas from the stores because they were all dusty and stuff, but now
I know that they are actually really new and that everything is just really
dusty here. Everything is dusty. I forgot to take a picture of our shower.
Everyone loves a good scary shower picture, but I forgot. Maybe next week. I
touched part of it while I was showering and the thing shocked me. Not hard, but
enough to remind me that I shouldnt mess with the shower while I am all
wet.
The people are so sososososo wonderful. Our first day in the ward every
single person (all the mujeres anyway) came up and gave us a hug and a kiss on
the cheek. They are so great and all love the gospel so much. The ward is so
excited to have a temple so close. It is like all that they think about. As for
everyone else. If you grab a womans hand like a handshake they will
automatically come and give you a kiss on the cheek. it is just their culture.
And it is so personal. THere is no such thing as personal space.
We had a really cool missionary opportunity this week. All the youth from
the stake have been learning some traditional peruvian dances to perform to
everyone who wanted to come and watch. The missionaries staked out in front of
all the entrances and waited for people to arrive. In traditional hispanic
fashion, no one came for the first 2 hours. We were supposed to start at 3. but
no one was there. Litterally, no one. The zone leaders were sweating quite a
bit, but two hours later, the place was packed with spectators. We got all the
references that we could find coming into the auditorium. We got about 200 or
so. We have got a lot of work ahead of us to visit all of these references. Plus
we got to watch the dances. They were so beautiful and made me love peru so much
more.
As for strange food. Every day is a surprise. In my soup, I found a chicken
heart. I thought to myself- I have eaten this before, no biggie. I choaked it
down and was reasonably pleased with myself. I got another little piece and
started eating it. The bones looked really strange and when I finished getting
all of the meat off I realized that it was the neck of the chicken. Ew. The kids
all have chicken feet on a stick in the street. I am not ready for that step
quite yet. I actually really love the gizzard. I think it is really tasty. But
everything tastes better with some sugar
We got to visit the city of trujillo today. It sure is beautiful. We are
teaching some part member families right now as well as some really awesome
youth. Our number one Investigator right now is Alberto. Hes a rock star. I love
you all so much!
Love you all
Chow!
Hma Christensen
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