McKasson was really sick today and Gardner, Kenison, and I spent about four hours running around trying to find a fictitious doctor I've never seen, and I'm not 100% sure exists. I've head he's around, just conveniently never when he's needed. Portuguese is becoming fun, now that I can say pretty much what I want to, conversations are becoming a lot more interesting. My teacher told us today that he loved us but that another teacher was going to talk to us for a half hour, I told him, "your actions speak louder than your words" and he said, "Oh! Elder Anderson!" and had me hug him which was a tad awkward because I had never heard the word for 'hug' before, and left him hanging for a looong time.
As far as the day goes for me, it was pretty mundane:
Gardner and I absolutely killed it in TRC [Elder Anderson's grandma who is serving as a missionary, just shared that this stands for Teaching Resource Center], I'm beginning to be able to
speak fast and a couple of sentences I've said today were as good as
native speakers. We've gotten good enough that Pereira wanted us to pass
along our knowledge to her new district, it was weird to see new kids
in the place I was in just yesterday. She made me promise to be good, I
told her I was always good. She teases me a lot, it's all in fun, she's
an amazing teacher! We tried to assuage their minds and I got to bear
my testimony in Portuguese which was cool, I think that was the first
time for me. Tonight Presidente Milder came in and started joking with
us that our hair was too short, I said I'd try to repent and lengthen my
hair by pulling on it tonight, he thought that was pretty great. Turns
out I'm not so great at remembering promises though because then I
started teaching everyone all the important words I know like 'beleza'
[beautiful] and 'facao' [machete] which is necessary to know for Brazilians.
I love my district so much, tonight we were learning comparatives and our teacher said, "It's bigger. It's better" (in English) which was a big mistake because we're all huge Incredibles fans and all shouted out in perfect unison, "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, IT'S TOO MUCH FOR MR. INCREDIBLE, WOAH, WOAH, WOAH" and Irmao Vianna was so scared, it was hilarious!
This
week I got to give a couple of blessings which was so cool, I've
learned so much about the Spirit, my district is just amazing.
Presidente Oppe said it was a choice district of God and I believe him
wholeheartedly, we're learning so much so quickly, I'm so grateful to be
here.
Muito amor,
Elder Anderson
Bonus Material:
Elder Anderson and I (Mom) were able to talk this morning!!!! It was awesome to hear his voice! Here are a few more details about mission life, in case you're interested...
I
told him that he was cutting out and that I couldn't hear him very well
and he sighed and said, "Oh menino" (which means "Oh boy")
He said that he feels like he's understanding so much more from the Book of Mormon as he is reading it in the CTM.
They have a panini maker at the CTM that makes the most delicious ham and cheese sandwiches in the morning.
He and the other missionaries receive R$7.50 (Brazilian Real--he pronounced it like we would pronounce Euro) everyday to spend on food from the vending machine. This is great because they have their big meal of the day at 11:00 in the morning, and so later in the day he is hungry, and is grateful to be able to buy some bars from the machine. He says he has a bunch of bars in his suitcase.
Sister Shock, a missionary in his district, is doing really well with the language. He and the other missionaries are trying hard to stay up with her. She is setting a good example for them.
He is only writing home about 1/10 of what he is writing in his journal. He has already filled up 1/3 of his journal. He went out and tried to buy some paper, but it was really expensive. (I told him to keep writing and that we'll send him more journals!)
He spends about 6 hours a day in class trying to learn and practice Portuguese. He enjoys this, but it is also draining.
Tomorrow he and his district are planning to visit the Sao Paulo Temple, which will give him an opportunity to upload all of his pictures he's been taking on his camera. He probably won't be able to send much of an email next week, other than to say that he is alive, because he'll be traveling to Manaus next Tuesday! It's hard for him to believe that one month of his mission has already passed by, because he feels like it hasn't really started yet.
He told me 4 times how grateful he is for different blessings (a treat we sent from home, the panini maker, money from the CTM to buy extra food, and that he was able to talk with me.) He may have said that he was grateful even more than that, but his voice cut out quite a few times. His mission is helping him grow into a better man and that makes me grateful!
He said that he feels like he's understanding so much more from the Book of Mormon as he is reading it in the CTM.
They have a panini maker at the CTM that makes the most delicious ham and cheese sandwiches in the morning.
He and the other missionaries receive R$7.50 (Brazilian Real--he pronounced it like we would pronounce Euro) everyday to spend on food from the vending machine. This is great because they have their big meal of the day at 11:00 in the morning, and so later in the day he is hungry, and is grateful to be able to buy some bars from the machine. He says he has a bunch of bars in his suitcase.
Sister Shock, a missionary in his district, is doing really well with the language. He and the other missionaries are trying hard to stay up with her. She is setting a good example for them.
He is only writing home about 1/10 of what he is writing in his journal. He has already filled up 1/3 of his journal. He went out and tried to buy some paper, but it was really expensive. (I told him to keep writing and that we'll send him more journals!)
He spends about 6 hours a day in class trying to learn and practice Portuguese. He enjoys this, but it is also draining.
Tomorrow he and his district are planning to visit the Sao Paulo Temple, which will give him an opportunity to upload all of his pictures he's been taking on his camera. He probably won't be able to send much of an email next week, other than to say that he is alive, because he'll be traveling to Manaus next Tuesday! It's hard for him to believe that one month of his mission has already passed by, because he feels like it hasn't really started yet.
He told me 4 times how grateful he is for different blessings (a treat we sent from home, the panini maker, money from the CTM to buy extra food, and that he was able to talk with me.) He may have said that he was grateful even more than that, but his voice cut out quite a few times. His mission is helping him grow into a better man and that makes me grateful!