TP Letter
I can't think of anything I need or would like. Thanks for asking though.
I'll be at the MTC for about 2 more weeks. Yeah, I'm almost done.
I don't think your packages will get here in time. I'd suggest you send to the mission home, I'm sure they'll hold onto it. Be wary though. These first packages will be an experiment, and then we will see if they make it through for later decisions. If they don't make it, I may have to forgo packages. If they do... I just might try sending Tingle back... I don't know... I suppose I'm a little afraid because the people talked about floods during typhoon season, and though no missionaries are injured yet, personal belongings have definitely been destroyed... so yeah, I'm worried, a little.
But not too badly.
Anyways, most things are relatively cheap here, so hopefully if I pull on personal expenses, it won't be too much of a drain. I haven't yet, but when I do, if it is even a minor annoyance, please tell me. It's possible to live on mission funds, and I will do so if need be.
I'm a little afraid of the field... it turns out most missionaries give up on toilet paper by the end of their mission...ugh...
Oh, and washing machines are... not... so it's all hand washing......................................................................................................................................................hoooh boy...
We went proselyting yesterday. I don't feel like I said much, but I wasn't being overly bad at understanding... It's funny, but I can tell it's inspired of God, because though I wanted to learn Spanish, and it holds a special meaning for me, Tagalog seems easier...and it seems nicer, for some reason. I don't want to lose my Spanish, but when I finally learn it, I may have a Filipino accent...or maybe it'll be the other may around. I prayed at a recent convert's house yesterday, and when I said "amen" I said it with Spanish pronunciation, and the little girl told me: "No! it's not ah-men, it's ay-men!" Plus, when ever I read the Book of Mormon, I pronounce Nephi as Nefi like the Spanish do, even though it is most definitely Nephi in Tagalog.
I don't feel like I did much during proselyting. It was peaceful, and poor, but the most I think I accomplished was making someone smile... oh well...
I've been feeling very sad lately... I'm not sure why... which is even more frustrating, but hopefully conference will clear it up. Hopefully. Please reassure me that nothing bad has happened at home. If I've lost a family member and only my spirit knows... I just need to figure it out.
But it's not too bad.
My companion will try to give me another couple of photos to send you. Just letting you know in case I don't, that I'm trying.
Now that I think of it, if you send anything, send a camera. Even if I can buy things when I get in the field, I have no idea when I will find time to buy a camera, which you won't find at your average store here...
That's all I got. I have had spiritual experiences, but none are coming to mind. I did write a poem, which I will send if I have time, but it's kind of sad, so I don't know if you want to read it. I wrote it before I started feeling sad though, soooo.....
Let me know when you guys get a house. Thanks for continuing to send me lyrics and such. Please send me my "light" piece when you can. See if you can figure out how to send what Nikolai wants to. I wish him luck with laser tag and whatever else. Papa's school does sound cool. And yeah, that's what I got.
I love you all
see you next week.
By the way, I could be wrong, but I believe p-day is Friday next week. Please still send me whenever you feel inspired though. It kind of would suck for it to turn out to be on Thursday and me to not have anything because of it. But if you wait till Thursday night and it does turn out my p-day came and went, I'll wait. It's all good.
I'm not entirely sure why they give up on toilet paper. Something like:
Hard to carry around everywhere, considering the rain and the fact that we don't get backpacks, but rather shoulder bags.
You probably can't flush it most places.
And apparently, you feel cleaner when you take the cup/bucket, fill it with water, run it down your backside, do one smooth sweep with your left hand, use what's left in the bucket to wash it off your hand, and also to rinse off your posterior once more...
I don't know if I'll give up on toilet paper...
Washing machines... aren't in the apartments, as far as I know. Laundromats do exist, if you have the money, but you can't send garments to the laundry people...so...
The no suit thing, is definitely not because of hand cleaning. It's because it is really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really hot. 2 hours in it, I had taken my second shower of the day, this one without soap. It's unfortunate that most of the people are poor enough that they don't care what you smell like, but it's also a good thing, since I don't think I'd smell good.
I don't know how Tagalog is easier. That's the thing! It's almost certainly connected with the Spirit, because it certainly isn't how diligently I'm studying it...(oops) and nicer, it just seems, for no perceivable reason, to not twist my tongue as much as Spanish.
Proselyting I felt like I didn't do much because we taught a recent convert, and all I did was pray and say one or two things to him, the missionary did most of the talking, and then we decided to go
teach an investigator but she was busy...with a man... so we didn't go into their home...
After that we just tried some tracting, but success was limited at best, and I had no idea what I should say, so I didn't say very much at all.
I'll be at the MTC for about 2 more weeks. Yeah, I'm almost done.
I don't think your packages will get here in time. I'd suggest you send to the mission home, I'm sure they'll hold onto it. Be wary though. These first packages will be an experiment, and then we will see if they make it through for later decisions. If they don't make it, I may have to forgo packages. If they do... I just might try sending Tingle back... I don't know... I suppose I'm a little afraid because the people talked about floods during typhoon season, and though no missionaries are injured yet, personal belongings have definitely been destroyed... so yeah, I'm worried, a little.
But not too badly.
Anyways, most things are relatively cheap here, so hopefully if I pull on personal expenses, it won't be too much of a drain. I haven't yet, but when I do, if it is even a minor annoyance, please tell me. It's possible to live on mission funds, and I will do so if need be.
I'm a little afraid of the field... it turns out most missionaries give up on toilet paper by the end of their mission...ugh...
Oh, and washing machines are... not... so it's all hand washing......................................................................................................................................................hoooh boy...
We went proselyting yesterday. I don't feel like I said much, but I wasn't being overly bad at understanding... It's funny, but I can tell it's inspired of God, because though I wanted to learn Spanish, and it holds a special meaning for me, Tagalog seems easier...and it seems nicer, for some reason. I don't want to lose my Spanish, but when I finally learn it, I may have a Filipino accent...or maybe it'll be the other may around. I prayed at a recent convert's house yesterday, and when I said "amen" I said it with Spanish pronunciation, and the little girl told me: "No! it's not ah-men, it's ay-men!" Plus, when ever I read the Book of Mormon, I pronounce Nephi as Nefi like the Spanish do, even though it is most definitely Nephi in Tagalog.
I don't feel like I did much during proselyting. It was peaceful, and poor, but the most I think I accomplished was making someone smile... oh well...
I've been feeling very sad lately... I'm not sure why... which is even more frustrating, but hopefully conference will clear it up. Hopefully. Please reassure me that nothing bad has happened at home. If I've lost a family member and only my spirit knows... I just need to figure it out.
But it's not too bad.
My companion will try to give me another couple of photos to send you. Just letting you know in case I don't, that I'm trying.
Now that I think of it, if you send anything, send a camera. Even if I can buy things when I get in the field, I have no idea when I will find time to buy a camera, which you won't find at your average store here...
That's all I got. I have had spiritual experiences, but none are coming to mind. I did write a poem, which I will send if I have time, but it's kind of sad, so I don't know if you want to read it. I wrote it before I started feeling sad though, soooo.....
Let me know when you guys get a house. Thanks for continuing to send me lyrics and such. Please send me my "light" piece when you can. See if you can figure out how to send what Nikolai wants to. I wish him luck with laser tag and whatever else. Papa's school does sound cool. And yeah, that's what I got.
I love you all
see you next week.
By the way, I could be wrong, but I believe p-day is Friday next week. Please still send me whenever you feel inspired though. It kind of would suck for it to turn out to be on Thursday and me to not have anything because of it. But if you wait till Thursday night and it does turn out my p-day came and went, I'll wait. It's all good.
I'm not entirely sure why they give up on toilet paper. Something like:
Hard to carry around everywhere, considering the rain and the fact that we don't get backpacks, but rather shoulder bags.
You probably can't flush it most places.
And apparently, you feel cleaner when you take the cup/bucket, fill it with water, run it down your backside, do one smooth sweep with your left hand, use what's left in the bucket to wash it off your hand, and also to rinse off your posterior once more...
I don't know if I'll give up on toilet paper...
Washing machines... aren't in the apartments, as far as I know. Laundromats do exist, if you have the money, but you can't send garments to the laundry people...so...
The no suit thing, is definitely not because of hand cleaning. It's because it is really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really hot. 2 hours in it, I had taken my second shower of the day, this one without soap. It's unfortunate that most of the people are poor enough that they don't care what you smell like, but it's also a good thing, since I don't think I'd smell good.
I don't know how Tagalog is easier. That's the thing! It's almost certainly connected with the Spirit, because it certainly isn't how diligently I'm studying it...(oops) and nicer, it just seems, for no perceivable reason, to not twist my tongue as much as Spanish.
Proselyting I felt like I didn't do much because we taught a recent convert, and all I did was pray and say one or two things to him, the missionary did most of the talking, and then we decided to go
teach an investigator but she was busy...with a man... so we didn't go into their home...
After that we just tried some tracting, but success was limited at best, and I had no idea what I should say, so I didn't say very much at all.
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