I hope you are having a great week. I
am glad to hear that Tutu is doing so much better. One of the ways I
know my grandmother is the best, is that she trains for the Tinman triathlon less
than a week after having cancer! But hey, its Tutu, what do you
expect..? There is no stopping that woman.
Alena, I sure hope that whoever buys your senior project puts
it on display somewhere because I would really like to see it up close.
It was cool on the wall in the picture, but I think it would be even
greater in person.
This week was nuts, as most of them are. We went
on....divisions! I thought I knew all the sisters in our mission but
apparently there are a couple I have yet to meet. I worked with one of them
this week, Sister Sidan. She´s from Argentina. We had a great time, but I
think I should start taking an umbrella on divisions with me because we
arrived at their house and it starting pouring rain. Luckily it
stopped once we started working. We had lunch with one of the sisters in
their ward. She gave us pão de mel...which means honey bread, but I
didn´t see honey anywhere. It looked more like a giant hostess cupcake
(ding dongs?), but she filled some with coconut, others with doce de
leite, brigadeiro...it was goooooood.
We also had another day where we went to the chapel and had
mission choir practice. Our choir is about 25 missionaries; we are
preparing for a musical fireside in July that we are going to give.
President however hosted a fireside this week and wanted us to sing. We
started at 9 am and went until the fireside at 7 pm with a couple hours for
lunch and dinner. That´s a lot of singing. Just saying. But I liked it a lot, so it´s okay.
So this fireside was 25 American missionaries who served in Brazil between the years 1948 and 1970. They are all adorable old men
and their wives. A few shared their testimonies and president spoke at
the end. One of the younger missionaries that was visiting (he was about
50) translated everything into English for the non-Portuguese speaking
wives. He was having a bit of a hard time, he understood about 80
percent. It was really funny because all of the speakers spoke English
perfectly they were just speaking in Portuguese for the members. Whenever
the translator messed up or didn't understand the speaker quite right,
the speaker himself would mutter the right word to the translator and
the translator, who was also American, would repeat. Group Portuguese....it was quite the laugh. One of the Brazilian sisters who is
learning English decided to help the American translator too. Group
English from the Americans and Brazilians. It was also pretty funny.
Also, the fireside was meant to start at 7:30, but the visiting
Americans got lost on the way to the chapel. It doesn't help that our
neighborhood is mostly one-way streets. Anyway, they arrived at 9:30 and
the fireside ended at 10:30. We got to stay for all of it. President
announced though that every missionary had to be given a ride home.
Sweet. We didn't sing nearly as well as we had hoped, but the fireside
was a tender experience.
I love you all pass-along-cards and sunscreen. Hunches and bunches.
Sister Hoggan