Well, this week has been pretty good. Tuesday we went and
finished laying down the tile at Chris Sloane’s house. We did it pretty fast. I
also found out what the guard does on a tile saw. It keeps it from spraying water
and little pieces of tile in your face. I got really dirty. I got pretty good
at using the tile saw, but I still hated it. Oh well. Here's what I looked like
after the tile job. It's kinda hard to see but I have mud caked on my face.
When I took a shower I found a bunch of little tile pieces
in my hair. This week I also went on my first exchange with Elder Christensen.
He's a cool guy. He wanted a picture to remember the exchange, so he climbed
onto the roof and took an interesting picture.
He then proceeded to jump off the roof onto the balcony,
which was wet because all it does is rain here, he landed on his feet, but he
then slipped and landed on his butt pretty hard. π A good way to start
the exchange. We had a lot of fun. We taught a couple people and I learned how
Elder Christensen loves everybody and is kind to everybody. I need to work on
that. We exchanged back on Thursday and that started my bike week.
I was kinda nervous about that because the one time we biked
last week I kinda crashed into Elder Nelson...π³. I bet Brian Thomas is
so proud of that. Luckily he stayed on his bike and kept it upright and I was
the only one who got hurt. I got wedged between his back tire and seat. It
hurt...a lot, and I still feel a little twinge there, but it's all good. Biking
hasn't been all that bad, except for last night. We had a forty-five minute bike
ride to visit the Dickinsons and the Browns and Nicole. It was cold, the first
time since I've been here of course, raining of course, and of course there was
no shoulder on the road, so I almost got hit by a couple cars. Man, it was dark
too. It was on a country road so no street lamps and it gets dark here at five.
All we had was our little bike lights. It was really cool though. I had never
done anything like that before, so it was a good experience. We had a good
visit with the Dickinsons, a less active family. We then biked to the Browns. Ben, Becky, and Nicole were there this time,
and we had a really good lesson. We then biked home, which was a little shorter
than the bike ride there. I almost got hit by two semi trucks. I guess semis
don't like yielding to cyclists on the road so I felt the heat of the engine as
each of them passed and was almost knocked off my bike by the gust they
produced. And I swear I felt one of them barely brush my elbow. Super scary but
we got home safely.
We are still working on finding the elect. We have found a
lot of different people, but they all turn out not very good. We tried to visit
someone we had met with before. When we got there we were chased off by a boy
probably around twelve years old with a 2x4. He said he would shoot us if we
ever came back. It turns out that boy doesn't even live there. We were flagged
down by the actual owner and were able to talk to him. We asked him about the
boy and all he said was, "That boy needs serious help."
So the sisters brought an investigator to church yesterday.
We had a Sunday School lesson about the law of chastity. Somehow, the conversation got
into how hair highlights were rebellious. The teacher went on and on about how
her daughter went a little rebellious and colored her hair, and how she had to
let it go because you have to pick your battles and let them make their own
choices and how she was happy when her daughter "grew out of it" yada,
yada, yada. The whole time she was talking about it, the investigator, Carla,
about thirty years old, was sitting there with a lot of purple highlights in
her hair...π². Okay sister, I love you to death, but I
would think you would clue in and stop raving about the hair color. IT REALLY
DOESN'T MATTER!! Oh well, hopefully the investigator wasn't offended. She
seemed like she was cool with it.
Okay, let me say, I need to see some sun. It has literally
been raining here for the last two weeks now. And if it hasn't been raining,
it's been overcast. This last week, I only saw the sun once...no joke. It's
okay though, I like rain...except for when I am on a bike! Oh well.
Time for me to answer the questions I received from my
family. My apartment is about average, maybe a little better than average. My
companion says it is above average in the ones he has been in, but he also has
only really served in ghetto-ish areas. Our mission president said at the very
beginning that our missions' apartments are all pretty nice, some of the best
compared to other missions. I'm enjoying the apartment. Okay, I love the
Concord ward, but the dinner appointments are kinda sad. The Kannapolis elders
have dinner appointments every night, while we are lucky to have four dinner
appointments a week. And it is always the STP. Oh well, we eat okay at
home...kinda. We have corn dogs, sandwiches, noodles, and sometimes mashed
potatoes. I always make sure I get my bananas at the store as well. The other
night was kinda sad. All I had was a corn dog and Elder Nelson had plain rice
with butter and salt. Kinda pathetic. But I am maintaining my weight so far.
Our exercise time is right as we wake up, which is not a good idea. We get up,
lay on the ground and pretend to do sit-ups. Occasionally I get a few done, and
maybe some push-ups, but usually we don't do much. We can't really play catch
or something outside because it is dark, so...whatever. It's not really that
cold here, just wet. Last night got into the forties, but that is as low as
it's been.
Well, I don't really know how Concord is pronounced. The
people with an accent say erd, while the people that speak real English say
ord. I'm actually surprised, not many people here have accents. I mean,
everyone has a little twinge, but it is really easy to understand. The only
people that we have a hard time understanding are the elderly people and the
people without teeth (there are a lot of those out here).
My companion was raised in the church, but he was mostly
inactive most of his life until his little brother went on a mission. He then
decided he wanted to go on one. So he did...obviously. He has a huge family of
eleven kids, he being the ninth. We get along really well and we are actually
similar in many ways. He is teaching me in a way I enjoy. He's kinda teaching
by example. He lets me observe him do things before he asks me to do it. I feel
like I have already learned a lot.
Don't worry mom, I am staying awake during personal
study...most of the times.π I got over my cold and
I have been eating the gummy vitamins. I love y'all and love your emails and
letters. I still need to get some stamps and envelopes for real letters, but I
hope I'll get there soon. Stay strong,
love Elder Huff.